<?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-5328052597531914598</id><updated>2011-12-10T20:12:32.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"What About Paul?"                                                   How I Gave Up My Broken Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>This has been a twenty-eight year journey. Just as Enoch walked with God, my wife and I have walked this journey with our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Through the ups and downs of it all, He has always been faithful. Let us share with you how God replaced our broken dreams with hope and promises from his word. May this site encourage you to believe,"For with God nothing shall be impossible." Luke 1:37</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6137124150531003444</id><published>2011-03-21T09:25:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T18:11:13.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Another Book!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-er-TZuxfY7w/TYdiLLOhM_I/AAAAAAAAA3g/eq0Zgm8VLLo/s1600/u27847925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-er-TZuxfY7w/TYdiLLOhM_I/AAAAAAAAA3g/eq0Zgm8VLLo/s200/u27847925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586541806908158962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Boy, here we go again...I am &lt;br /&gt;writing well, actually compiling &lt;br /&gt;another book!!!  It will be a book &lt;br /&gt;of some WONDERFUL poems.  I have &lt;br /&gt;been LOOKING and LOOKING to find &lt;br /&gt;helpful and comforting poems that I &lt;br /&gt;hope are a real blessing to you and your family. Most of the &lt;br /&gt;poems will be about the disabled or handicapped child. My book &lt;br /&gt;already has a title, most of all poems and pictures that I am &lt;br /&gt;going to use have already been gathered.  Now, it is just going &lt;br /&gt;to be organizing of all of my efforts. Of course, it will need &lt;br /&gt;to be proofread too.  SO...excited about our NEW book!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also will have more pictures of the kids as they were&lt;br /&gt;growing up.  It is amazing to look at the pictures and&lt;br /&gt;remember them at that age.  Although because of Paul's&lt;br /&gt;disability and all of his issues that we had to deal with &lt;br /&gt;it seems like we didn't always have time to enjoy the&lt;br /&gt;different stages of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 50:20...but God meant it unto good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6137124150531003444?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6137124150531003444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6137124150531003444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/writing-another-book.html' title='Writing Another Book!!!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-er-TZuxfY7w/TYdiLLOhM_I/AAAAAAAAA3g/eq0Zgm8VLLo/s72-c/u27847925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5866319067841358804</id><published>2010-09-10T14:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:39:29.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TIqNdaTJGAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/W4zcb9W9wWg/s1600/37274_408201878282_725838282_4501939_2272089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515376230083926018 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TIqNdaTJGAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/W4zcb9W9wWg/s200/37274_408201878282_725838282_4501939_2272089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cover To Our Book. &lt;br /&gt;(Click it to enlarge the picture.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5866319067841358804?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5866319067841358804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5866319067841358804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-order-our-book-on-amazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TIqNdaTJGAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/W4zcb9W9wWg/s72-c/37274_408201878282_725838282_4501939_2272089_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5117799627314608998</id><published>2010-09-10T14:00:00.066-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:41:33.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story Hits the Newspaper!!!</title><content type='html'>" What About Paul?"&lt;br /&gt;Book Chronicles Merrillville Family's Journey With Autism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Carrie Rodovich-Times Correspondent nwi.com &lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sunday, December 5, 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TP7tB7UCdtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/HBILFo5uWI0/s1600/Jad%2Band%2BPaul%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TP7tB7UCdtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/HBILFo5uWI0/s200/Jad%2Band%2BPaul%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548132408324421330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad Terrebonne, shown with his son, &lt;br /&gt;Paul, 27, said he wrote the book "to &lt;br /&gt;encourage (other families) to not feel &lt;br /&gt;guilty, or to have self–inflicted doubt. &lt;br /&gt;I also don't want people to lose their &lt;br /&gt;faith in God that kept us going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jad Terrebonne's son, Paul, was &lt;br /&gt;diagnosed with autism more than two decades ago, Jad felt like &lt;br /&gt;someone had taken a hammer and shattered all his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a shock to us," Jad said. "I grew up in a 'boys world' &lt;br /&gt;and had that dream of hunting and fishing with him, like I did &lt;br /&gt;with my father. I really struggled with that for a long time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad Terrebonne recently self–published "What About Paul? &lt;br /&gt;How I Gave Up My Broken Dreams" detailing his family's &lt;br /&gt;journey with Paul, now 27. Terrebonne's wife, Rachelle, &lt;br /&gt;and his daughter, Amy Terrebonne Luarca, also contributed &lt;br /&gt;chapters to the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is available through Amazon.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the initial surprise of Paul's diagnosis wore off, &lt;br /&gt;Terrebonne said the family made it a priority to help Paul &lt;br /&gt;get all the services he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said I was going to fight to see that he could reach &lt;br /&gt;all of his potential," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title "What about Paul?" came because the question was &lt;br /&gt;one that was constantly asked over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything was centered around him," he said. "If we wanted &lt;br /&gt;to go on vacation, it was, 'What about Paul?' It was a central &lt;br /&gt;question in our marriage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he decided make his family's story into a book to &lt;br /&gt;encourage other families who are struggling with children &lt;br /&gt;with disabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to encourage them to not feel guilty, or to have &lt;br /&gt;self–inflicted doubt," he said. "I also don't want people &lt;br /&gt;to lose their faith in God. That kept us going."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5117799627314608998?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5117799627314608998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5117799627314608998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-chronicles-merrillville-familys.html' title='Our Story Hits the Newspaper!!!