<?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-90220734156226232</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:39:43.853-06:00</updated><category term='sweetest smiles'/><category term='SUNDAYS'/><title type='text'>Life As We Know It!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3253924863535631442</id><published>2010-08-06T21:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:40:28.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hard to face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkzSFCYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BojY2dg-4m0/s1600/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498876864924034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkzSFCYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BojY2dg-4m0/s400/eye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let me begin this story by warning you that this is an account of my last six months and why i have been away for so long. This story is true and i am sharing it because i believe that the Father doesn't give anything with out eventually giving us a way to give it back to him... so this is my feeble way of giving it back to HIM...praying that it brings him glory and honor. Six months ago my Husband and I decided that it was time for us to have another baby. I really wanted to have a second child...My heart was so excited about this anticipation. We spent months trying and every month disapointment would set in. I am a lover a My God...and knew he had a perfect reason...but still my heart was so ready and wanted so badly. one month turned into two, then three, then four....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNk3J7fdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/j1bXD1O76LU/s1600/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498877904485842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNk3J7fdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/j1bXD1O76LU/s400/walk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In early March i finally came to the conclusion that God just wasn't ready for us to have a baby. But in my haste a seed of doubt began to form. I began to feel bitterness well up in self like never before. I have waited for things before, but this time i couldn't figure it out. I mean i was doing all i was asked to do...my walk was great, my worship was wonderful, and my heart was beating wildly...but HE would not allow me to have this one thing i wanted so badly. I felt like i was walking down a dark tunnel and there was not end in sight. My husband tried to understand but he could only offer support in the moments of my heart break. I was so ready. Then finally in April we found out we were finally expecting. I was so excited. I couldn't believe it...turns out that i had been worked up about nothing. We started planning...every moment was so joyful....God had finally allowed me to have the desire of my heart...a new baby. I could hardly wait. We started our Dr. visits..and began to prepare for the next nine months. On Mother's day in May just four weeks in the unthinkable began to happen....the next fortyeigth hours were just about unberable. As i felt that little life slip away the emptyness set in.. Broken i became. My husband was there for the entire thing, such a blessing. On that day a war was begining deep within my soul that would take a toll on my life like nothing i had every encounter..i began to have to FIGHT for my FAITH...like something or someone was trying desperately to strip me of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkQZTr9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/mT6RgD8IruY/s1600/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498867500003282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkQZTr9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/mT6RgD8IruY/s400/bible.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have spent the last two months in a spiritual battle. I refuse to let my God be taken from me. I know that the enemy is trying to so hard to make my heart bitter and have me sit in dispare...But i know who wins the battle....i know who is victorious. For the better part of this summer i have spent on a inward journey to the deepest part of my soul. The place that is seen only by the Creator. There i have wrestled with the "why's, what if's, and Not Me's" it seems that everyone around is now pregnant and i am not. It seems that this is getting thrown back in face constantly...The enemy wants me to say "it is not fair" or "that should be me" But my Father reminds me that It is Not my Time, and right now my job is to see his Face and Mirrow waht he has for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkDm-UuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/j0Q8xTY-K7w/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498864067662562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkDm-UuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/j0Q8xTY-K7w/s400/hope.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A glimmer of HOPE has started to show. I know that this a road will walk for the rest of my life... and i now know that even though i am living the life that God has called me to Live, there is always things that happen to deture our walks. Be aware of things that may distract you from what He is doing right in front of you. I almost let that be what caused me to loose my HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNj7enTEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FzYnP5bGqdg/s1600/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498861885115458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNj7enTEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FzYnP5bGqdg/s400/sun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So now i wait. I wait for the next stage ...the next chapter...the next thing that He shows me. But here is the cool part...wait is a VERB...it means to "actively look to what is coming" although i need to be still and quiet right now...and see what He has for me....i finally excited about what comes next. I will always hold that baby in my heart...he will be remembered as member of our family. I see his loss as a death of my child...but i know that baby is already at the feet of the Father. He will never feel hurt or pain. His heart will never be broken. He will never want for anything. He will never be lonely. He will never ask WHY? or He will never Have to wonder. He is singing praises and worship the King i can not wait to meet. Although i wont get the chance to teach him about the Father or even be there when he is saved or baptized. I know that he will one day show me how to truly worship with out restraints. My heart will always ache to know him but in the same moment my heart will rejoice in the fact that he is already craddled by the Creator....thank you Father for the chance to be his mom and the knowledge of your grace and the hope in your mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNPB_TXzI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gqZZnZ4tEws/s1600/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNOnj_T4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/pN-IH2Z1Rb0/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNOTqTe2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/7or241VwtGc/s1600/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNOOXNNDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nhnkP-OKc5s/s1600/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNN2_xpTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IcgFFL3R7GE/s1600/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-3253924863535631442?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3253924863535631442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3253924863535631442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3253924863535631442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3253924863535631442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/08/hard-to-face.html' title='hard to face...'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/TFzNkzSFCYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BojY2dg-4m0/s72-c/eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5849728666603463111</id><published>2010-01-30T23:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:26:19.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>forth in the furnace!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S2UhZwo_zjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tstV69K3L-4/s1600-h/bible0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432785251929673266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S2UhZwo_zjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tstV69K3L-4/s400/bible0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me set this up..I was reminded at revival tonight of something I have forgotten...i remember hearing this when i was a child but i guess tonight it meant something totally different to me. Do you remember the story in Daniel about Shadrach. Meshach, and Abednego. I know you all do. Well as i sat there and Clif Johnson was giving the message i realized the chance these three guys were taking by not bowing down to Nebuchadnezzar's 90 foot statue. They had been declaring thier God's worth publicly for the last three years...first by not eating the "kings" food. They had chosen to lead a life that always brought FAME to the Father. ON that day when thousands of high ranking officials were called by the king to come and worship the statue they too were called. The officials stood in their rankings which meant that these three men were probably close to the front because God had purposely placed them in a place of power that would ultimately bring honor and glory to His name. So as the band began to play and all of the thousands of men started to kneel themselves infront of the golden idol these three men did not hestitate to keep their position and NOT bow down to an idol. I wouldn't be surprised if they even might have been seen with their eyes focused on the Heavens towards God's Glory. Because of their disobidence they were bound and prepared to be thrown into a furnace to be burned...Nebuchadnezzar even told the soldiers to make the furnace 7x more hotter. The soldiers that were holding the three boys there were killed by the extreme heat. As the three were finally hurled into the furnace Nebuchadnezzar thought for sure he had taught the other officals standing a lesson about making sure that they always follow the orders of the king. As he was sitting there basking in his feelings of victory he happen to walk by the window into the furnace and notice that there were not three figures but four walking around in the flames. Stunned i am sure he takes a second look and asks a soldier to make sure that there were only three that were thrown into the furnace. At that moment he actually states that the forth being looks Godlike....woa woa....did you hear that...He then asks that three men let out of the furnace...after inspection he sees that they are not only not burned but that they dont even smell like smoke....only God Could Do That....then he states in Daniel 3:29 "I make a decree that the God of the three men shall be praised and is the one true to God....anyone who goes against their God shall be torn Limb from Limb." Don't you love that....so here is my question for me and you...are you walking around a fire one that may be 7x hotter than any other one you have ever been in before? Haveyou taken time to look around you notice that the Father is right there with you? He has never left your side....he is right there...holding your hand....when this is over you will not be burned nor will you smell like smoke...and Your God will be given that much More Fame....So don't stop declaring his name....For his worthy to be praised...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5849728666603463111?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5849728666603463111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5849728666603463111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5849728666603463111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5849728666603463111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/forth-in-furnace.html' title='forth in the furnace!!!!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S2UhZwo_zjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tstV69K3L-4/s72-c/bible0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-6526293500646326080</id><published>2010-01-16T08:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:33:37.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S1HOHiH85rI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xTMqf_6QRXo/s1600-h/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427345654772721330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S1HOHiH85rI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xTMqf_6QRXo/s400/boat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are cruisen this week...see you all soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-6526293500646326080?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6526293500646326080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=6526293500646326080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6526293500646326080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6526293500646326080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-cruisen-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S1HOHiH85rI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xTMqf_6QRXo/s72-c/boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5526844447753908036</id><published>2010-01-12T06:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:14:57.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things in Life are FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0xnqXyDr2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ArBtf8fvxW4/s1600-h/CashRegister1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 381px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825628710743906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0xnqXyDr2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ArBtf8fvxW4/s400/CashRegister1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John 8:32 "the TRUTH shall set you FREE" Think about somethings that are wonderful and better yet...FREE Sunsets, flowers, the Breeze, seasons, snow....guess what they are all from God for us to enjoy... Notice anything? FROM GOD. Right down to the Gospel God makes it so easy to love and know him...it is FREE...NO CHARGE. He makes it easy to se him...in nature. What would a day be without a sunrise or a sunsest? NOT a Day right...but still something that is so important..it is still free. What would stem be like with out a flower? Not a flower. so on and so forth...He is all and all of him is free. When you know him he will make you Free. So if you are ready then take hold and begin enjoy his freedom and your freedom in him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5526844447753908036?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5526844447753908036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5526844447753908036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5526844447753908036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5526844447753908036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-things-in-life-are-free.html' title='The Best Things in Life are FREE!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0xnqXyDr2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ArBtf8fvxW4/s72-c/CashRegister1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-4452048657288704523</id><published>2010-01-10T07:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:23:41.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead me to the Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0nYXGo4niI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JhF5KbGUf-A/s1600-h/ocean-cliffs_16283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425105117575159330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0nYXGo4niI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JhF5KbGUf-A/s400/ocean-cliffs_16283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 61 is a chapter that i have turned to many times to bring comfort and understanding. It says " Hear my cry oh Lord, Listen to my prayer from the end of the earth I call out to you when my heart is faint. Lead to the Rock that is higher than I, for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against my enemies." I know WOW right. I love this chapter and all it promises on both ends. but my favorite part of the verse is the section that talks about "the rock that is higher than I" when i was a little girl and i was affraid I only wanted to one of two places. In my mothers arms or my fathers arms. They were bigger than i was and i knew that no matter what they would protect me from anything Monsters or Strangers. I know look at landon and see how he depends on bobby and i to be his strong fortress in times he feels worried or afraid. It seems that if he is upset he just has to find a way into our arms (even though i am not very tall) and be lifted up to feel safe. Have you ever noticed that. By just being lifted up we always feel better. I guess it is the better veiw of the situation or just being wrapped in our arms but calm always over whelms him with in moments of being moved up with us. So in today what ever you are facing...ask God to lead you to the Rock that is Higher than you are. Climb up and rest in the arms that are waiting to hold you. Find a church this morning to go to...Don't forsake the gathering of the believers. Did you ever think maybe just maybe God purposesly woke you early today so that you could go to His House and Worship him? Just a thought. be blessed!