<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:02:44.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Must Become Greater...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-3652293439783114996</id><published>2009-10-27T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:53:05.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the weirdness of water</title><content type='html'>Why is it that water when it goes on your skin dehydrates it, and water when put in your body hydrates it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-3652293439783114996?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/3652293439783114996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=3652293439783114996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/3652293439783114996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/3652293439783114996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2009/10/weirdness-of-water.html' title='the weirdness of water'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-8431845593009388182</id><published>2008-10-08T08:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:10:39.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the last couple of months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9Gywx9xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IODAWYSiviU/s1600-h/September+2008+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9Gywx9xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IODAWYSiviU/s320/September+2008+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254782789637764882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea, Steph and I hanging out by the bonfire when we went camping at Frontenac State Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HDTdpDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eMJ26MF15t8/s1600-h/September+2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HDTdpDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eMJ26MF15t8/s320/September+2008+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254782794078200882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent and I wearing cool goggles at the big toy store we went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HHxiSfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/av5Os5rW-fU/s1600-h/September+2008+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HHxiSfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/av5Os5rW-fU/s320/September+2008+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254782795278076402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber and I enjoying the sunset during our walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HYHZWMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CoC4WCDCG2E/s1600-h/October+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9HYHZWMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CoC4WCDCG2E/s320/October+2008+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254782799664732354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the bride, Missy.  She got married on October 4th and Sarena and I were bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9Hm1C-DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kiwO3VwqlL4/s1600-h/October+2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9Hm1C-DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kiwO3VwqlL4/s320/October+2008+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254782803614300210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarena and I enjoying the wedding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-8431845593009388182?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/8431845593009388182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=8431845593009388182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/8431845593009388182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/8431845593009388182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/10/highlights-of-last-couple-of-months.html' title='Highlights of the last couple of months'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SOy9Gywx9xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IODAWYSiviU/s72-c/September+2008+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-4955978960486580092</id><published>2008-07-17T14:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:20:57.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be 2!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday Trent and I went to my sister's house to celebrate Allie's 2nd birthday!  Here's a couple of photos from the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-apNOmHDI/AAAAAAAAABc/BoCTlJt-wYE/s1600-h/July+2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224064125489257522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-apNOmHDI/AAAAAAAAABc/BoCTlJt-wYE/s320/July+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-a38HNFLI/AAAAAAAAABk/hrRJEoGYgC8/s1600-h/July+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224064378592892082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-a38HNFLI/AAAAAAAAABk/hrRJEoGYgC8/s320/July+2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-a4KYGG3I/AAAAAAAAABs/L4RcPR-m4vM/s1600-h/July+2008+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224064382421834610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-a4KYGG3I/AAAAAAAAABs/L4RcPR-m4vM/s320/July+2008+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-4955978960486580092?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/4955978960486580092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=4955978960486580092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4955978960486580092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4955978960486580092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-good-to-be-2.html' title='It&apos;s good to be 2!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SH-apNOmHDI/AAAAAAAAABc/BoCTlJt-wYE/s72-c/July+2008+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-4311485299080930894</id><published>2008-06-13T14:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:53:50.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Babysitting</title><content type='html'>I was babysitting my nieces the other night and Audrey loves to have her picture taken. I being the aunt that I am, love taking pictures of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSR7DZ6yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ygaFqjyQFVY/s1600-h/June+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211458924172667682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSR7DZ6yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ygaFqjyQFVY/s320/June+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSSTUohWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/otOsBQl6_sQ/s1600-h/June+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211458930687378786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSSTUohWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/otOsBQl6_sQ/s320/June+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Allie had blueberries all over her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSTGv4IdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EtxOC8LUuzc/s1600-h/June+2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211458944491856338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSTGv4IdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EtxOC8LUuzc/s320/June+2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite part of the evening was when I was putting them to bed. Audrey gave me a big hug and said, "Katie, stay". "Stay forever". It feels so good to know that she loves me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-4311485299080930894?