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TP7tB7UCdtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/HBILFo5uWI0/s72-c/Jad%2Band%2BPaul%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-716496770562864227</id><published>2010-09-10T13:00:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:28:27.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests For Brother, Craig</title><content type='html'>We now have Craig in a new facility.  It is about 5-7 minutes &lt;br /&gt;from us, and just a minute away from the hospital. Craig has &lt;br /&gt;been having MANY infections.  Please PRAY that the doctors &lt;br /&gt;can control the infections and get him back on track.  Craig &lt;br /&gt;has been more in the hospital for the last 5 months than he &lt;br /&gt;was at the nursing home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqrdnhOG7U/TerSXEasO4I/AAAAAAAAA40/dw2Z9e5YEVw/s1600/DSCN2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqrdnhOG7U/TerSXEasO4I/AAAAAAAAA40/dw2Z9e5YEVw/s200/DSCN2103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614531179235261314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Request-&lt;br /&gt;I have a brother that has &lt;br /&gt;Cerebral Palsy and a few other &lt;br /&gt;health issues.  His name is Craig &lt;br /&gt;and he is 54 years old.  In the &lt;br /&gt;last couple of years his health &lt;br /&gt;has Really gone downhill. I want to move him to closer to us. &lt;br /&gt;Please pray we can get through all of the red tape as he lives in a different state so that we can help him better.  He is not ambulatory at this time and lives in a nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TQBejPds6uI/AAAAAAAAAxo/io_9d0WR01k/s1600/Video%2Bof%2BPaul%2B1289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TQBejPds6uI/AAAAAAAAAxo/io_9d0WR01k/s200/Video%2Bof%2BPaul%2B1289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548538700459993826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Request-Answered (Amen and Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is now here by me!!! Praise The Lord! Thank You for all who prayed.  Craig and I are very happy for this answer to prayer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-716496770562864227?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/716496770562864227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/716496770562864227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/09/prayer-request-for-my-dad-and-brother.html' title='Prayer Requests For Brother, Craig'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqrdnhOG7U/TerSXEasO4I/AAAAAAAAA40/dw2Z9e5YEVw/s72-c/DSCN2103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7506338568904658035</id><published>2010-09-10T12:00:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:28:33.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad's Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMQ60fqUzUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WiWAcqwN8ik/s1600/Video+of+Paul+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMQ60fqUzUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WiWAcqwN8ik/s200/Video+of+Paul+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531610915844443458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(A picture of my family)&lt;br /&gt;Update on my Dad-&lt;br /&gt;My Dad died this past April 2, &lt;br /&gt;2011. The whole month of &lt;br /&gt;March my Dad had been really &lt;br /&gt;ill. The two weeks before &lt;br /&gt;he died he became real &lt;br /&gt;lethargic and could barely move around.  The last week &lt;br /&gt;that my Dad lived he was taken to the doctor by my sister, &lt;br /&gt;Sherry.  The doctor told my Dad that there was nothing he &lt;br /&gt;could do for him.  My Dad died 5 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0c7vqSYcg4U/Terp7n3dqFI/AAAAAAAAA48/MJJTLY1T3N4/s1600/Rachelle%2Bwith%2Bher%2BDad%2B%2528Chapter%2BThree%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0c7vqSYcg4U/Terp7n3dqFI/AAAAAAAAA48/MJJTLY1T3N4/s200/Rachelle%2Bwith%2Bher%2BDad%2B%2528Chapter%2BThree%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614557095993911378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY regret that I have is that &lt;br /&gt;I was not sure of my Dad's salvation.  &lt;br /&gt;I found out at my Dad's funeral that &lt;br /&gt;he and my Grandpa and Grandma were &lt;br /&gt;Presbyterians many years ago.  I &lt;br /&gt;started doing some reseach on the &lt;br /&gt;Presbyerians beliefs and I found out that &lt;br /&gt;the Presbyerians do believe in salvation.  My Dad went to that church until his teenage years.  I am HOPING that my Dad accepted Christ as his personal Saviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad who is now 86 is living in a nursing home. In the &lt;br /&gt;last month his health has REALLY declined. He still has the &lt;br /&gt;Congestive Heart Failure, but now has an addition problem. &lt;br /&gt;He is at Stage 4 Kidney Failure. He has stated that he does &lt;br /&gt;not want dialysis done if it would be required. Please Pray &lt;br /&gt;that my Dad would be saved soon. I have been praying for my &lt;br /&gt;Dad for over 35 years. His name is Wayne. Please pray that &lt;br /&gt;God would show Himself to my Dad in a big way and I would &lt;br /&gt;have the opportunity to lead him to the Lord!!! This is my &lt;br /&gt;hearts desire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7506338568904658035?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7506338568904658035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7506338568904658035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dads-death.html' title='My Dad&apos;s Death'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMQ60fqUzUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WiWAcqwN8ik/s72-c/Video+of+Paul+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5889226336340508095</id><published>2010-04-14T14:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:58:06.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Book Is Now Available</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TEtgBX7xfzI/AAAAAAAAArU/ak4hegzFfsA/s1600/book+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TEtgBX7xfzI/AAAAAAAAArU/ak4hegzFfsA/s200/book+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497593346856681266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our book "What About Paul" has &lt;br /&gt;now officially been published. &lt;br /&gt;A big thank you for all of your &lt;br /&gt;prayers and support during this &lt;br /&gt;project.  May it be a blessing &lt;br /&gt;to all who reads it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5889226336340508095?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5889226336340508095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5889226336340508095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-book-is-now-available.html' title='Our Book Is Now Available'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TEtgBX7xfzI/AAAAAAAAArU/ak4hegzFfsA/s72-c/book+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-2127100229829707115</id><published>2010-04-14T13:30:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:45:45.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR BOOK IS OFF TO THE PRINTER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TCoZPUfz20I/AAAAAAAAApw/apb-lz-mMf0/s1600/printing+book+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TCoZPUfz20I/AAAAAAAAApw/apb-lz-mMf0/s200/printing+book+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488226846895233858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our book should be out in about 2-3 weeks!!! Oh My Soul!!!  One of our &lt;br /&gt;dreams for Paul is about to come true!!!  Thank You Jesus!