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-4452048657288704523?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4452048657288704523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=4452048657288704523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4452048657288704523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4452048657288704523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/leat-to-rock.html' title='Lead me to the Rock'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/S0nYXGo4niI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JhF5KbGUf-A/s72-c/ocean-cliffs_16283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-148969623555925662</id><published>2010-01-04T06:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T06:24:36.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow the trumpets in Zion</title><content type='html'>Joel 2:1...."Blow the trumpet in Zion; sound the alarm on my holy Mountain! Let all the inhabitants on the land tremble, for the day of the Lord is coming; it is near."  can't you just picture it...and hear this.  Blow the trumpet...the Lord is coming soon.  We should be sounding HIs Alarms constantly...he is coming back and we need to get ready.  there is a song that says "people get ready, Jesus is coming"  WHY are we ALL JUST SITTING AROUND like we have nothing to do.  Get busy, get your heart ready. Clean up and make way for the Lord is on his way.  When i was young and we had people coming over to our house, my mom alawys went nuts trying to get the house in order before the "company" arrived.  We would wash windows, clean the base boards, wash the light plates, and things like that just for our company to come for an hour or so and then leave...but you know we don't take half that time daily to prepare for our KING...we just basically say take me as i am...but really is what we are near what he deserves?  NOT AT ALL....PEOPLE GET READY!!!!Jesus is coming.  Back in the bible times they would wave branches and make much of the Royalties arrival...decide today to make much of the FATHER.  He should be made more of than what we are doing now.  He deserves your "firsts".  First moments of the day, first fruits, first thoughts, first words in everyday.  Start today by making him FIRST in your hearts.  Be blessed and encouraged...time for us to get ready for the day. &lt;br /&gt;MHeinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-148969623555925662?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/148969623555925662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=148969623555925662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/148969623555925662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/148969623555925662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/blow-trumpets-in-zion.html' title='Blow the trumpets in Zion'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2671831534395099997</id><published>2010-01-03T21:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T06:04:51.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://check/"&gt;check&lt;/a&gt; out my new teaching blog... &lt;a href="http://www.onekindergartenteacher.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.onekindergartenteacher.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; catch a glimpse into the life of my five year old babies...Happy reading...&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-2671831534395099997?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2671831534395099997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=2671831534395099997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2671831534395099997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2671831534395099997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/change-my-url-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2614686363301335430</id><published>2010-01-02T08:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:46:45.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Troubles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9cRwPRKVI/AAAAAAAAATI/P0K8iWyTFS8/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422153936453839186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9cRwPRKVI/AAAAAAAAATI/P0K8iWyTFS8/s400/money.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading in Matthew when a particular story stood out to me. In Matthew 17:24-27 Jesus and his deisciples were in Capernaum and the tax collectors came up to Peter and asked if Jesus every pays his taxes. When Peter went to Jesus and told him about the situation Jesus just laughed and mocked the whole taxation policy. But he said so that they don't take offense lets just pay them...(taking the time to teach a lesson to them and Peter in the same moment)....he sent Peter to fish in the sea and to take the FIRST fish he caught and open it's mouth and there would be the money for the tax. Funny how the Father just "took care" of business so that he could get back to what was important. We don't see Him getting all frustrated that there wont be enough money or that he has stop to pay this tax. He just does. How many times do we get worried about how to pay for that...or what this will cost? OH too often...we get wrapped up in the logistics of life instead of the PURPOSE of Life...Make it a point in the new year to look at the entire prospect instead of the logistics of it all. If we will take time to really serve our Father the way we were intended to...i am positive there would not be a need for Revivals. It would be an everyday lifestyle that shows others the JOY of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mh&lt;/div&gt;&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/90220734156226232-2614686363301335430?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2614686363301335430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=2614686363301335430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2614686363301335430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2614686363301335430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/money-troubles.html' title='Money Troubles'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9cRwPRKVI/AAAAAAAAATI/P0K8iWyTFS8/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5070181299664637415</id><published>2010-01-02T07:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:00:02.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Donut Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9RRnLWcdI/AAAAAAAAATA/PO6uRJ1Ou2Y/s1600-h/donuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422141839393583570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9RRnLWcdI/AAAAAAAAATA/PO6uRJ1Ou2Y/s400/donuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon and I are up. You know how sometimes you just don't feel like making breakfast....well that is me today....soooo we are off to get donuts...from the FAMOUS Spudnut Sop...all you magnolia navtives will know just what i am talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5070181299664637415?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5070181299664637415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5070181299664637415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5070181299664637415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5070181299664637415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/donut-time.html' title='Donut Time'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz9RRnLWcdI/AAAAAAAAATA/PO6uRJ1Ou2Y/s72-c/donuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8132628521359601316</id><published>2010-01-01T23:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:00:23.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7g5TIYG2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/lz7rEhO_Cg4/s1600-h/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018276393229154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7g5TIYG2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/lz7rEhO_Cg4/s400/boat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess where Bobby and I are going to be in 14 days....i will give you one HINT...pay close attention!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-8132628521359601316?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8132628521359601316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8132628521359601316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8132628521359601316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8132628521359601316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/14-days.html' title='14 days'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7g5TIYG2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/lz7rEhO_Cg4/s72-c/boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8846532847096090243</id><published>2010-01-01T23:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:49:42.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new look/new year</title><content type='html'>i just wanted to thank my friend Leah for inspiring me to re-work my blog look.  Sho apparently was inspired by my other friend leslie to reformat her blog...so really thank you leslie for inspiring leah to inspire me.  Happy 2010 ALL.  Praise the Father for one more year to be here to share his joy and glory!&lt;br /&gt;mh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-8846532847096090243?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8846532847096090243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8846532847096090243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8846532847096090243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8846532847096090243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-looknew-year.html' title='new look/new year'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-1520019567365311749</id><published>2009-12-28T09:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:32:45.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Gracious!</title><content type='html'>Well I haveen terrible at posting...but now I hope I will be better.  I have a better way to do which will be more convenient.  Or at least I will try.  Lanond and I are here at home today trying to finish Laundry, Sheets, and pick up the whirlwind mess the Holiday left behind.  We had a wonderful time.  Family, friends, and time were exactly what we needed.  So much fun.  It is hard to beleive that the this time of year is already here.  It seems that older I get the fast the year seem to go by.  School if is good this year.  I have a really sweet class and some very wonderful room mothers.  Teaching is still of my favorite things to do.  I am also teaching ballet, lyrical, and pointe three days a  week at TAPS...it really brings back memories from when i was younger.  Landon will be three in less than three months.  I cannot beleive that.  It breaks my heart.  But we are having a blast.  Bobby and I celebrated our 5th year anniversary in November!  WE are actually leaving on a Cruise in less then three weeks.  I can hardly wait.  There are about 30 BMA Youth Pastors and their wives all going.  It will be so much fun.  I am a little consernede about getting off work but I am sure we NEED to go too!  My family is doing so great.  My mom is working in Bastrop LA, at a womens rehab.  She is doing amazing.  I am so proud to be her daughter. My dad is still strong and incredible.  My brother and sisters are thriving and living their lives.  Things could not be any better.  I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-1520019567365311749?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1520019567365311749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=1520019567365311749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1520019567365311749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1520019567365311749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-gracious.html' title='Good Gracious!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3468195351213463322</id><published>2009-09-04T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:32:54.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>Well it has been WAY to long since i posted...so lets catchup and then carring on as if we never skipped a beat. It has been a fast and furious summer. We traveled all over the place and lived to tell the tale of it all. It is now on to FALL with tons of new changes in store for us. Landon is now Wear UNDERWEAR all the time (except sleepy times). GO Baby Boy! I am into another school year with a GREAT class of kindergarteners. Bobby is busy finishing school and working. We have been to florida, Louisiana, Texas, Mississippi, and Alabama this summer. Landon love traveling. He is already asking when we are going on another trip. (trust me i am so thankful to be home for a while) We are finally approaching some much needed family time. Landon is loving school. He knows all his colors, ABCs, and 123s. He is growing so much. He amazings me everyday. How he grows every day is incredible. He makes me laugh and keeps me smiling. Right now he can't quit talking about Santa and that he wants a REAl cowboys helmet for Christmas. He rides his tricycle all over our house and our doors are begining to show his stopping mechanism. CRASH!!! He always wants to wear his Bike HELMET though...FUNNY GUY. He made it to first real panther game tonight. He sat so still watching every play. Cheering and clapping at all the right times. He never spoke just watched..He loved it so much!!!! SO sorry that bobby missed it... He would have been so proud. My life is going so great. I love my husband and my son, i love my job, and everything else around me. My GOD has blessed my socks off too. Thank you for holding on until i could get back on here. I better go do some school work so i can come back later to fill in more on whats up with me. love to all and be blessed!!!&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-3468195351213463322?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3468195351213463322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3468195351213463322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3468195351213463322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3468195351213463322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3079367899985535010</id><published>2009-05-13T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:57:39.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SgtsQw1yxuI/AAAAAAAAASI/b-rDItDc7nw/s1600-h/Lost-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335477218794718946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SgtsQw1yxuI/AAAAAAAAASI/b-rDItDc7nw/s400/Lost-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else excited for the LOST FINALE tonight..i am on pins and needles...Church, Popcicles, and LOST how could Wednesday get any better than this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-3079367899985535010?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3079367899985535010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3079367899985535010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3079367899985535010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3079367899985535010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SgtsQw1yxuI/AAAAAAAAASI/b-rDItDc7nw/s72-c/Lost-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-294312546123646409</id><published>2009-05-10T20:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:08:45.