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/4311485299080930894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=4311485299080930894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4311485299080930894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4311485299080930894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/06/summber-babysitting.html' title='Summer Babysitting'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SFLSR7DZ6yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ygaFqjyQFVY/s72-c/June+2008+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-4989139995749068381</id><published>2008-06-12T12:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:10:37.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soul Longs for the Courts of the Lord</title><content type='html'>Psalm 84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lovely is your dwelling place,&lt;br /&gt;O Lord of hosts!&lt;br /&gt;My soul longs, yes, faints&lt;br /&gt;for the courts of the Lord;&lt;br /&gt;my heart and flesh sing for joy&lt;br /&gt;to the living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the sparrow finds a home,&lt;br /&gt;and the swallow a nest for herself,&lt;br /&gt;where she may lay her young,&lt;br /&gt;at your altars, O Lord of hosts,&lt;br /&gt;my King and my God.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who dwell in your house,&lt;br /&gt;ever singing your praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those whose strength is in you,&lt;br /&gt;in whose heart are the highways to Zion.&lt;br /&gt;As they go through the Valley of Baca&lt;br /&gt;they make it a place of springs;&lt;br /&gt;the early rain also covers it with pools.&lt;br /&gt;They go from strength to strength;&lt;br /&gt;each one appears before God in Zion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer;&lt;br /&gt;give ear, O God of Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;Behold our shield, O God;&lt;br /&gt;look on the face of your annointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a day in your courts is better&lt;br /&gt;than a thousand elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be a doorkeeper in the&lt;br /&gt;house of my God&lt;br /&gt;than dwell in the tents of wickedness.&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord God is a sun and shield;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord bestows favor and honor.&lt;br /&gt;No good thing does he withhold&lt;br /&gt;from those who walk uprightly.&lt;br /&gt;O Lord of hosts,&lt;br /&gt;blessed is the one who trusts in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-4989139995749068381?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/4989139995749068381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=4989139995749068381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4989139995749068381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4989139995749068381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-soul-longs-for-courts-of-lord.html' title='My Soul Longs for the Courts of the Lord'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-8905282079807351490</id><published>2008-05-05T13:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:57:29.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fiery Furnace</title><content type='html'>Chapter 3 of the book of Daniel is so encouraging to me.  When ordered to bow to the golden image that Nebuchadnezzar set up, Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego refused.  They knew how offensive this act would be to their God, the true God.  Because they refused, they were sentanced to be thrown into the fiery furnace-- a sure death.  Before this sentance was carried out they were offered one more chance to bow.  They remained unmoved and spoke with boldness to the king:&lt;br /&gt;"O Nebuchadnezzar, we have no need to answer you in this matter.  If this be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of your hand, O king.  But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the golden image that you have set up."&lt;br /&gt;They knew that their God would deliver them from Nebuchadnezzar's hand, but this deliverance could have been manifested in one of two ways.  One, to take them out of the fiery furnace unharmed, or two, to bring them into glory for eternity.  In the Lord's providence he rescued them from the fire and astonished Nebuchadnezzar!&lt;br /&gt;The faith of these servants was great.  They trusted that the Lord was not witholding any good thing from them even though they knew that their death was a definite possibility.  It makes me wonder how I would have reacted in their situation, or how I will react if I encounter a situation like this.  Will I be bold in proclaiming that whether I live or die, God is still the Most High God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-8905282079807351490?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/8905282079807351490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=8905282079807351490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/8905282079807351490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/8905282079807351490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/05/fiery-furnace.html' title='The Fiery Furnace'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-7847675460714403079</id><published>2008-04-28T08:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:18:05.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlLVjexI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_iCzmv5KB6A/s1600-h/April+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194288181870295826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlLVjexI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_iCzmv5KB6A/s320/April+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlbVjeyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HySUjxLEiCw/s1600-h/April+2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194288186165263138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlbVjeyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HySUjxLEiCw/s320/April+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlrVjezI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jM88nthYdhA/s1600-h/April+2008+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194288190460230450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlrVjezI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jM88nthYdhA/s320/April+2008+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't my nieces the cutest kids ever?! I love them lots and lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-7847675460714403079?