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-2127100229829707115?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2127100229829707115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2127100229829707115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-book-is-off-to-printer.html' title='OUR BOOK IS OFF TO THE PRINTER!!!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TCoZPUfz20I/AAAAAAAAApw/apb-lz-mMf0/s72-c/printing+book+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6308707873343715291</id><published>2010-04-14T13:00:00.062-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:02:50.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MANUSCRIPT IS DONE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qz1vFWMFI/AAAAAAAAAco/omSo4RopG-I/s1600/u15186967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qz1vFWMFI/AAAAAAAAAco/omSo4RopG-I/s200/u15186967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468552845799600210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicles 4:10 &lt;br /&gt;And Jabez called on the God of Israel, &lt;br /&gt;saying, Oh that Thou wouldest bless me &lt;br /&gt;indeed, and enlarge my coast, and that &lt;br /&gt;Thine hand might be with me, and that &lt;br /&gt;Thou wouldest keep me from evil, that &lt;br /&gt;it may not grieve me! And God granted &lt;br /&gt;him that which he requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that God would use this book for HIS glory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my Dad, Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;While we were on vacation, we &lt;br /&gt;learned that my Dad has &lt;br /&gt;Congestive Heart Failure. Please &lt;br /&gt;pray that God shows His Love to &lt;br /&gt;my Dad in a BIG way. Please pray &lt;br /&gt;that my Dad would get saved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our book is about 85% completed.&lt;br /&gt;Amy is still working on her chapter&lt;br /&gt;and Jad is editing our manuscipt.&lt;br /&gt;We would like the book to be &lt;br /&gt;completed by Pastor School 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Additional Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy has now completed her chapter,&lt;br /&gt;and Jad has just a few more chapters&lt;br /&gt;to go through and it will be off to&lt;br /&gt;the proof readers!!! Oh Glory to God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3aHThrClI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ei7LN3B10Aw/s1600/Rachelle%27s+Dad+in+Taxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3aHThrClI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ei7LN3B10Aw/s200/Rachelle%27s+Dad+in+Taxi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471268941360466514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other bit of information, &lt;br /&gt;my Dad is doing a bit better &lt;br /&gt;now.  He has FINALLY retired &lt;br /&gt;from work at the age of 85 &lt;br /&gt;years!   His health has improved &lt;br /&gt;some. PLEASE continue to pray for the salvation of my &lt;br /&gt;Dad!!! I would appreciate it SO...very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still much to do to&lt;br /&gt;publish this book:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Proof reading  &lt;br /&gt;2.  Selecting the right pictures&lt;br /&gt;3.  Printing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that God will bless&lt;br /&gt;the completion of this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad and I have now selected the&lt;br /&gt;pictures we want to be used in &lt;br /&gt;the  book.  Also, the book is now &lt;br /&gt;in hands of the proof readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More...updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to go to &lt;br /&gt;Larry Titak's studio to have the &lt;br /&gt;cover photos done.  Also, the title &lt;br /&gt;is now officially copyrighted!  &lt;br /&gt;There is so much to do when you &lt;br /&gt;are writing a book! It has made us &lt;br /&gt;very grateful for every Christian &lt;br /&gt;author that sets his goal of &lt;br /&gt;writing a book!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more...updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now working on adding pictures&lt;br /&gt;to this blog.  We have a ton of pictures&lt;br /&gt;to go through so...be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so...many more pictures in our&lt;br /&gt;book about our journey with Paul.  I &lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy the ones on our site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...as you all can see the book&lt;br /&gt;has not been completed yet.  I talked&lt;br /&gt;with our editor and she said that she&lt;br /&gt;could not finish the book before PS&lt;br /&gt;because of all of the other books that&lt;br /&gt;she had already taken on.  I saw her&lt;br /&gt;last week and she said that she was&lt;br /&gt;working on our book now.  Please pray &lt;br /&gt;that the book will be completed soon&lt;br /&gt;and that God would use this book to&lt;br /&gt;help others see the need to open a &lt;br /&gt;Christian facility for Paul and others&lt;br /&gt;like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad talked to the editor and she said&lt;br /&gt;the book is almost almost done!  A dream &lt;br /&gt;of our is almost ready to be born.  Jad &lt;br /&gt;is now working on the cover design of &lt;br /&gt;our book!  It is looking beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;Soon off to the publishers! Glory To God!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I am excited???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Picture People at our&lt;br /&gt;local mall and got another family picture.&lt;br /&gt;Paul and the rest our the family took some&lt;br /&gt;great pictures.  We hope you will like them&lt;br /&gt;also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even More Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got the Final Draft of our book.&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping that by this next Monday&lt;br /&gt;or Tuesday this next week we will have our &lt;br /&gt;manuscript in the hands of our publisher. &lt;br /&gt;Thank You Jesus!!!  We hope and pray that &lt;br /&gt;this book will be a blessing and an&lt;br /&gt;encouragement to all that read it.  &lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:37 For with God NOTHING shall be &lt;br /&gt;Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our book is now officially in the hands&lt;br /&gt;of a printer.  In about 2-3 we should&lt;br /&gt;have our book published.  Thank You Jesus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got the Proof Book from our&lt;br /&gt;printers.  They sent it to us just to &lt;br /&gt;make sure this is exactly what we want&lt;br /&gt;our book to look like.  Oh Glory, next&lt;br /&gt;week we will have the COMPLETED book&lt;br /&gt;in our hands!!!  Praise The Lord!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the success of this book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6308707873343715291?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6308707873343715291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6308707873343715291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-book-is-done.html' title='THE MANUSCRIPT IS DONE!!!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qz1vFWMFI/AAAAAAAAAco/omSo4RopG-I/s72-c/u15186967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7244910255265676293</id><published>2010-04-13T13:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:03:57.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=117177276&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=117177276"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=117177276&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=117177276"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7244910255265676293?