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgd9MSQBWrI/AAAAAAAAASA/G5ibcLO0Jlg/s1600-h/norman-rockwell-marbles-champion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369933654579890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgd9MSQBWrI/AAAAAAAAASA/G5ibcLO0Jlg/s400/norman-rockwell-marbles-champion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a hard thing to learn how to grow and become what God has for you to become. I have spent many of the last few years trying to maintain where i am in my walk with my heavenly father. Boy have i been wrong. We are not called to maintain we are called to continue to GROW. This concept is a hard one for me to learn, in short i was forced to GET IT...because i was so stubborn that i could not see that this is the way it all works. SO in my ramblings understand that i love the fact that God can and does use every single situation in our lives to teach us and to GROW us..yes grow. When i was young my brother (who was 17 months older than me) and i were what seems to be ALWAYS in competion to see who was taller, who was smarter, who did better. It started out around Jr. High..we both have not been blessed with heighth but that didn't stop us from seeing who measured the tallest. I was the winner for a few years then it happend..i stopped and he continued...even to this day he can be standing right next to me and cut his eyes down to just mentally tell me that he WON the growth race. But then i remind him i graduated college with a 4.o and honors. it is still an on going battle if you will. what does have to do with GOD. Somewhere along the way i forgot to continue to measure myself up to God's standards..not to say i have been a bad person but i have not been trying to grow? I have been happy to maintain. SO like with my brother..everytime i felt defeated in one area by him..i would find something else to beat him in...now i am not in anyway saying to try to BEAT GOD..what i am saying is that as Christains we need to measure ourself by what he desires for us...the things of today..not the things of yesturday...we need to see where we are weak and work on those...we need to try to become more of his ideals than what we think is right...so self check your self and see where you are...are you maintaining and sitting still or are you growing and changing daily...and pond that just sits still and maintains the level of water and nerver changing grows stagniant....and a river that is constantly changing and growing is fresh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;be blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mheinze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-294312546123646409?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/294312546123646409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=294312546123646409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/294312546123646409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/294312546123646409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/growing.html' title='growing'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgd9MSQBWrI/AAAAAAAAASA/G5ibcLO0Jlg/s72-c/norman-rockwell-marbles-champion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7045487201373903419</id><published>2009-05-10T15:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:41:28.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one month and counting</title><content type='html'>one month and counting i will be strolling on this board walk with my son...i am so excited...i need a &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgc6i4tD62I/AAAAAAAAARo/Kl6b_pTwoI0/s1600-h/12ba19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296654654991202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgc6i4tD62I/AAAAAAAAARo/Kl6b_pTwoI0/s400/12ba19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vacation so badly...i cannot even remeber the last time i was at the beach.  MUCH NEEDED...i am praying that my husband gets to come too..that is up in the air..even though i will be in the most beautiful place i could imagine...it wont be what it should be with out him.  logistics are just in the way..it is crazy how when it seems that all the details have been taken care off and all the plans have been made...something always changes...maybe it will be just a mommy and landon trip but i hope and pray it will be a family vaca..we all need some us time like crazy.  it feels like we are always giving our own time for other people and we never have us time...so father i know this is very selfish..but i miss my husband. and he is closer than when he was in Iraq...please give us time together soon...we need some time as a family to grow and encourage one another....thank you father&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7045487201373903419?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7045487201373903419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7045487201373903419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7045487201373903419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7045487201373903419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-month-and-counting.html' title='one month and counting'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sgc6i4tD62I/AAAAAAAAARo/Kl6b_pTwoI0/s72-c/12ba19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7031147813466848156</id><published>2009-05-02T00:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:46:28.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>swine flu</title><content type='html'>well i havent posted in a while...but i have been very sick and yes i got tested for swine flu...very scarry moment in my life this week..but it was thankfully negative..but in those 20 minutes on waiting on the results..i thought how horrible it would have been to be the first case of swine flu in Arkansas..thank you Father for the protection you have given me...i had a pretty bad tummy virus and i am finally up and around after about 3 days of nothing....so hopefully this means i am almost back to myself...love to all..and i promise to start blogging again really soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7031147813466848156?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7031147813466848156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7031147813466848156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7031147813466848156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7031147813466848156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='swine flu'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-4452192569283209650</id><published>2009-03-21T22:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:54:58.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach the Young!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/ScW0cXitM5I/AAAAAAAAARA/Ddllh0HVCP8/s1600-h/DSC04190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853334629659538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/ScW0cXitM5I/AAAAAAAAARA/Ddllh0HVCP8/s400/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/ScW0cGYvQMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gA9wKzd6sOY/s1600-h/DSC04188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853330024448194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/ScW0cGYvQMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gA9wKzd6sOY/s400/DSC04188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was doing my quiet time (which i normally do as Landon is still sleeping) while Landon was playing on the floor. I had finally gotten nestled all ready to read and marinate on God's words, and if you know me then you know that i have to have a wide variety of things while I study...so this was a feet in itself. Anyways back to the story..I was just getting into the meat of the scriptures when Landon came up to me with his pen and said "my bible momma?"  I quickly told him to play with his trains and momma would be done soon and then we would make a track...and sent him back to playing....as not to miss out on my study..then i went back to Psalms....but sure enough as quickly as i started back, Landon was back asking for his Bible again...i tried again to re-direct his attention but then he laid his head on my knee and said please momma i read mine too....well HELLO MARY...God gave me Landon to teach him how to follow him..so got up and went an go his Bible..then he needed a peice of paper and a pillow like mine....he then settle down for his quiet time too...it touched and broke my heart at the same time.  We sat there in the living room this morning having our quiet times at the same time.  When i finished i couldn't resist the picture..because we all need to be reminded of how our actions are constantly teaching those around us.  After he finished reading he quietly folded his hands and said his little prayer and hopped down and started playing again...Thank you Father for my sweet son and his yearning to understand me.  Let me be the mother he needs and the Christian that you desire to teach him. &lt;br /&gt;be blessed and encouraged by our GREAT GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Purchased....&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-4452192569283209650?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4452192569283209650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=4452192569283209650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4452192569283209650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4452192569283209650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/teach-young.html' title='Teach the Young!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/ScW0cXitM5I/AAAAAAAAARA/Ddllh0HVCP8/s72-c/DSC04190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5000267115106346553</id><published>2009-03-15T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:38:28.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Landon is 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f4445354f4455784e413d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Birthday Boy II" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f4445354f4455784e413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5000267115106346553?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5000267115106346553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5000267115106346553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5000267115106346553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5000267115106346553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/landon-is-2.html' title='Landon is 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3691249406938920135</id><published>2009-01-31T20:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:44:18.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled Rain Drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SYUKTmlN_sI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LtXa0d0cxtE/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297651868561702594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SYUKTmlN_sI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LtXa0d0cxtE/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I was reading today and God showed me something really interesting...i love the rain..i love the way it can soothe me sleeps or lul me into a cozy corner.  I love that it refreshes and re-news all that it comes in contact with.  But what God showed me today is something that never really crossed my mind before..i love when i learn new ways to see God or to even begin to scratch the surface of understanding him.  Well what i come to understand is that when we become His...we should become like the ocean in a rain storm.  Have you ever thought about that when a drop of rain drips into the ocean...you will NEVER be able seperate it out again.  They become one.  INSEPERATABLE...WOW...The drop has now become part of something bigger...much bigger than it has ever been before.  How amazing...so are you becoming more like GOD like the drop now is part of the ocean...are you able to seperated out again....or are you so inveloped by your father that you are one and the tangles can not be un-done...so many of us are just barely being Christians...we are on sundays, wednesdays, and when members are around...but we should be so wrapped up in who God is ..we can not be seperated out just like the rain drop has become part of the ocean...Be Blessed and don't be afraid to get Tangled Up in His loving Arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Purchased:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-3691249406938920135?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3691249406938920135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3691249406938920135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3691249406938920135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3691249406938920135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/tangled-rain-drops.html' title='Tangled Rain Drops'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SYUKTmlN_sI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LtXa0d0cxtE/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5227807602816568265</id><published>2009-01-25T16:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:07:40.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the arms of the Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh5SqY08I/AAAAAAAAAQo/05HYREiFW-o/s1600-h/january+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355636259279810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh5SqY08I/AAAAAAAAAQo/05HYREiFW-o/s320/january+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh5Imqc8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/jEEAb-gtrH4/s1600-h/january+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355633559303106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh5Imqc8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/jEEAb-gtrH4/s320/january+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh4_5RzdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xepfTGm-ED0/s1600-h/january+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355631221460434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh4_5RzdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xepfTGm-ED0/s320/january+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The other night landon got really tired and wanted be held and rocked so he grabbed his blanket and crawled up into bobby's lap, curled up and nodded off to dream land. It got me thinking about how many times i want to just crawl up into my Heavenly father's lap and be rocked. Well guess what..it is a total possibility.  It amazed me how quickly Landon was able to relax and find comfort in bobby's arms...This is a perfect mirror of what our Father is offering to us.  He wants hold us and cuddle us. He wants to help us relax and give us a place to lay our heavy heads.  SO put down your cares.  Put on some warm pjs, get your blanket and crawl up into the Lap that is longing to hold you.  Let his arms will help you find rest.  Be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-5227807602816568265?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5227807602816568265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5227807602816568265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5227807602816568265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5227807602816568265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-arms-of-father.html' title='In the arms of the Father'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzh5SqY08I/AAAAAAAAAQo/05HYREiFW-o/s72-c/january+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2805728808511686826</id><published>2009-01-25T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:54:52.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pull Me Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRqhw2rI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CFkJiGxKlvE/s1600-h/january+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352756447533746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRqhw2rI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CFkJiGxKlvE/s320/january+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRQF2uII/AAAAAAAAAQI/-XqLLna72yE/s1600-h/january+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352749351155842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRQF2uII/AAAAAAAAAQI/-XqLLna72yE/s320/january+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRGVinCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xaOYUDUW_Yg/s1600-h/january+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352746732592162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRGVinCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xaOYUDUW_Yg/s320/january+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfQssZtqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rdAd5FIzV1A/s1600-h/january+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352739849156258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfQssZtqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rdAd5FIzV1A/s320/january+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A few nights ago Bobby and I took Landon for a walk in the wagon. He decided that Big Ball needed to come. Landon is getting to the age where something from home has to come with us every time we leave the house. FUN FOR US! So we embarked on our journey. We had been cooped up in the house all day and the sky had finally cleared so we decided to get out for a minute before the sun when down. We walked down the street to parking lot to Landon run and play with "Big Ball" He loved it but he just doesn't seem old enough to be running and chasing a ball...thank your Father for my blessed family.  I love both of my men....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Purchased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-2805728808511686826?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2805728808511686826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=2805728808511686826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2805728808511686826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2805728808511686826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/pull-me-daddy.html' title='Pull Me Daddy!