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/7847675460714403079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=7847675460714403079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/7847675460714403079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/7847675460714403079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-loves.html' title='My Loves'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SBXRlLVjexI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_iCzmv5KB6A/s72-c/April+2008+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-6507406419971586930</id><published>2008-04-23T14:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:57:14.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Obsession</title><content type='html'>I go through phases of obsession.  I should just expect them to come.  It's actually kind of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I was excited to create my own recipe book.  I printed off recipes from different websites and placed them neatly into a 3-ring binder.  My favorite website is &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/"&gt;www.marthastewart.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Not only did I create a recipe book, but I'm also trying to make as many recipes as I can.  So far it's going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that spring is here, my new obsession is gardening.  It excites me to just think about it!  Two days ago I took out the dead leaves from the existing garden in our backyard and it looks nicer.  Now I am dreaming of what flowers I will plant in my new garden space.  I love flowers!!!  I think I'll probably take off a day in May to get it all set up.  I also told my mom that I would go to her house and plant her a garden.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any recommendations of what types of flowers you would like to see, just let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-6507406419971586930?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/6507406419971586930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=6507406419971586930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/6507406419971586930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/6507406419971586930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-obsession.html' title='New Obsession'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-2408903466898765622</id><published>2008-04-10T08:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:58:19.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thy Face, O Lord, I shall seek</title><content type='html'>One of the areas I desire to grow in is prayer, and it has been a desire for a couple of years. Although the growth has been slow (sometimes painfully slow) I can see the Lord's work and I am thankful for the people/ resources he has put in my life throughout these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently one of the most helpful resources in my life is going through the study &lt;em&gt;Becoming a Woman of Prayer&lt;/em&gt; with my mentor Ruth. It is a good reminder of how necessary prayer is and a helpful guide in how to make me intentional about spending time in prayer. O. Hallesby said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To pray is to let Jesus come into our hearts. This teaches us, in the first place, that it is not our prayer which moves the Lord Jesus. It is Jesus who moves us to pray. He knocks. Thereby He makes known His desire to come in to us. Our prayers are always a result of Jesus' knocking at our hearts' doors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that he knocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most amazing things to me about prayer is that God himself invites us in! He invites us to bring our prayers and petitions to him, and tells us in Hebrews to "draw near to the throne of grace that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." In Matthew 7 he reminds us that he is our Father and that he desires to give good things to his children. But the key is that we have to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, prayer is ineffective if it is not done &lt;em&gt;in the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;and without us being in the Word. I like what R.A. Torrey said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indeed the whole secret of prayer is found in these three words, &lt;em&gt;in the Spirit&lt;/em&gt;. It is the prayer that God the Holy Spirit inspires that God the Father answers...The one who would pray in the Spirit must meditate much upon the Word, that the Holy Spirit may have something through which He can work. The Holy Spirit works His prayers in us through the Word, and neglect of the Word makes praying in the Holy Spirit an impossibility. If we would feed the fire of our prayers with the fuel of God's Word, all our difficulties in prayer would disappear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My increased desire is that I would know God more and that I would read his word and that I would pray more. The Lord is pleased when we come to him. When we do, we are putting our dependence on him instead of trying to do things on our own. I want to pray like Asaph in Psalm 73: 25-26:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whom have I in heaven but you?&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you.&lt;br /&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but God&lt;/strong&gt; is the strength of my heart&lt;br /&gt;and my portion forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-2408903466898765622?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/2408903466898765622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=2408903466898765622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/2408903466898765622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/2408903466898765622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/04/thy-face-o-lord-i-shall-seek.html' title='Thy Face, O Lord, I shall seek'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-2930120933149333588</id><published>2008-04-01T08:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:40:29.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Count of Monte Cristo</title><content type='html'>The last three years I have been content in only watching the movie version of &lt;em&gt;The Count of Monte Cristo&lt;/em&gt;, but I kept hearing about how good the book was.  So, last summer I bought my own copy of the 500 paged abridged version and decided to read it...eventually.&lt;br /&gt;In January I made a list of all the books I wanted to read during 2008 and gave myself a maximum of 3 weeks to read each one.  Last week, I was able to start &lt;em&gt;The Count.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was at first very surprised that the the movie was not closely related to the book!  It made me not like the book because I couldn't predict what was going to happen.  However,  I got over it quickly because the storylines are so amusing.  I'm glad that this long book is a page-turner because I don't think I would be able to finish it otherwise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 60 pages from ending and I wish I didn't have to work today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-2930120933149333588?