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7244910255265676293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7244910255265676293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/rock-you-slideshow-account.html' title=''/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7407879093642294058</id><published>2010-04-13T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:48:44.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer For You</title><content type='html'>Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless all of my Family &amp; Friends &lt;br /&gt;in whatever it is that You know &lt;br /&gt;they may need this day! &lt;br /&gt;And may their lives be full of Your &lt;br /&gt;Peace, Prosperity, and Power &lt;br /&gt;as they seek to have a closer &lt;br /&gt;relationship with You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In Jesus Name. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this site be a blessing to&lt;br /&gt;you, and may see that with God, &lt;br /&gt;All Things Are Possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord willing, we will be completing a book about &lt;br /&gt;our life story very soon. The journey has taken &lt;br /&gt;us through many mountain tops, but also through &lt;br /&gt;many valleys. Jad and I have been so blessed these &lt;br /&gt;passed 30 years of marriage. God has given to us &lt;br /&gt;many privileges over the years as we have tried &lt;br /&gt;to serve Him. One blessing has been our son Paul. &lt;br /&gt;Although he is handicapped and will never have a &lt;br /&gt;normal life, he has been God’s gift to us. Jad and &lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you our story about our son, and the &lt;br /&gt;journey that God has allowed us to travel on. Our &lt;br /&gt;hope and prayer for you is that our journey will &lt;br /&gt;be a guide book or a map for your family. May you &lt;br /&gt;prayerfully travel our journey with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prayer to God is that He would multiply our five &lt;br /&gt;loaves and two fishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You, &lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7407879093642294058?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7407879093642294058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7407879093642294058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/10/jesus-bless-all-of-my-family-friends-in.html' title='My Prayer For You'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-431430598658276439</id><published>2009-01-15T14:00:00.053-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:12:26.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>-Special Prayer Requests For Paul-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R6FMpTIJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JMenIpBF-W4/s1600/k2226786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R6FMpTIJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JMenIpBF-W4/s200/k2226786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468630077247004818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a special prayer request for Paul. &lt;br /&gt;I would like you to pray that God would &lt;br /&gt;continue to care for all of Paul’s needs &lt;br /&gt;and that He would use Paul’s life in a &lt;br /&gt;Mighty way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Paul is being well care for by &lt;br /&gt;a couple that is in our church. John and Diane Wilson &lt;br /&gt;have worked with handicapped children and adults for &lt;br /&gt;many years.  John is the manager of many handicapped &lt;br /&gt;adults. They do activities and work on their needed &lt;br /&gt;skills.  We are praying for a permanent location for &lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I appreciate ALL the care they have put &lt;br /&gt;in our son.  Anyone who knew Paul before can see that &lt;br /&gt;Paul has made so much progress under John's leadership. &lt;br /&gt;(Thank you so much John and Diane!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like for you to pray about our church starting &lt;br /&gt;a special needs home.  There is a real need for it, and &lt;br /&gt;I do feel that God would bless the work that would be &lt;br /&gt;done there.  Please pray that God would open a door with &lt;br /&gt;the finances to help start one!  There are so many adults &lt;br /&gt;in our church that could use the service.  My prayer is &lt;br /&gt;that God would open a place like the Shepherd's Home in &lt;br /&gt;Union Grove, Wisconsin, Jacob's Village in Evansville, &lt;br /&gt;Indiana, or Lamb's Farm in Libertyville, Illinois; but &lt;br /&gt;have a special needs home with our churches standards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ASKING GOD FOR A MIRACLE!!! That God would &lt;br /&gt;show His love and mercy and OPEN up a facility for Paul &lt;br /&gt;and other handicapped adults where they may live and &lt;br /&gt;work. I want this with All my heart for Paul. I want &lt;br /&gt;the peace in my heart to know that Paul will be cared &lt;br /&gt;for properly in a Christian atmosphere when Jad and I &lt;br /&gt;are no longer here.  Please pray that Somehow, Someway &lt;br /&gt;God would OPEN UP A DOOR!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:19 &lt;br /&gt;But my God shall supply ALL your need according to His &lt;br /&gt;riches in glory by Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:37 &lt;br /&gt;For with God NOTHING shall be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 37:5&lt;br /&gt;Commit thy way unto the LORD; TRUST also in Him; &lt;br /&gt;and He shall bring it to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:7-8,11b &lt;br /&gt;-Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall &lt;br /&gt;find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:&lt;br /&gt;-For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that &lt;br /&gt;seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall &lt;br /&gt;be opened.&lt;br /&gt;-How much more shall your Father which is in Heaven &lt;br /&gt;give good things to them that ask Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3:20&lt;br /&gt;Now unto Him that is able to do Exceeding Abundantly &lt;br /&gt;Above All that we Ask or Think, according to the &lt;br /&gt;Power that Worketh in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers and concern!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-431430598658276439?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/431430598658276439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/431430598658276439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-would-like-god-to-do-for-paul.html' title='-Special Prayer Requests For Paul-'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R6FMpTIJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JMenIpBF-W4/s72-c/k2226786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-3165017610982214736</id><published>2009-01-15T13:45:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:17:36.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dream For Paul-Someone To Catch The Vision!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RQuhHGooI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9G6bKQ62Whk/s1600/u11098601.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468584607626994306 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RQuhHGooI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9G6bKQ62Whk/s200/u11098601.