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzfRqhw2rI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CFkJiGxKlvE/s72-c/january+117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-887977276607647433</id><published>2009-01-25T15:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:45:30.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles, Elmo, and SHISHES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza8sfUOlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SDQcSVfvdq0/s1600-h/january+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347998150376018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza8sfUOlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SDQcSVfvdq0/s320/january+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza8Z6pugI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2vcflJhT2HE/s1600-h/january+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347993164757506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza8Z6pugI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2vcflJhT2HE/s320/january+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza78Ur-QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/oafwFNo9GN0/s1600-h/january+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347985220892930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza78Ur-QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/oafwFNo9GN0/s320/january+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza7s3uhuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ledVK9r0XXw/s1600-h/january+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347981072893666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza7s3uhuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ledVK9r0XXw/s320/january+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Landon loves bath time...at any time of the day you can ask him what he wants to do and he will repeat...bubbles, elmo, and shishes momma! You see landon thinks that every time the bath water is run...elmo and fish magically appear. This is the high light of his days...sad to say, i am so happy that my BOY loves to take baths...i know that this one day will change but for now i am enjoying it. The other night i took some pictures of him in the tub. He would play their for hours if i let him and he always gets very sad when i take him out. I think that after 45 minutes we should really get out but Landon almost wont have it.  Actually I think he would sleep there if i let him.  He also i never satisfied with the water when i turn it off.  He has learned how to turn it back on...big battle in my house.  SO i stay close and let him have little extra...because heaven knows that "  you can not swim like a fish  in only 2 inches of water"  Bobby sings this funny song about being clean...yea i know "bobby sings"  but anyways landon loves it and we just sit and laugh..my boy is growing to fast...Lord please slow these moments down..i don't want them to pass by to quickly.  Bathtime with Landon reminds me how we should be with our father when it is time to cleanse our hearts...Yes we as Christians need a Spiritual bath every now and again.  I think of the way it would feel if landon hated his bath..he would kick and scream, with me knowing all time that it was the right thing for him.  I would have a hard time getting him clean and making sure all the dirt was washed away.  SO let me ask you...are you kicking and screaming when your father tries to clean you up after a hard day or muddy fall?  and are you jerking about not letting him scrub off all the muck of the battles your fight every day.  When i give landon a bath i just want him to be clean and fresh...that is all your father wants for you.  He washes you with the word and the spirit.  Are you showering everyday or has it been a while?  Let your father "Sing to you" like bobby sings to landon and find your bubbles and enjoy your BATH...Landon always sleeps better after a good bath...so will you...be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Purchased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-887977276607647433?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/887977276607647433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=887977276607647433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/887977276607647433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/887977276607647433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/bubbles-elmo-and-shishes.html' title='Bubbles, Elmo, and SHISHES!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXza8sfUOlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SDQcSVfvdq0/s72-c/january+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-1759962040840796115</id><published>2009-01-25T15:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:29:35.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Date and Girls Night In</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;I guess you can say that landon had a dinner date with the baird girls this weekend...On Friday night, bobby and his guy buds went for a night at a cabin!  Gou guessed it the ladies and the kids settled in for some tv, mac &amp;amp; cheese, chicken strips, apple juice and play time...being a mom is so much fun. Landon loved playing with the girls. Kristen and Cass where there too and so was my friend Katie who is pregnant...The baird's mom was there emily and she is also expecting..i guess it is the thing to do..but i am going to wait a little while longer. Bryce was also there..i got some sweet snuggle time with him. It felt good to get some cuddling in with such a cutie pie..i guess the baby fever is starting with me too...but SHHHH don't tell bobby..Thanks girls i had a blast and i can not wait to do it again...and yes em..next time boys with kids and us out on the town... have a blessed week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX5-B5D-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bBIvuQAc34w/s1600-h/january+227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344652784308194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX5-B5D-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bBIvuQAc34w/s320/january+227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX5fgY8BI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6-sPYq1fgTk/s1600-h/january+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344644590727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX5fgY8BI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6-sPYq1fgTk/s320/january+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX48KFAxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LtGU3DjE-G8/s1600-h/january+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344635101905682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX48KFAxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LtGU3DjE-G8/s320/january+226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Purchased....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mheinze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-1759962040840796115?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1759962040840796115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=1759962040840796115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1759962040840796115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1759962040840796115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/dinner-date-and-girls-night-in.html' title='Dinner Date and Girls Night In'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SXzX5-B5D-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bBIvuQAc34w/s72-c/january+227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8652324575075119625</id><published>2009-01-03T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:04:14.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fireworks and grand-parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf7fn5nNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Xamihuwpx8o/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261069494557906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf7fn5nNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Xamihuwpx8o/s320/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf7HnkLNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Z7U0TmEJBFE/s1600-h/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261063050702034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf7HnkLNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Z7U0TmEJBFE/s320/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf6pYNL9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/aJeOSLcPG1Y/s1600-h/DSC01853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261054933217234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf6pYNL9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/aJeOSLcPG1Y/s320/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf6bcax2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/NfDbxMevkoA/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261051192788834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf6bcax2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/NfDbxMevkoA/s320/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf529dNYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wohoPETrmrs/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261041399248258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf529dNYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wohoPETrmrs/s320/DSC01846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason landon felt safer with his nae-nae there while we did fireworks.  We had a great time..i love all these new experiences with him..the last picture is with my grandparents..landon's great grandparents...mamaw and papaw..he loves these two..they took care of him from about 4 weeks to almost 4 months of age..they were life savers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purchased...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mheinze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-8652324575075119625?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8652324575075119625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8652324575075119625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8652324575075119625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8652324575075119625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireworks-and-grand-parents.html' title='fireworks and grand-parents'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAf7fn5nNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Xamihuwpx8o/s72-c/DSC01857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-1523824791115886580</id><published>2009-01-03T19:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:18:43.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXSMBQf8I/AAAAAAAAANw/SZ5il6auH6A/s1600-h/DSC02160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287251563764547522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXSMBQf8I/AAAAAAAAANw/SZ5il6auH6A/s320/DSC02160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXR2KIXmI/AAAAAAAAANo/nbXg8-y7TVI/s1600-h/DSC02271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287251557896183394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXR2KIXmI/AAAAAAAAANo/nbXg8-y7TVI/s320/DSC02271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXREBCqGI/AAAAAAAAANg/fJaG4olF0Ko/s1600-h/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287251544436287586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXREBCqGI/AAAAAAAAANg/fJaG4olF0Ko/s320/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXQ4ePhTI/AAAAAAAAANY/Q0lvmr4q87g/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287251541337539890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXQ4ePhTI/AAAAAAAAANY/Q0lvmr4q87g/s320/DSC02055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXQAdP_aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2pw5v2Bl7ds/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287251526300990882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXQAdP_aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2pw5v2Bl7ds/s320/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Landon to the City Park for some fun this afternoon...he had a blast.  I can not believe I almost have a 2 year old.  He is becoming very independent and it is breaking my heart.  He loved driving the car and the slide.  But I am almost positive that the swing was his favorite.  Hope you enjoy and I really wish you all could have heard the sweetest laughs he gave as he did all the different things.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purchased...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mheinze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-1523824791115886580?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1523824791115886580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=1523824791115886580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1523824791115886580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1523824791115886580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/playing-at-park.html' title='Playing at the Park'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SWAXSMBQf8I/AAAAAAAAANw/SZ5il6auH6A/s72-c/DSC02160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7260889183274671904</id><published>2008-12-29T08:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:27:32.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285779492013354194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVrccVaALNI/AAAAAAAAANI/TFdj7VMebuA/s320/2482939770_fd60185bfd_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVrcbwsx8zI/AAAAAAAAANA/o1W42rdEJCI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285779482160001842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVrcbwsx8zI/AAAAAAAAANA/o1W42rdEJCI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The holiday is over and i am busy getting my house back in order before the new year. This year has been so much fun and full of firsts. First birthdays, first steps, first words, first full nights sleep in a long time, first moments with my son that i will forever remeber. I also fell in love with my husband again this year. It is funny how every year I find new things there are to love about him. I also lost a friend for the first time this year. God opened my heart to new things and took old things away. I am left baffeled by the sheer amazing power of our Lord and Savior and that is why I am writing this. After Christmas I always end up picking up all the trash and just dumping it out in the bins behind the house, my "always in your business" grandma always urges me to save it all and use it next year and I laugh and think that would be ridiculous to try to wrap with the same paper next year and how unCOOL! But when i was reading the other day i stated to see my trash differently...i stated to look at my life and all the trash and mucky left overs I had just laying around my heart and my mind. I thought of how many times I have found myself just sitting around amist all this trash...and that i have waisted so much time surround by trash and there has to be a way to clean house in my own self too...Something cought my eye...John 6:12 " Gather up now the FRAGMENTS (the broken pieces that are left over), so that nothing will be waisted." i love that "SO THAT NOTHING WILL BE WAISTED!!" That is the key here..Nothing is waisted ever to God...he doesn't look at me and see the things i have not yet done..the house that isn't clean yet or the laundry that is pilled up waiting to be folded...he doesn't see that book i didn't finish or the flower bed i didn't weed...he just gathers up the left overs and makes something new..he lays new things before me to use what was left over and gives me new avenues to use those things not yet used. Remeber that nothing you do or go through is ever waisted in your life...IF YOU GIVE ALL YOUR cares to the Lord. If some of it looks like an abandoned old car...Jesus can reshape the peices into something beautiful. So if you find yourself at the end of your rope or even at the end of today and you feel like you only have little to give him...after all the dishes are done and babies are all asleep and your husband is full and watching tv...find a place and sacrifice the last little bit you have to give...let him have the last morsals of yourself everyday and watch him begin to take each thing...each piece of trash and design somethign miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purchased...mheinze&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/90220734156226232-7260889183274671904?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7260889183274671904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7260889183274671904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7260889183274671904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7260889183274671904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/teasured-trash.html' title='Treasured Trash'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVrccVaALNI/AAAAAAAAANI/TFdj7VMebuA/s72-c/2482939770_fd60185bfd_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-6093213570607735322</id><published>2008-12-27T20:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:55:52.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVbqezjojEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QBaeYmiXIAU/s1600-h/wise+men.