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Hi JanaDale ~ Thank you for being one of the first Members of The Library Beliefnet Group! It is such a very interesting Group full of very interesting people from Beliefnet. WE are so glad you are amongst us!
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Just stopping by to say "Hi" JanaDale ~ Have a blessed week!
Hi Jana - I'm hoping to be included in your "Next BeliefNet Blogger" contest. I sent you another message recently, to be sure you know I want to participate, but I haven't seen a confirmation from you or BeliefNet...in either my profile messages here, or in my contact email ( firstname.lastname@example.org ). Am I on your contest radar...? Regardless, I've been posting to my journal - and I plan to submit 15 posts by July 31, as the rule indicate.
Thanks in advance for considering my entry. I look forward to receiving a confirmation from you or BeliefNet. THANKS much!
I just saw the email for the contest. I am interested in blogging on healthy faith. Is the contest really closed? I can still write 15 posts before the end of the month.
How are you? Im doing great. I'd like to join the blog contest. How do I join and thanks for creating such a tremendous platform for bloggers/writers. Have a great weekend.
HI how do I join the blog contest? Dio
I've tried and tried to correct the blog just posted, but it won't take. I posted it with the errors since I didn't want to start all over. I sincerely apologize.
Thank you and God Bless. Annette
Again, this blog is for the blogging contest under Hope and Inspiration.
I saw my granddaughter, Cierra, Sunday at the Mount Saint Vincent home. On Sundays volunteers usually come and do some sort of activity or craft project. This Sunday's project was decorating flip flops with ribbon or pieces of material. The lady sitting next to me cut a small slit in some fabric then ripped it down the length of the material. The gentlemen across from us asked what is that called? I volunteered ripping. Yeah, it took a lot of imagination to come up with that one. So Cierra proceeded to twist pieces of ripped cloth around the bars of the flip flops then I cut a slit at the end long enough to tie the cloth so it wouldn't come undone. Everyone asked how did you do that? I said it's called tying.
On to more intelligent conversation. Cierra of course wanted to go outside. She hates to being in. We went to our usual spot the swings where she proceeded to tell me about her latest. Yet, one more conquest in the life of a 10 year old girl. I asked her if she had given back one boy's beaded ring, another's stone necklace, or any of the things received. She said she had thrown them away. I told her, aghast, that she must give these things back. If she didn't want them any longer then she needed to return them. The look on her face would've made any gold digger extremely proud. She couldn't believe what I'd said. The things were given to her and therefore she had a right to do with them as she pleased. Good point. However, as also the mother of a son, I argued, since they had no way to buy things perhaps they could give the things she'd taken to someone else. I then received the look, like what planet do you come from? as she argued with much disdain, "To someone else? To someone else? What girl would accept something that had already been given to me?" She ended the conversation with, "How could she?" Yes, yet, another lesson learned in the right of passage for 10 year old love.
I make fun of the things we talk about or do. However, it tears my heart apart when she begs me to stay, and pleads to be taken home. This coming week she'll see the psychiatrist who will once again, try yet another medication to sooth out her troubled, sorrowful soul. Oh, God I pray let it be soon.
Take care and God Bless. Annette
Oops. One more comment. I would like to write in the Hope and Inspiration category for the blog contest. Thanks very much.
Hi Jana. I would like to become a contestant in the blogging contest. Thank you for adding me or for letting me know how to enter.