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow~a symbol of one of God's many promises. &lt;br /&gt;Faith ~ the courage to trust in His promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad and I feel that God has BIG dreams and plans for Paul. &lt;br /&gt;We are praying that God would open up a facility for Paul &lt;br /&gt;and others like him. A place where they can live and work. &lt;br /&gt;We are praying about some options. Please pray with us: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God would bring open business (a company) in our area &lt;br /&gt;that our handicapped adults could work at. &lt;br /&gt;---OR--- &lt;br /&gt;2. We could open our own business and generate enough &lt;br /&gt;funds that it could be successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:19 &lt;br /&gt;Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring &lt;br /&gt;forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way &lt;br /&gt;in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--God Will Make A Way-- &lt;br /&gt;God will make a way &lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way &lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see &lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me &lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide &lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side &lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day &lt;br /&gt;He will make a way &lt;br /&gt;He will make a way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To contact us: jad826@gmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 41:32 &lt;br /&gt;And for that the dream was doubled unto Pharaoh twice; &lt;br /&gt;it is because the thing is established by God, and God &lt;br /&gt;will shortly bring it to pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-3165017610982214736?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3165017610982214736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3165017610982214736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/possible-home-site-for-handicapped.html' title='Our Dream For Paul-Someone To Catch The Vision!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RQuhHGooI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9G6bKQ62Whk/s72-c/u11098601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4542943036088071068</id><published>2009-01-15T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:22:10.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, Teach Me To Pray</title><content type='html'>Parable of the Widow&lt;br /&gt;Luke 18:1-5&lt;br /&gt;And he spake a parable unto them to this end, that men &lt;br /&gt;ought Always to pray, and not to faint;&lt;br /&gt;Saying, There was in a city a judge, which feared not &lt;br /&gt;God, neither regarded man:&lt;br /&gt;And there was a widow in that city; and she came unto &lt;br /&gt;him, saying, Avenge me of mine adversary.&lt;br /&gt;And he would not for a while: but afterward he said &lt;br /&gt;within himself, Though I fear not God, nor regard man;&lt;br /&gt;Yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her, &lt;br /&gt;lest by her CONTINUAL coming she weary me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parable of the Friend at Midnight&lt;br /&gt;Luke 11:8-9&lt;br /&gt;I say unto you, Though he will not rise and give him, &lt;br /&gt;because he is his friend, yet because of his IMPORTUNITY &lt;br /&gt;he will rise and give him as many as he needeth.&lt;br /&gt;And I say unto you, Ask, and it shall be given you; Seek, &lt;br /&gt;and ye shall find; Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importunity-Meaning&lt;br /&gt;1. the state or quality of being importunate; persistence &lt;br /&gt;in solicitation. &lt;br /&gt;2. importunate solicitations or demands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 11:1,6 &lt;br /&gt;Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the &lt;br /&gt;evidence of things not seen.&lt;br /&gt;But without faith it is impossible to please Him: for he &lt;br /&gt;that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is &lt;br /&gt;a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, please hear our prayers.  We Need You!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4542943036088071068?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4542943036088071068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4542943036088071068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/lord-teach-me-to-pray.html' title='Lord, Teach Me To Pray'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-262578387845557865</id><published>2008-12-27T13:00:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:53:06.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Won Another Soul To Christ</title><content type='html'>I was in Crown Point and I was talking with a very &lt;br /&gt;nice gentleman about a certain situation that I was &lt;br /&gt;involved with.  As we were almost ready to conclued &lt;br /&gt;our conversation, the Holy Spirit told me that I &lt;br /&gt;should witness to him. Within a very short time I got &lt;br /&gt;the privilege of leading a man around 50 years old &lt;br /&gt;to the Lord!!!  Thank You Jesus!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 11:30 &lt;br /&gt;The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life; and &lt;br /&gt;he that winneth souls is wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-262578387845557865?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/262578387845557865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/262578387845557865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/won-another-soul-to-christ.html' title='Won Another Soul To Christ'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-468850132111268824</id><published>2008-12-26T13:00:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:06:18.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Gave Up My Broken Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R0tsfYfuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-nXOPUNieHU/s1600/k1610641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R0tsfYfuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-nXOPUNieHU/s200/k1610641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624175920348898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the doctor's office &lt;br /&gt;while I held my fifteen month old &lt;br /&gt;son, Paul. The doctor finished his &lt;br /&gt;examination of Paul and said to &lt;br /&gt;me, "You know that Paul will be &lt;br /&gt;develpmentally delayed all of his life." His words were like &lt;br /&gt;a hammer shattering a mirror into a million pieces.  My wife &lt;br /&gt;and the doctor both realized that Paul was not developing like &lt;br /&gt;other children his age. However, I did not want to accept the &lt;br /&gt;idea that Paul was going to be disabled. My father, who is now &lt;br /&gt;in Heaven, and I were very close. We did everything together &lt;br /&gt;including hunting, fishing, and playing catch in the backyard. &lt;br /&gt;When our son was born, I looked forward to the day that &lt;br /&gt;I could have that same cherished relationship with Paul. The &lt;br /&gt;fact that he was going to be disabled all of his life changed &lt;br /&gt;everything.When we arrived home from the doctor's office, &lt;br /&gt;I put Paul on the floor in our living room and bowed my head &lt;br /&gt;and prayed, "Dear God, I dedicate my son to you today, Please &lt;br /&gt;use this for your glory." After struggling with this for &lt;br /&gt;several months, I finally accepted the fact that Paul was &lt;br /&gt;going to be handicapped all of his life.On my way to work &lt;br /&gt;one day the phrase "Who did sin?" came to my mind. After &lt;br /&gt;work I opened my Bible to John 9:1-5 "And as Jesus passed &lt;br /&gt;by, He saw a man which was blind from his