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284669027722497090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVbqezjojEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QBaeYmiXIAU/s320/wise+men.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wise men....i am learning so much about wise men....a new thought of their dedication to the savior...think about it....i mean....when they saw the light (star) they didn't just say...boy that is such an amazing gift we are given..i will just wait for it to come to me and bless me....absolutely not..they said....A savior is born...we will GO to him ...we will search him out....we will SEEK him...the sought for him three years...when was the last time you searched for something for three years..or let alone a year. When i was young..i learned to lean on the promise that if i seek him then i will find him...if i seek him with my whole heart......the king james version says " He is a rewarder of them that DILIGENTLY seek him." Diligently...what a great word. Be hungry in your quest, be relentless in your pligrimage. let this hour be one of hundereds that we seek him...The wise men weren't just satisfied with angels...the weren't content with stars in the sky..neither should we..we should be like simeon...who longed to see him before he died...do like john and andrew did...ask for where he lives and go and find...imitate zacchaeus...risk your life to see Christ move. God rewards those that seek him..not those that seek doctorine, religion, or systems or creeds...don't settle for these lesser passions...WHAT WILL BE YOUR REWARD....HE IS ....what greater gift is there than that....NOTHING....i am sure thousands saw the star that night....think about how packed that city was...but only a few really sought him out....the ration between those that sought him and those that missed him is thousands to one....but the ratio between those that sought him and those that found him is ONE TO ONE!!!! Pretty good odds...All who sought him Found Him&lt;br /&gt;all i can say from all my ramblings...is to BE A SEEKER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;use the example of the wise me to remind you that we need to seek him out and truly discover who he is...this man that Hung on a limb for us to have life....Go out on a limb for him...he already has for you...i pray my thoughts stir hearts for the Glory of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchased....&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the typos...it is the last week of school..and i am a bit wild myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-6093213570607735322?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6093213570607735322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=6093213570607735322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6093213570607735322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6093213570607735322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/wise-men.html' title='Wise Men'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVbqezjojEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QBaeYmiXIAU/s72-c/wise+men.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7169064593838599154</id><published>2008-12-27T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:52:18.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>merry hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVbp2noEF5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/XTO9DmyWFb0/s1600-h/heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284668337325086610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 45px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 34px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SVbp2noEF5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/XTO9DmyWFb0/s320/heart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading about having a merry heart....Poverbs 17:22 (a merry heart does good...) and i realized how true this is..i mean think of time when you had to clean the house or Write a a paper and you turned on some good uplifting tunes to get the job done..the work seemed to fly by....i know this is true in my life..I used to work for a restaruant here in magnolia and late at night when we had to mop the floors we would lock the doors and Turn up the music..the work seemed not so bad..the other night...landon was sleeping and i had a lot of house work to finish before the next day so i turned on Matt Kearney on my Ipod and it seemed that in no time i was humming and doing my jobs with out grumbling...the joy of the lord is our stregnth..i love this because when we are singing we feel joy and so that means that we can face all things and be have energy and vitality because his joy is our strength....WE have a choice....we can complain through all we have to do or we can sing our way through. I have made my choice..make yours. Either way..we have to face mountains so you choose how you face them...but God has given us his stregth through his joy...FIND JOY&gt;...when landon and i have been at odds and he is not listening to me...then all i have to do is turn up the MUSIC and we can come to the same terms....&lt;br /&gt;I remember doing this with my mom as a young girl....SANDY PATTI&gt;......the joy that i felt then was unspeakable....so dance and glorify his name...all the while gaining joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7169064593838599154?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7169064593838599154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7169064593838599154' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3804491601156559019</id><published>2008-12-25T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T15:24:25.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas festivies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e6a55304d7a51304e413d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play Magic" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e6a55304d7a51304e413d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Landon had a wonderful Christmas....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-3804491601156559019?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3804491601156559019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2620080708587634359</id><published>2008-12-07T20:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:24:11.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e5463354e6a63784d773d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play Holiday Fun" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e5463354e6a63784d773d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8208087249350768621</id><published>2008-11-29T20:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:34:39.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to the BOOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJVhrXXUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/o2HEFkzTPIo/s1600-h/thanksgame+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274288379026431298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJVhrXXUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/o2HEFkzTPIo/s320/thanksgame+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJVH8O1xI/AAAAAAAAAMg/f2b1Uh--edQ/s1600-h/thanksgame+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274288372117853970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJVH8O1xI/AAAAAAAAAMg/f2b1Uh--edQ/s320/thanksgame+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJU6iuzdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RMgRiz_aghE/s1600-h/thanksgame+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274288368521235922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJU6iuzdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RMgRiz_aghE/s320/thanksgame+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJUaStnNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v0RjaIp1jKU/s1600-h/thanksgame+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274288359864114386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJUaStnNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v0RjaIp1jKU/s320/thanksgame+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJUPACyPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rgzpqoC-s24/s1600-h/thanksgame+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274288356833020146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJUPACyPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rgzpqoC-s24/s320/thanksgame+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;WELL we just got back from Little Rock. We went to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LSU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arkansas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;play for the beloved BOOT  and Bragging Rights for the next year. Let me tell you that we had the most fun...We were truly a Car Divided. Molly and Todd were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;team and Bobby and I were the blessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The trip there was the most fun and then the game was spectacular. Even up to the very last second both teams were fighting for the win. It could not have been more fun. Thank you Todd and Molly for sharing this with us. I know that Bobby and I will always remember it...and I also think that we started a new tradition...I just hope that next year it wont be so cold and WET...my feet are still trying to dry out. I can not wait ....when it will all GO DOWN AGAIN...here are some pictures of our "road Trip" and the game...enjoy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-8208087249350768621?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8208087249350768621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8208087249350768621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8208087249350768621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8208087249350768621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/road-trip-to-boot.html' title='Road Trip to the BOOT'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/STIJVhrXXUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/o2HEFkzTPIo/s72-c/thanksgame+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-6131455212420142624</id><published>2008-11-23T19:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:53:25.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkeys, Indians, Pilgrims, and a really Long Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoWic6YMCI/AAAAAAAAALo/YpBE_ADyYzc/s1600-h/THANKS+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051094922997794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoWic6YMCI/AAAAAAAAALo/YpBE_ADyYzc/s320/THANKS+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoWhoOpA7I/AAAAAAAAALg/WhIQXSvPAOM/s1600-h/THANKS+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051080780907442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoWhoOpA7I/AAAAAAAAALg/WhIQXSvPAOM/s320/THANKS+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV69uC4aI/AAAAAAAAALY/fYnHlcLu420/s1600-h/THANKS+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050416534872482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV69uC4aI/AAAAAAAAALY/fYnHlcLu420/s320/THANKS+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV6u2Mu7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/EnTR2H1Nnn4/s1600-h/THANKS+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050412542540722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV6u2Mu7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/EnTR2H1Nnn4/s320/THANKS+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV6ViqHTI/AAAAAAAAALI/Y5jwj0Z9F9g/s1600-h/THANKS+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050405749693746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoV6ViqHTI/AAAAAAAAALI/Y5jwj0Z9F9g/s320/THANKS+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJWdmtzwI/AAAAAAAAALA/ynV5_ey42EQ/s1600-h/THANKS+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272036595299372802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJWdmtzwI/AAAAAAAAALA/ynV5_ey42EQ/s320/THANKS+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJWPfDMxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yglNB3I_MiQ/s1600-h/THANKS+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272036591509123858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJWPfDMxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yglNB3I_MiQ/s320/THANKS+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJVCHFN7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/dOM9lN7c3wU/s1600-h/THANKS+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272036570739062706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoJVCHFN7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/dOM9lN7c3wU/s320/THANKS+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Feasting is such a great way to celebrate the Thanksgiving season. On Friday Landon invited me to come to a feast at his school. I was delighted that my boss's daughter is in the same room so we went together...what a blessing...So I got there and my eyes nearly jumped out of my head...picture this....a table was set in Thanksgiving finery all the way down the hall. Then entire day-care was going to attend the Feast. At his place setting was name plate with his name on it and a place mat that was decorated by him for this occassion...There was also a little turkey statue he made and a picture of him working on these projects. I was in awe at the thought that went into making this feast so special...Well I went into Landon's Classroom and there was the cutest bunch of little indians i have ever seen. They were also wearing very large painting smocks...thank you for helping to keep our clothes so clean...We went to the feast and as i looked down the VERY LONG table i noticed that all kids sitting on Landon's side of the table were dressed like indians and all the kids on the other side were...you guessed it Pilgrims...it was so cute...i even got a picture of Landon bowing his head and folding his hands for the prayer...it was an experience i will never forget...and the food was amazing...turkey, dressing, cranberry sauce, green beans, mac and cheese, rolls, you name it it was there...thank you ccc for all your amazing work with my son....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc6600;"&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-6131455212420142624?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6131455212420142624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=6131455212420142624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6131455212420142624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6131455212420142624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkeys-indians-pilgrims-and-really.html' title='Turkeys, Indians, Pilgrims, and a really Long Table'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSoWic6YMCI/AAAAAAAAALo/YpBE_ADyYzc/s72-c/THANKS+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-6343640571106238007</id><published>2008-11-16T20:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:45:54.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordained</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDayPxd6WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/piNwcta_PEo/s1600-h/ord+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269452120785807714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDayPxd6WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/piNwcta_PEo/s320/ord+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1iulwWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mvQuWVZAkbs/s1600-h/ord+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269451077901992290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1iulwWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mvQuWVZAkbs/s320/ord+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1fyDMPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dl6h8temu7Q/s1600-h/ord+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269451077111197938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1fyDMPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dl6h8temu7Q/s320/ord+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1OrwxrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Cjz7LkLACN8/s1600-h/ord+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269451072521422514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDZ1OrwxrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Cjz7LkLACN8/s320/ord+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My husband Bobby was ordained by our church today...It was a great service. We both got up and gave our testimonies to the church and then they prayed over him and set him aside for God's Service. I am so blessed to married to such an amazing man of God. He makes being a submissive wife a joy. As I watched him today I realized that I am truly amazed at the sheer power and planning of Our Lord. I also realize that I wasn't called to the ministery but I was called to be Bobby's wife. So I will stand beside my husband with support and embark on what ever this journey may hold. Here are a few pictures from after the service...our family came and joined in on the celebration. After we got home..Landon and Bobby did what I am almost sure all men do after church on Sundays...Take off thier shirts and go take a nap...It was a blessed day at the Heinze House today. Pray for Bobby as he seeks God's plan for our life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-6343640571106238007?