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/2930120933149333588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=2930120933149333588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/2930120933149333588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/2930120933149333588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/04/count-of-monte-cristo.html' title='The Count of Monte Cristo'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-7831806839039591646</id><published>2008-03-13T15:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T15:28:36.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 62: 5-8</title><content type='html'>For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence,&lt;br /&gt;for my hope is from him.&lt;br /&gt;He only is my rock and my salvation,&lt;br /&gt;my fortress; I shall not be shaken,&lt;br /&gt;On God rests my salvation and my glory;&lt;br /&gt;my mighty rock, my refuge is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in him at all times, O people,&lt;br /&gt;pour out your heart before him;&lt;br /&gt;God is a refuge for us.&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;em&gt;Selah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-7831806839039591646?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/7831806839039591646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=7831806839039591646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/7831806839039591646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/7831806839039591646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/03/psalm-62-5-8.html' title='Psalm 62: 5-8'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-6778170188146719693</id><published>2008-02-25T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:17:34.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Secret of His Presence</title><content type='html'>I love music.  I love how it can minister to my soul, and I love how it can tell how I feel better than I can.   This song has been a blessing to me and a good rememberence of how sweet Jesus is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the secret of His presence how my soul delights to hide!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learn at Jesus’ side!&lt;br /&gt;Earthly cares can never vex me, neither trials lay me low;&lt;br /&gt;For when Satan comes to tempt me,&lt;br /&gt;to the secret place I go,To the secret place I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my soul is faint and thirsty, ’neath the shadow of His wing&lt;br /&gt;There is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring;&lt;br /&gt;And my Savior rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet:&lt;br /&gt;If I tried, I could not utter what He says when thus we meet,&lt;br /&gt;What He says when thus we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this I know: I tell Him all my doubts, my griefs and fears;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how patiently He listens! and my sorrowing soul He cheers:&lt;br /&gt;Do you think He ne’er reproves me? What a false Friend He would be,&lt;br /&gt;If He never, never told me of the sins which He must see,&lt;br /&gt;Of the sins which He must see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;Go and hide beneath His shadow: this shall then be your reward;&lt;br /&gt;And whene’er you leave the silence of that happy meeting place,&lt;br /&gt;You must mind and bear the image of the Master in your face,&lt;br /&gt;Of the Master in your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-6778170188146719693?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/6778170188146719693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=6778170188146719693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/6778170188146719693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/6778170188146719693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-secret-of-his-presence.html' title='In the Secret of His Presence'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-5405977126822386354</id><published>2007-12-27T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:14:03.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord uses what he will</title><content type='html'>I was really glad for Jon Bloom's post on the DG blog, &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/Blog/996_hopeful_postchristmas_melancholy/"&gt;Hopeful Post-Christmas Melancholy&lt;/a&gt; . He said, "as long as the beautiful gifts remain unopened around the tree and the events are still ahead of us, they can appear to be the hope we are waiting for. But when the tree is empty and events are past, we realize we are longing for a lasting hope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This described how I felt on Christmas Day. I had nothing to do. We had celebrated our Christmas the night before, so now there were no presents to open, no stockings to unstuff and no friends to be around. I was bored out of my mind and was longing for more celebration, but it was over and all the anticipation that I had for Christmas was gone and I felt horrible.  I was once again left unfulfilled.  As I was sitting on the couch not doing anything, I realized that Jesus is my ONLY hope.  Nothing else can satisfy me the way that he is able to.  He is the one that I pray would be the "strength of my heart and my portion forever".  I know that holidays, family, friends and presents are not going to give me the lasting satisfaction that Christ promises.  Therefore I can thank the Lord for them and pray that I will focus on and love the Giver of all these things more than the gift itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, may we press onward and remember the lasting hope that the Lord promises is greater than all the gifts in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-5405977126822386354?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/5405977126822386354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=5405977126822386354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/5405977126822386354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/5405977126822386354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2007/12/lord-uses-what-he-will.html' title='The Lord uses what he will'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814126395531986265.post-4756399179873444982</id><published>2007-11-05T14:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:09:33.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How did this happen?</title><content type='html'>Haha! I just created a blog...partially on accident.  Sorry if you're reading this.  I probably won't ever write on it.  But now I can tell people I have a blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814126395531986265-4756399179873444982?l=katiehaas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/feeds/4756399179873444982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814126395531986265&amp;postID=4756399179873444982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4756399179873444982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814126395531986265/posts/default/4756399179873444982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiehaas.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-did-this-happen.html' title='How did this happen?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08429512461157451596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Az3JPXyafLg/SgUBW9AEjDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XEB04uYZBlY/S220/Photo+273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