birth. And his &lt;br /&gt;disciples asked him saying, 'Master who did sin, this man, &lt;br /&gt;or his parents, that he was born blind?' Jesus answered, &lt;br /&gt;'Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that &lt;br /&gt;the works of God should be manifest in him. I must work &lt;br /&gt;the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night &lt;br /&gt;cometh when no man can work. As long as I am in the world, &lt;br /&gt;I am the light of the world."God wanted to teach me several &lt;br /&gt;lessons about time and eternity:&lt;br /&gt;1. God meant it for good. "And we know that all thing work &lt;br /&gt;together for good to them that love God, to them who are the &lt;br /&gt;called according to his purpose." Rom 8:28 Paul's suffering &lt;br /&gt;was meant for good. Yes, it hurt and all my dreams for Paul &lt;br /&gt;were broken. But God had a greater purpose than mine and &lt;br /&gt;Paul's disability was meant for the greater good in the lives &lt;br /&gt;of other people.The hard part was letting go of my dreams and &lt;br /&gt;trusting in God's purpose for my life through the suffering &lt;br /&gt;of Paul. I had to let go and let God have His way in my life.&lt;br /&gt;2. God's comforts and strengthens us with His word. "Let thy &lt;br /&gt;mercies come unto me, O Lord, even thy salvation according to &lt;br /&gt;thy word." Psalm 119:41 This is my comfort in my affliction: &lt;br /&gt;for Thy word hath quickened me." The word of God gives us &lt;br /&gt;strength and hope while we face sorrows and broken dreams. &lt;br /&gt;Through the years, it has always been the Bible that has shown &lt;br /&gt;me God's faithfulness and His love for my family. Whenever, I &lt;br /&gt;was discouraged God would always have a verse or a special &lt;br /&gt;sermon from my preacher that gave me the strength to keep &lt;br /&gt;serving Him.&lt;br /&gt;3. Paul's suffering is temporary. "For our light affliction, &lt;br /&gt;which is for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding &lt;br /&gt;and eternal weight of glory; while we look not at the things &lt;br /&gt;which are seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; &lt;br /&gt;but the things which are not seen are eternal." II Cor 4:17-18. &lt;br /&gt;My son will endure a lifetime of suffering. Paul's doctor &lt;br /&gt;once ordered a CT scan of his brain. As I held up the film of &lt;br /&gt;the CT scan, I saw all of the abnormalities in Paul's brain &lt;br /&gt;that caused his problems. The abnormalities that I saw that &lt;br /&gt;day are temporary. The Heaven I cannot see is eternal.The &lt;br /&gt;sorrows we bear on earth bring a great and heavy burden in &lt;br /&gt;our lives. But God will use them to work for us in bringing &lt;br /&gt;about an even greater weight of God's glory when we get to &lt;br /&gt;Heaven. God's glory in Heaven will far out weigh the &lt;br /&gt;afflictions we bear here on earth.The Holy Spirit said it &lt;br /&gt;well in Romans 8:18 "For I reckon that the sufferings of His &lt;br /&gt;present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory &lt;br /&gt;which shall be revealed in us." What God is saying here is &lt;br /&gt;our present suffering cannot be compared to the glory of God &lt;br /&gt;in Heaven. It is like trying to compare apples and oranges. &lt;br /&gt;In other words, God want to use the sufferings of our present &lt;br /&gt;time as a vessel to reveal the wonderful glory of God which &lt;br /&gt;shall be reaveled in us when he comes to take us to Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;When Paul gets to Heaven, he will no longer be handicapped. &lt;br /&gt;He will have a glorified body and a sound mind. And together &lt;br /&gt;we will share a glorious eternity with Jesus Christ our Lord &lt;br /&gt;and Saviour. Thank you and God bless you. &lt;br /&gt;Jad Terrebonne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-468850132111268824?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/468850132111268824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/468850132111268824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-i-gave-up-my-broken-dreams_25.html' title='How I Gave Up My Broken Dreams'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-R0tsfYfuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-nXOPUNieHU/s72-c/k1610641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5346647921115655455</id><published>2008-12-26T12:45:00.044-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:17:41.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Had A Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3NU8eioNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ourv7yZAZ_4/s1600/Infant+Paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3NU8eioNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ourv7yZAZ_4/s200/Infant+Paul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471254882040324306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad and I had been married &lt;br /&gt;for a couple of years and &lt;br /&gt;we decided it was time to &lt;br /&gt;start a family. Jad was &lt;br /&gt;still trying to get his &lt;br /&gt;degree from Hyles-Anderson College and both of us were &lt;br /&gt;working a full time job, so times were hectic. On top &lt;br /&gt;of everything, I hurt my back while working at a nursing &lt;br /&gt;home as a CNA, and had to wait a few months for it to &lt;br /&gt;heal. Afterwards I got a job taking care of a twenty &lt;br /&gt;year old handicapped woman named Carrie. Her mother had &lt;br /&gt;a very successful business and needed help with her &lt;br /&gt;daughter so that she could take care of her business full &lt;br /&gt;time. Carrie had an older sister that had two sons I &lt;br /&gt;watched during the day also; needless to say, I was busy! &lt;br /&gt;I thought I was pretty flexible until I found out Jad and &lt;br /&gt;I were expecting. I was constantly sick in the bathroom, &lt;br /&gt;after while it seemed like my favorite spot (ha-ha). I &lt;br /&gt;needed to keep the job, so I went to the doctor hoping &lt;br /&gt;to find some relief from the morning sickness. Jad worked &lt;br /&gt;at a hospital, so he found me a good OBGYN doctor. When I &lt;br /&gt;told the doctor of my continuous morning sickness he &lt;br /&gt;prescribed me medications to help with the nausea. I did &lt;br /&gt;start to feel better and was able to function from day to &lt;br /&gt;day. At that time Jad was working three to elevens while &lt;br /&gt;he still was in college so our schedule was kind of crazy. &lt;br /&gt;On my due date around 10:45pm my water broke. Jad would &lt;br /&gt;be home in about 45 minutes, so I decided to take a get &lt;br /&gt;ready (take a bath, put on my makeup) before leaving for &lt;br /&gt;the hospital. When I called him to let him know he rushed &lt;br /&gt;home from work early. When he got home I was finishing &lt;br /&gt;getting ready and he wanted to leave right away. I told &lt;br /&gt;him I had to finish my makeup, which he obviously did not &lt;br /&gt;understand, and 20 minutes later we were on our way to the &lt;br /&gt;hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Jad worked at the hospital, I was able to get in &lt;br /&gt;right away when we arrived. Jad was able to stay with me &lt;br /&gt;and was allowed a few more privileges, which were a blessing. &lt;br /&gt;They brought our meals into the room and we were able to &lt;br /&gt;talk directly with my doctors and nurses. I felt very &lt;br /&gt;comfortable thanks to the great staff at the hospital. Well, &lt;br /&gt;I went in labor and actually did quite well, (maybe it was &lt;br /&gt;the Lamaze class) but I didn’t have any major contractions &lt;br /&gt;until 12:00 p.m. the next day. Paul was born June 21, 1983 &lt;br /&gt;at 5:51 pm. He weighed 7-9, and his length was 20 inches &lt;br /&gt;long. His name would be Paul Michael Terrebonne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked like a healthy baby boy, or so we thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:1-2&lt;br /&gt;But now thus saith the LORD that created thee, O Jacob, &lt;br /&gt;and He that formed thee, O Israel, Fear not: for I have &lt;br /&gt;redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art &lt;br /&gt;mine.When thou passest through the waters, I will be with &lt;br /&gt;thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: &lt;br /&gt;when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be &lt;br /&gt;burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5346647921115655455?