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6343640571106238007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=6343640571106238007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6343640571106238007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/6343640571106238007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/ordained.html' title='Ordained'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SSDayPxd6WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/piNwcta_PEo/s72-c/ord+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-4461642818794941577</id><published>2008-11-14T20:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:44:08.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween: Yes Two Weeks Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR43AqOhZrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e5Nwha8JJ2c/s1600-h/SCHOOL+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709098544785074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR43AqOhZrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e5Nwha8JJ2c/s200/SCHOOL+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR43AReBOwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NgNxV_m5aGc/s1600-h/SCHOOL+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709091898899202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR43AReBOwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NgNxV_m5aGc/s200/SCHOOL+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42_jmWOxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Yje9JAxGbeM/s1600-h/101_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709079585798930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42_jmWOxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Yje9JAxGbeM/s200/101_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42_Q6deMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2AI1K-lhJJM/s1600-h/101_1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709074569885890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42_Q6deMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2AI1K-lhJJM/s200/101_1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42K5S26pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Nnn-sUCAoe8/s1600-h/101_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708174876568210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR42K5S26pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Nnn-sUCAoe8/s200/101_1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR41olm_iKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XG4glue7i3A/s1600-h/101_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268707585476757666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR41olm_iKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XG4glue7i3A/s200/101_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;So i know it has been two weeks since Halloween..but you have to understand my life to know that this is completely normal to for me to have waited this long....So Landon went this year as a Sock Monkey...and he loved it...I planned this out very carefully...I found my constume about two months ago and then i laid a very strategic plan to make him fall in love with the "Sock Monkey"..1st i bought a traditional sock monkey and introduced Landon to it as a new best friend...So for about two weeks we ate with him, slept with him, had him in the bathroom while we took baths, and even let him ride in a seat belt in the car...Landon became inseperable fromt SOCKO-the monkey...We also learned to sign the word Monkey-thanks to emily who introduced us to "signing time". Then It CAME: the costume...and how he loved it...next to make sure he would want to wear it on Halloween..we began wearing it everyday...and GUESS WHAT IT WORKED.....he loved wearing it and thought he was something else...We trick-or-treated with our cousins Ella and Isaiah or better know as "little bo Peep" and Batman...enjoy our pictures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;mheinze....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;p.s. I know realize that this was way to much thought giving to a costume..but it is my first and i will never again be able to plan to much...so i am taking advantage of it....Also one more thing...landon named our pumpkine Dae-Dae after his favortie uncle or maybe it just reminded of David...who knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/90220734156226232-4461642818794941577?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4461642818794941577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=4461642818794941577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4461642818794941577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4461642818794941577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-yes-two-weeks-later.html' title='Halloween: Yes Two Weeks Later'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SR43AqOhZrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e5Nwha8JJ2c/s72-c/SCHOOL+106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-4902178037788054730</id><published>2008-11-11T17:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:30:34.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SRoVHjb7HAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QdBhCFh-8ic/s1600-h/SCHOOL+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267545933678844930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SRoVHjb7HAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QdBhCFh-8ic/s200/SCHOOL+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok maybe sleeping instead...Bobby and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary this last weekend...we spent 3 days and 2 nights at our Cabin on the Red River...between horatio and foreman, AR...yea it is in the middle of now where...NO phone, NO TV, NO internet...boy it was was great...here is a glimpse at what we did the most....SLEEP...it was great...we left landon with my sister...it was the first time have been away since he was born...almost 2 years ago...Much Needed.....I have the best husband ever....no doubt about it....mheinze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-4902178037788054730?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4902178037788054730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=4902178037788054730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4902178037788054730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4902178037788054730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-years-and-counting.html' title='4 years and counting...'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SRoVHjb7HAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QdBhCFh-8ic/s72-c/SCHOOL+119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-62387157876161914</id><published>2008-11-05T09:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:32:41.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds She Must Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Over the last few days I found myself analyzing and re-analyzing my life and the life of my Dear Friend Jill. Last night was the visitation for her and you would have been amazed. Bobby and I headed over to El Dorado in a very quiet car (no words seem to even do the situation justice). We arrived about 30 minutes or so after it stated and found a very long line. It made me smile because i realized that Jill's impact was not just on my life but those all round me as well as people I have never met. We waited in line for about hour and half to go into the chapel where she lay. The line was full of humorous stories and tearful hugs, quite moments and glances that spoke a thousand words with out saying a thing. As I gazed on the 400+ people I noticed one thing...there were people from every race, every class, every age, every denomination, there people from different countries. And it reminded me of something that Jill had said to me once. I know that my words wont quite do it justice but I pray that through my ramblings you will see what I noticed from Jill....about a year ago or so Jill and I were talking about a mission trip and we were thinking about worshiping with others from another country. We talked about how our goal should be to make sure that all know and understand the love and glory of our Father. We talked about how we were commissioned to be the feet for God and go when he calls us. Jill made a comment about the fact that when we get to heaven it will be like a worship service where all speak different languages but all understand one another. She talked about the gathering of the saints and how those saints wont necessarily be from the same tongue, tribe, or nation. So as i looked at the crowd last night i noticed that we were all from different tribes, tongues, and even nations..she had fullfilled her goal...I smiled because I thought of Jill worshiping with saints today in Heaven...and what that must look like...I thought of all the sounds she is hearing from the constant swooshing of the angel's wings beating, to the hymns of praises that are being sung in every language and how that must sound. I thought of the light that must envelop her...you know the light we all saw deep in her heart...it is now radiating from her so brightly..........how in this light she doesn't squint but looks brightly at our Father....she is not only hearing the music of Heaven but she is part of the Music in Heaven. I picture her surrounded by His presence and how every sense she has is exaggerated by the glory she has now come to know. And I began to realize that Jill has won the prize...she is home and is where she has longed to be forever. She has gained and we have lost...but we can find joy in her victory for she defeated Satan and made it home to our Father. Every tear I have shed as been because of our loss....the smile I feel is for her victory...Well Done Jill...I pray that I can run this race the way you did...that i can find the courage you did, and that I love God with the same passion and dedication that you did....enjoy dear Jill and we she see you again.....Let the Heavenly music ring through you and glorify Our God with all that you have wanted too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-62387157876161914?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/62387157876161914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=62387157876161914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/62387157876161914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/62387157876161914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/sounds-she-must-hear.html' title='The Sounds She Must Hear'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-4577781454609970186</id><published>2008-11-02T17:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:24:32.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Today i lost a dear friend. She was in a car wreck in pine bluff yesturday afternoon and was air lifted to UAMS last night..on my way to pine bluff i was told they were transporting her so i came back home to wait for the news. Jill Atteberry was 34 years old and an amazing person. Her husband Scott is the pastor a Wyatt Baptist Church in ElDorado AR. Bobby and Scott have been friends for Years so obviously Jill and I became instant friends about 5 years ago. We went through a lot together...we both were minister's wives and had lots to talk about in that area but we also shared another bond with one another. Although Jill understood it much more than i did...Jill and I both became pregnent at the same time with what would have been my first child about 2 years ago...but needless to say we both lost our babies within days of each other...this bond tied us together for life...you see jill had such faith during this time that gave me the courage to go on because...her faith was unchanged and she knew the plan was to glorify the father. Well the next time i got pregnant i carried but that didn't stop her from loving my son and she knew that God had a plan....last winter it happened jill got pregnant and carried..in August her baby boy bryce was born...she finally was a mom...we finally had our boys together....she was a natural mom. I have never seen her so happy. About a month ago she and scott and Baby Bryce came over and i gave her all Landon's clothes we laughed about how we were both moms of boys and we had so many plans for play dates and checking out their girlfriends. About two weeks ago we saw them in ElChicos in Eldorado...my mom and my whole family got he chance to meet the enchanting family. they got to see the infectious smile and laughter of my good friend Jill....needless to say that was the last time would see my Jill alive...i wished i would have known that ...i would have hugged her a little longer and told her one more time how much she meant to me...but i didn't....boy the wishes i have wished over the last few hours...well here is the story of the wreck....about 2 saturday we got a call that the family had been in a wreck..scott and bryce were ok the were both buckled in the car...Jill had been taking care of bryce so she was not buckled up... on impact she was thrown from the car...she recieved massive head trauma and was unresponsive at the scene....she recieved CPR and was taken Pine Bluff hospital they were able to get her in stable but criticle condition and air lifted her to UAMS in little rock...there they were able to fix a bleeding liver and bruised kidneys. All the while Jill stayed in a Coma. At 2 am they started testing her brain and its injuries...at 7 am this morning Jill was pronounced dead...they kept her on the Vent untill about 9:30 so she could give the gift of life to others...all organs were donated....this is just like Jill...always giving. The earth lost a great warrior Today and the next few days, weeks, months, and years will be lonely without her...and baby bryce...only two precious months with this amazing mother...not at all long enough...so i write because Jill has impacted my life so much i wanted to share her story with you....Pray for Scott and Bryce as the learn to live without her and pray for their church as they grieve this great loss....the only hope i have is that our Father is in total control and nothing happens outside of his will.....so take heart and know that my sweet Jill is in heaven with her unborn rocking and holding them and calling them by name......and God is looking at Jill and saying "Well done my Good and Faithful Sevant."&lt;br /&gt;love to all...&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-4577781454609970186?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4577781454609970186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=4577781454609970186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4577781454609970186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/4577781454609970186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/goodbye-my-dear-friend.html' title='Goodbye My Dear Friend'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8791830329900789825</id><published>2008-09-26T19:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:38:56.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly School Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUKcKR6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Br7_wxaN7jc/s1600-h/landon+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250493824472074146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUKcKR6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Br7_wxaN7jc/s200/landon+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUGAgreI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1337OtyVcww/s1600-h/landon+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250493823282359778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUGAgreI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1337OtyVcww/s200/landon+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUYPMF1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lF8xB35YkDw/s1600-h/landon+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was silly day at Landon's School..I don't think i really have to explain...Landon loves school and his teacher Mrs. Mary (aka Mar Mar) is amazing...we are thankful and blessed to have the chance to be her room....She is an answer to our prayers for someone to be there to love our baby boy while we HAVE TOO work. So thank you mary for all you do...and also the love of Landon's life is in his room...she is a cutie pie and we can not get there or leave with out giving her hugs and kisses....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mheinze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-8791830329900789825?