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5346647921115655455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5346647921115655455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-had-baby_17.html' title='We Had A Baby'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3NU8eioNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ourv7yZAZ_4/s72-c/Infant+Paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8669732909909131790</id><published>2008-12-26T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:58:33.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's Very Special Child</title><content type='html'>A meeting was held, quite far from Earth!&lt;br /&gt;It's time again, for another birth.&lt;br /&gt;Said the Angels, to the Lord above,&lt;br /&gt;This special child will need much love.&lt;br /&gt;His progress may be very slow,&lt;br /&gt;Accomplishments he may not show.&lt;br /&gt;And he'll require extra care&lt;br /&gt;From the folks he meets down there.&lt;br /&gt;He may not run or laugh or play,&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts may seem, quite far away,&lt;br /&gt;In many ways he won't adapt,&lt;br /&gt;And he'll be known as handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;So let's be careful where he's sent,&lt;br /&gt;We want his life to be content.&lt;br /&gt;Please Lord, find the parents who&lt;br /&gt;Will do a special job for you.&lt;br /&gt;They will not realize right away&lt;br /&gt;The leading role they're asked to play,&lt;br /&gt;But with this child sent from above&lt;br /&gt;Comes stronger faith and richer love.&lt;br /&gt;And soon they'll know the privilege given&lt;br /&gt;In caring for their gift from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Their precious charge, so meek and mild,&lt;br /&gt;Is HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Edna Massionilla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8669732909909131790?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8669732909909131790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8669732909909131790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/heavens-very-specail-child.html' title='Heaven&apos;s Very Special Child'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6474865997765612687</id><published>2008-12-26T12:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:21:19.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Children</title><content type='html'>God gave this child to you to guide,&lt;br /&gt;to love, to walk through life beside.&lt;br /&gt;A little child, so full of charms,&lt;br /&gt;to fill a pair of loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;God picked you out because He knew&lt;br /&gt;how safe His child would be with you.&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Special Child-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Child, yet unborn, spoke with the Father, &lt;br /&gt;"Lord, how will I survive in the world? &lt;br /&gt;I will not be like other children, My &lt;br /&gt;walk may be slower, my speech hard &lt;br /&gt;to understand, I may look different. &lt;br /&gt;What is to become of me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied to the child, &lt;br /&gt;"My precious one, have no fear, I will &lt;br /&gt;give you exceptional parents, They &lt;br /&gt;will love you because you are special, &lt;br /&gt;not in spite of it. Though your path &lt;br /&gt;throught life will be difficult, your &lt;br /&gt;reward will be greater, You have been &lt;br /&gt;blessed with a special ability to love, &lt;br /&gt;and those whose lives you touch will &lt;br /&gt;be blessed because you are special." &lt;br /&gt;-Author/Source Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6474865997765612687?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6474865997765612687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6474865997765612687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/special-children.html' title='Special Children'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8449918876938857603</id><published>2008-12-26T12:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:25:53.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Journey Begins-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RTa9GAdBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PULpFakXlDY/s1600/long_winding_road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RTa9GAdBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PULpFakXlDY/s200/long_winding_road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468587570076087314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Paul began to grow, &lt;br /&gt;it became more and more &lt;br /&gt;obvious to me that Paul &lt;br /&gt;had something wrong.  The &lt;br /&gt;first thing I noticed was &lt;br /&gt;that Paul had something &lt;br /&gt;wrong with his eyes, he didn’t look directly at Jad or me.  &lt;br /&gt;Most of the time when you nurse or feed a baby, they &lt;br /&gt;watch you.  They look into your eyes as you talk to them, but &lt;br /&gt;Paul never did.  Then the second thing I noticed was that he &lt;br /&gt;didn’t keep up with his milestones such as sitting, rolling, &lt;br /&gt;playing with toys and other children as a normal child would &lt;br /&gt;do. Jad and I lived in an apartment near two other couples &lt;br /&gt;that also attended Hyles-Anderson College.  Their babies were &lt;br /&gt;doing far more than Paul was.  I became very concerned about &lt;br /&gt;Paul and could see that Paul just wasn’t keeping up with &lt;br /&gt;other children.  Whenever we would take him to the &lt;br /&gt;pediatrician, I always dreaded it because he was always behind &lt;br /&gt;the curve.  The nurse would ask the same mounds of questions &lt;br /&gt;that the pediatrician doctor would ask, such as, Does Paul sit &lt;br /&gt;up by himself? Can Paul roll over? Has Paul ever tried to pull &lt;br /&gt;up toa stand?...on and on.  Paul wasn’t doing any of these &lt;br /&gt;things, or if he was, he was way behind compared to the other &lt;br /&gt;children.  Jad would always tell me, give Paul time he will &lt;br /&gt;catch up to the other children, but in my heart I knew &lt;br /&gt;something was definitely wrong…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 33:12 &lt;br /&gt;And He said, Let us take our journey, and let us go, and I &lt;br /&gt;will go before thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God does not &lt;br /&gt;give you strength &lt;br /&gt;for the journey; &lt;br /&gt;He gives you &lt;br /&gt;strength for&lt;br /&gt;the next step."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8449918876938857603?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8449918876938857603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8449918876938857603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-journey-begins.html' title='Our Journey Begins-'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RTa9GAdBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PULpFakXlDY/s72-c/long_winding_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-9164021238201916391</id><published>2008-12-26T11:45:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:29:11.