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8791830329900789825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8791830329900789825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8791830329900789825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8791830329900789825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/silly-school-day.html' title='Silly School Day'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN2AUKcKR6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Br7_wxaN7jc/s72-c/landon+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3261029393543559135</id><published>2008-09-26T18:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:32:05.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-QMBuIEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kRY9sPq_XC0/s1600-h/landon+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250491557155315778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-QMBuIEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kRY9sPq_XC0/s200/landon+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-QTo_caI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CrGXr9DdExw/s1600-h/landon+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250491559199076770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-QTo_caI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CrGXr9DdExw/s200/landon+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-Qr7v_YI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5OzolvMwHY0/s1600-h/landon+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250491565720206722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-Qr7v_YI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5OzolvMwHY0/s200/landon+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18ToXvQRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/lI6ZPubIgn8/s1600-h/landon+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18T_wEW5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5A-yO940OXk/s1600-h/landon+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250489423556270994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18T_wEW5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5A-yO940OXk/s200/landon+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UeSA-QI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xlzveiBsOuU/s1600-h/landon+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250489431751719170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UeSA-QI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xlzveiBsOuU/s200/landon+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UQUScqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PgcsDu1MnDg/s1600-h/landon+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250489428003156642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UQUScqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PgcsDu1MnDg/s200/landon+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UrM015I/AAAAAAAAAG8/p3oPszTylxk/s1600-h/landon+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250489435219613586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN18UrM015I/AAAAAAAAAG8/p3oPszTylxk/s200/landon+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Night was Science night at Landon's School...So Bobby and I ran home after work and ate a VERY quick bite...and headed to the blessed event...Although we were very tired it turned out to be very fun...Landon had a great time...we tasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; and smelled new foods..brushed baby dolls teeth. We colored butterflies, played "sink or float", looked through magnifying glasses, saw FISHIES, hermit Crabs, Snakes, rats, and even a baby alligator. The final thing of our evening was a "Human Bubble", needless to say landon and I climbed in and where inside a huge bubble. I am pretty sure that Landon will most likely go into the science profession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/90220734156226232-3261029393543559135?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3261029393543559135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3261029393543559135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3261029393543559135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3261029393543559135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/science-night.html' title='Science Night'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN1-QMBuIEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kRY9sPq_XC0/s72-c/landon+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7900662913573203155</id><published>2008-09-26T18:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:50:10.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Litter Republican!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11EFJx-QI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uW5Y-cMpshU/s1600-h/landon+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250481453546993922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11EFJx-QI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uW5Y-cMpshU/s200/landon+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11ELxRTuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QRqsonunq5s/s1600-h/landon+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250481455323238114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11ELxRTuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QRqsonunq5s/s200/landon+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11EdCzmDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JttvjHw38h8/s1600-h/landon+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250481459960191026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11EdCzmDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JttvjHw38h8/s200/landon+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11Ek3Bw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gOmE0iMv4w4/s1600-h/landon+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250481462058271714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11Ek3Bw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gOmE0iMv4w4/s200/landon+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Landon went to his first Republican Event...he loved it. They had the cutest little Toy Elephant that a GOP Necklace on...He rode it forever...And they had our favorite thing in the world....BALLOONS...(landon's words BABOONS)...he will learn in kindergarten what the difference is I promise....anyways he was in heaven...now every time we pass by the Republican Headquarters he Signs Elephant and calls out "BABOONS MOMMA)....we have been signing with Landon for about a year now...and he is really catching on....it is amazing that he can remember that we saw the elephant and the balloons there and sign them to me....My SON IS SO THE SMARTEST EVER....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7900662913573203155?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7900662913573203155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7900662913573203155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7900662913573203155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7900662913573203155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-litter-republican.html' title='My Litter Republican!!!'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SN11EFJx-QI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uW5Y-cMpshU/s72-c/landon+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2686947920386893809</id><published>2008-09-21T21:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:47:35.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>County Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC1lXsE2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dk1cX2iQGAo/s1600-h/n748565836_1823384_3212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667010311394146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC1lXsE2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dk1cX2iQGAo/s200/n748565836_1823384_3212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC1wYHqyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zCQ76qI5GSo/s1600-h/n748565836_1823368_7388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667013265992482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC1wYHqyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zCQ76qI5GSo/s200/n748565836_1823368_7388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC17LIPTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OasbHV_6aj0/s1600-h/n748565836_1823380_1744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667016164293938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC17LIPTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OasbHV_6aj0/s200/n748565836_1823380_1744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC2TG1tJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TsHissgqR6Y/s1600-h/n748565836_1823377_681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248667022588753042" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcCSd4fYfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uHwJQdMWwqw/s200/fair+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcCS3a-M1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/b9XtQyDiqRo/s1600-h/fair+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248666413861581650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcCS3a-M1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/b9XtQyDiqRo/s200/fair+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcCTCLknLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LFBgRFG7zw4/s1600-h/fair+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248666416749780146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcCTCLknLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LFBgRFG7zw4/s200/fair+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YEA...We had a great time the County Fair...it was a blast...landon was finally old enough to ride some of the rides...we rode the big slide 8 times and the carosel along with the fairiswheel....it was a time to remember... Landon also made his debut as a Follies Orphan...as Molly and I walked in the Parade with the Magnolia Jr. Charity League. 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Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SNcC1lXsE2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dk1cX2iQGAo/s72-c/n748565836_1823384_3212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-9164629028203773686</id><published>2008-09-15T20:35:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:11:34.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIP TO NAE NAE's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SM8OoRWT9GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0m_pLdxpExE/s1600-h/fair+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246428175924458594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SM8OpXlUebI/AAAAAAAAAEk/989RJRVRjtk/s1600-h/fair+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246428194777889202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SM8OpXlUebI/AAAAAAAAAEk/989RJRVRjtk/s200/fair+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246428201293099218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SM8Opv2qsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ooEBRwNk2e4/s200/fair+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well Landon and I went to visit my mom, Nae Nae...We had a great time although IKE was roaring through and we had to spend much of the time in the Hotel Room...Don't worry Landon found plenty to get his hands on...After a trip to Wal-Mart for landon's favorite (animal cookies) and Nae's Favorite (Coke) we were all set for the weekend...Landon enjoyed the lugage cart and the ice the machine the best...and he loved having Nae give him a bath....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;As you can tell...Nae Nae is a great bath giver...we loved spending some much needed time with her and can not wait till our next trip..enjoy our pictures, they really do tell the story of our trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4ee4c48220c70f4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SM8OoRWT9GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0m_pLdxpExE/s72-c/fair+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2718154713939531829</id><published>2008-08-25T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:52:31.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie Grant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg4R1AhuI/AAAAAAAAADc/R3mS_cZuF9M/s1600-h/august+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637311536695010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg4R1AhuI/AAAAAAAAADc/R3mS_cZuF9M/s200/august+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg4uDQ39I/AAAAAAAAADk/Nt9v5fqSORY/s1600-h/august+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637319112679378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg4uDQ39I/AAAAAAAAADk/Nt9v5fqSORY/s200/august+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg47yWxRI/AAAAAAAAADs/ffE0AVK2mJ4/s1600-h/august+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637322799858962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg47yWxRI/AAAAAAAAADs/ffE0AVK2mJ4/s200/august+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg5QysEHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qEzixiztszc/s1600-h/august+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637328438399090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg5QysEHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qEzixiztszc/s200/august+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg5nwG1HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Ge1TTcSIbM/s1600-h/august+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637334601585778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg5nwG1HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Ge1TTcSIbM/s200/august+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last night my sister-in-law Stacy and I went to see Natalie Grant in concert...my little sister Molly gave me two tickets...which was an amazing gift...so stacy and i left our kids at home with our amazing husbands and headed off to dinner and a nice (kid-free) night....we had a ball...the concert was amazing..Natalie Grant had such an amazing testimony and quickly reminded me that perfection is something that i will ever achieve but the perfect God still sees me as beautiful and just right exactly how i am. She also made a comment that i will constantly agree with...Chuch is not a museum it is a hospital for the sick and hurting to come for healing...remember that the next time you walk into the doors of your church..and check out her website : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliegrant.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.nataliegrant.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt; ... i pray that you are as blessed as i was by this woman and her incredible faith....and thank you molly for giving me the chance to go....and thank you stacy for being my sounding board the whole night...love you both so much....mh p.s. 2 empty chairs opened for Natalie Grant and they were amamzing as well...stacy and i were sitting next to their bass player's grandparents so we took chance to get our picture taked with him...this is Joshua...he was really talented as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-2718154713939531829?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2718154713939531829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=2718154713939531829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2718154713939531829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/2718154713939531829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/natalie-grant.html' title='Natalie Grant'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNg4R1AhuI/AAAAAAAAADc/R3mS_cZuF9M/s72-c/august+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-183594733979584267</id><published>2008-08-23T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:45:17.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours, Mine, and Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDLLV7fQcI/AAAAAAAAADM/m1hscIf5M-I/s1600-h/august+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237909762357543362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDLLV7fQcI/AAAAAAAAADM/m1hscIf5M-I/s200/august+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDLLmG9GWI/AAAAAAAAADU/xAdgrSG8kfg/s1600-h/june+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237909766700603746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDLLmG9GWI/AAAAAAAAADU/xAdgrSG8kfg/s200/june+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/90220734156226232-183594733979584267?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/183594733979584267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=183594733979584267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/183594733979584267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/183594733979584267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/yours-mine-and-ours.html' title='Yours, Mine, and Ours'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDLLV7fQcI/AAAAAAAAADM/m1hscIf5M-I/s72-c/august+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7537316860446718943</id><published>2008-08-23T21:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:51:39.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDHQ8yXFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oTdNHcP6m6E/s1600-h/august+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237905460641076322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDHQ8yXFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oTdNHcP6m6E/s200/august+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDHROSrABI/AAAAAAAAADE/df0dChBZL2M/s1600-h/august+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237905465340002322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDHROSrABI/AAAAAAAAADE/df0dChBZL2M/s200/august+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well it has all started back...we started back to school on monday and trust me it is just as bad for teachers. Landon and i took our showers, got dressed, ate our waffels, and packed our lunch and then the time had come. We both put our brave faces on, daddy took our picture and we were out the door. Landon talked as always all the way to school and i just listened and tried to get a word when i could. I was expecting him to have a nuclear meltdown so i was bracing myself for the worst...to my surprise he walked right in and started playing..with no time for mommy...my feelings were so hurt. I mean i have been there every moment so far...and now he didn't have time for me. All i needed was one more hug and kiss...but no sir...not from my sweet baby boy...he was acting like a big boy now...don't worry just as i was about to fall completely apart and have that nuclear Meltdown i was waiting on...landon's girlfriend came and wrapped her arms around me and squeezed.....it was just what i needed...thanks to MKB...i could make i through my day.......although a tear or two was shed...all is well and landon has yet to needt o hug me when i leave him..i guess i should consider my self lucky.....my heart still hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7537316860446718943?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7537316860446718943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7537316860446718943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7537316860446718943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7537316860446718943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDHQ8yXFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oTdNHcP6m6E/s72-c/august+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8506548724985708968</id><published>2008-08-23T21:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:52:28.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POLICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDE9b2A2MI/AAAAAAAAACs/EwNM-KIvXew/s1600-h/august+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902926357256386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDE9b2A2MI/AAAAAAAAACs/EwNM-KIvXew/s320/august+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDE9zeDwBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8nk2kH2utB0/s1600-h/august+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902932699234322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDE9zeDwBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8nk2kH2utB0/s320/august+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Landon has discovered that he wants to become a Policeman when he grows up...he is now practicing by driving his little police car (thanks to our cousin Isaiah) and making a siren sound as he drives around the house...His new teacher at school just happens to have a policeman's hat in her hat chest...which landon now wears everyday...i am so pround to know my son is protecting us at home...who needs a watch dog!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-8506548724985708968?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8506548724985708968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=8506548724985708968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8506548724985708968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/8506548724985708968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/police.html' title='POLICE'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDE9b2A2MI/AAAAAAAAACs/EwNM-KIvXew/s72-c/august+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3111473144017876969</id><published>2008-08-23T21:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:51:45.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOY TORNADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNhlSIgfdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KiNIp58xKnQ/s1600-h/101_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238638084712594898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLNhlSIgfdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KiNIp58xKnQ/s200/101_1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDDls9bhBI/AAAAAAAAACk/YG3o-2USp0E/s1600-h/101_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237901419123278866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SLDDls9bhBI/AAAAAAAAACk/YG3o-2USp0E/s320/101_1030.JPG" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Well it all started because my husband is now on daddy duty on Monday Nights while I teach bible study. We meet at our house so bobby and landon have to go eat and kill some time until we are finished with our meeting. I never hesitate to send them out on these little adventures...i mean they need daddy-son time as much as i need some time with the girls. It has been going too wonderful i guess because this particular monday bobby decided to take landon to wal-mart after they ate at the local resturaunt. I reminded bobby that landon really didn't need a toy with a lot of pieces and to make sure he checked the age requirements before he bought something (another story another time). With a kiss and hug they were off on their weekly adventure. After bible study i hear the door open and little footsteps come running...there was my sweet boy dancing and yelling very loudyl BALL, BALL....if you have ever met my child this is his favorite word....well then in comes my husband and the TOY (you know the one that everyone dreads getting) A BAG FULL OF 100 BALLS ( the kind that belong in a ball pit somewhere other than my house). Needless to say i have spent the last week constantly picking up these brightly colored balls all over my house. It seems useless because as soon as i get them put up...my little TOY TORNADO flys through the air and BOOM they are all out AGAIN...THANK YOU BOBBY FOR SUCH A THOUGHTFUL GIFT!!!!! 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-3164827142298745575</id><published>2008-06-30T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:47:21.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Character of God</title><content type='html'>God's Character Revealed in the Bible:&lt;br /&gt;(Not my words but incredible)&lt;br /&gt;In Genesis, He's the breath of life&lt;br /&gt;In Exodus, He is the Passover Lamb&lt;br /&gt;In Leviticus, He's our high priest&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers, the fire by night&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy, He's Israel’s Guide&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, He’s salvation's choice&lt;br /&gt;Judges, He’s Israel’s Guard&lt;br /&gt;In Ruth, the kinsmen's redeemer&lt;br /&gt;1st and 2nd Samuel, our trusted prophet&lt;br /&gt;In Kings and Chronicles He is Sovereign&lt;br /&gt;In Ezra, He’s the true and faithful scribe&lt;br /&gt;In Nehemiah, the re-builder of broken walls and lives&lt;br /&gt;In Esther, He’s Mordecai's courage&lt;br /&gt;In Job, the timeless redeemer&lt;br /&gt;In Psalms He is our morning song&lt;br /&gt;In Proverbs, He is our wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes, He's the time and season&lt;br /&gt;In Song of Solomon, He is the lover's dream&lt;br /&gt;In Isaiah He is Prince of Peace&lt;br /&gt;In Jeremiah, the weeping prophet&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations, the cry for Israel&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel, the call from sin&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, the stranger in the fire&lt;br /&gt;Hosea, the forever faithful&lt;br /&gt;Joel, the spirit’s power&lt;br /&gt;Amos, the strong-arms that carry&lt;br /&gt;Obadiah, the Lord our Savior&lt;br /&gt;Jonah, the great missionary&lt;br /&gt;Micah, the promise of peace&lt;br /&gt;Nahum, our strength and shield&lt;br /&gt;In Habakkuk and Zephaniah, He's brings revival&lt;br /&gt;In Haggai He restores that which was lost&lt;br /&gt;IN Zachariah, He’s our fountain&lt;br /&gt;And in Malachi, He's the son of righteousness rising with healing in His wings&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT’S JUST THE OLD TESTAMENT&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew Mark Luke and John, He is God and Messiah&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit filled book of Acts, He is the reigning fire from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;In Romans, He is the grace of God&lt;br /&gt;Corinthians, the power of love&lt;br /&gt;Galatians, freedom from the curse of sin&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians, our glorious treasure&lt;br /&gt;Philippians, the servant's heart&lt;br /&gt;Colossians, He’s God and the trinity Thessalonians, our calling King&lt;br /&gt;In Timothy, Titus and Philemon, He's our mediator and our faithful pastor&lt;br /&gt;In Hebrews, the everlasting courage&lt;br /&gt;In James, the one who heals the sick&lt;br /&gt;In 1st and 2nd Peter, our faithful shepherd&lt;br /&gt;In John and Jude, He's the lover coming for His bride&lt;br /&gt;AND in the Revelation, in the very end, when it’s all over, said and done, when time is NO MORE. He is and will always be the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, Prince of Peace, son of Man, Lamb of God, The Great I am, Alpha and Omega, God and Savior&lt;br /&gt;He is Jesus Christ the Lord&lt;br /&gt;HE IS EVERYTHING THAT YOU NEED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-3164827142298745575?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3164827142298745575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=3164827142298745575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3164827142298745575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/3164827142298745575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/character-of-god.html' title='The Character of God'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-7348976582913187929</id><published>2008-04-26T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:47:58.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pucker up baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well Landon has officailly discovered other women!!! up until this point in his life I have been the object of his affection. Well i have been replaced...i guess you could say that i have been dreading this day since he was born just 14 short months ago...and i thought it would be a lot later in his life...but i was worng..it has finally happened. It went down like this...we went to dinner at a friends house last week. We ha a lot of fun and Landon was as usally clinging to my legs and holding tight to my side. During dinner i noticed that something had grabbed his attention at the other end of the table. i looked and too my surprise there she was....an older women...she smiled and flirted and then i knew we were introuble. After dinner i noticed him trying to play with her more..you know the flirty play....take her toy then run to see if she chased..they went back an forth...then it happend...when we were just about to leave Landon decided it was time to make his move... He planted a big wet one on her lips...my heart crumpled....i just hope that he waits a while before he decieds to ask her father to date her....bless all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;mh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193734883045595362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SBPaW8l82OI/AAAAAAAAABY/s9yrtKjeyB0/s320/pucker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-7348976582913187929?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7348976582913187929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=7348976582913187929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7348976582913187929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/7348976582913187929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/pucker-up-baby.html' title='pucker up baby'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/SBPaW8l82OI/AAAAAAAAABY/s9yrtKjeyB0/s72-c/pucker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5992813683888492341</id><published>2008-04-15T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:02:45.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic Days</title><content type='html'>Well Spring has sprung here in the south so it is time for Picnics and Playing out side...but you see i have a toddler...i mean he is only one and very curious...so as we enbark on our first picnic as a family of three we wonder what new things he will find to fill his curiosity...SO GOOD LUCK TO US...and I will most certainly let you know how it turns out...love to all&lt;br /&gt;mheinze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5992813683888492341?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5992813683888492341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5992813683888492341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5992813683888492341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5992813683888492341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/picnic-days.html' title='Picnic Days'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-1505382977433168227</id><published>2008-04-14T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:24:55.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEA FOR THE START OF NEW WEEK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  I know that Monday can sometimes be very dreadful but you know what...if it weren't for Mondays we would never have Fridays.  If we never started our weeks then they could never end...so hooray for Monday...and know that Friday is only a few short days away...love to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-1505382977433168227?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1505382977433168227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=1505382977433168227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1505382977433168227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/1505382977433168227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/mondays.html' title='Mondays'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-5299636703025810331</id><published>2008-04-13T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:49:54.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUNDAYS'/><title type='text'>SUNDAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well it is Sunday again and if you have ever held a job in ministry or had a close family member in it  you will most certainly understand what i am talking about...Every day of the week is hard enough when you work a full time job and have a baby at home. Not to mention all the going and comings  you do during the week.  But Sundays are sometimes the hardest.  I mean you jump up and feed yoru family breakfast...rush and try to get to church on time then go eat and maybe get a quick nap and then run to chior practice and back to church...next will come the weekly bible classes then maybe home just in time to get the little ones down for bed.  In all of that sometimes we forget the real purpose of it.  I mean THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE DAY OF WHAT?   OH YEA REST!!! but it more often then not doesn't work that way.  My husband and i seem to have more differences on this day than any other day of the week.  But you know i think i have finally figured it out.  I have realized that satan works really hard to keep you from having rest and peace all the time but most of all on Sunday...he knows that anytime he can make you feel frustrated and get you upset then he has suceeded in causing you to unfocus on God and become the selfish being we are.  SO that being said...my challange to you and me and my family is that on all days and most importantly on SUNDAY we remember who the day is meant for.  Our soul purpose on this earth is to Glorify our God and to bring honor to his name.  Remember he will be glorified in all, things at all times, in all ways!  I love you all ...have a blessed week....mheinze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90220734156226232-5299636703025810331?l=heinzchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5299636703025810331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90220734156226232&amp;postID=5299636703025810331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5299636703025810331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90220734156226232/posts/default/5299636703025810331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heinzchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/sundays.html' title='SUNDAYS'/><author><name>The Heinze's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH2iG3JMSjM/Sz7UmcV8L3I/AAAAAAAAASY/0Acma76Sh6M/S220/SpringsicleBannercopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