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doctors Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RZ-PsMPLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/evuo2S56wDM/s1600/pr97020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RZ-PsMPLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/evuo2S56wDM/s200/pr97020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468594773433269426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 15 months of debating &lt;br /&gt;about what we should do to help &lt;br /&gt;our son Paul, our pediatrition &lt;br /&gt;suggested for us to take him to &lt;br /&gt;a center that deals with handicap &lt;br /&gt;issues.  Paul was there diagnosed as having Cerebral Palsy.  &lt;br /&gt;They told us that would be a generic term right now for Paul, &lt;br /&gt;so that he could start getting help from the state and &lt;br /&gt;therapist right away.  They ran all kinds of tests that day.  &lt;br /&gt;The doctor and therapist examined Paul.  We were there for &lt;br /&gt;several hours.  We could see that Paul had many issues.  He &lt;br /&gt;wasn’t even walking yet. He was so far behind all of the &lt;br /&gt;milestones that a young child should be.  We felt very &lt;br /&gt;frustrated about the whole situation.  I had known that Paul &lt;br /&gt;had something wrong from the start, but now it was becoming &lt;br /&gt;more of a reality.  When Paul was first born he looked so &lt;br /&gt;healthy, so cute, and so normal.  As I have previously said, &lt;br /&gt;I already knew something was not right, but I never realized &lt;br /&gt;how much was wrong with him.  This was becoming a pill that &lt;br /&gt;was getting Very hard to swallow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 56:3&lt;br /&gt;What time I am afraid, I will Trust in Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-9164021238201916391?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/9164021238201916391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/9164021238201916391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-at-15-months-of-debating-about.html' title='The Doctors Examination'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RZ-PsMPLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/evuo2S56wDM/s72-c/pr97020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5983220535565309937</id><published>2008-12-26T11:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:35:33.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Physical Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SHmAMVtjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yuhiPE58A7I/s1600/Paul+getting+physical+therapy(chapter+five).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SHmAMVtjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yuhiPE58A7I/s200/Paul+getting+physical+therapy(chapter+five).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468644934491158066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul started physical therapy 3 times a week after seeing the doctor. I would stand by the therapy room or sit with the other Moms and allow a therapist to work with Paul alone.  The physical therapist would give Paul a complete workup and I would watch them working with him.  All of the therapist did a wonderful job helping Paul with improvements. I was very grateful that Paul was getting the help he needed, but I didn’t like it that we had to be out in the world.  From the very beginning of having Paul I wanted him to be in a Christian environment.   Never realizing all the ups and downs of life that we would have to face because of his disabilities. Jad or myself would take Paul to therapy.  Paul did improve, and by 19 months he began to walk and we were so very happy about that.  There were so many milestones that Paul needed to reach, and to be honest, as you will find out we were still going to face more battles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good advice-Keep On Keeping On!!!&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 1:30 &lt;br /&gt;The LORD your God which goeth before you, He shall fight for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5983220535565309937?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5983220535565309937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5983220535565309937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/physical-therapy.html' title='Physical Therapy'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SHmAMVtjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yuhiPE58A7I/s72-c/Paul+getting+physical+therapy(chapter+five).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-1606473351489894030</id><published>2008-12-25T13:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:14:18.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Winning</title><content type='html'>I remember there were times when Paul was in therapy, &lt;br /&gt;I would sit with the other parents. We would be waiting &lt;br /&gt;for our child and we would talk.  I would ask God to &lt;br /&gt;help me to talk to a Mom or Dad so that maybe I could &lt;br /&gt;win them to the Lord.  As I got to know the parents, we &lt;br /&gt;would talk about our children, their disabilities, and &lt;br /&gt;just about life itself.  I remember with some of the &lt;br /&gt;Moms, tears coming to both of our eyes because at times, &lt;br /&gt;life got a bit overwhelming. I got to lead several parents &lt;br /&gt;to the Lord at the therapy center. God Always uses people &lt;br /&gt;and their circumstances to help them realize their need &lt;br /&gt;of Him.  No matter whatever happens in life, It Is &lt;br /&gt;ALL Meant For Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis  50:20&lt;br /&gt;But as for you, ye thought evil against me, but God meant &lt;br /&gt;it unto Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;For God So Loved the world, that He gave His only begotten &lt;br /&gt;Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but &lt;br /&gt;have everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 10:13&lt;br /&gt;For Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord Shall &lt;br /&gt;Be Saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-1606473351489894030?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1606473351489894030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1606473351489894030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/soulwinning.html' title='Soul Winning'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5993781142964153135</id><published>2008-12-23T13:00:00.040-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:58:20.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Had Another Baby-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-25jEwUYiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/dP3vRpuT4oM/s1600/Mom+and+Amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-25jEwUYiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/dP3vRpuT4oM/s200/Mom+and+Amy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471233134547984930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time we were going&lt;br /&gt;to the physical therapy center&lt;br /&gt;for Paul, I got pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;The problem I had was, &lt;br /&gt;morning sickness, but &lt;br /&gt;unfortunately mine would last all day.  I decided not to take &lt;br /&gt;the morning sickness pill because I was afraid that was caused &lt;br /&gt;Paul’s birth problems.  The bathroom became my favorite room &lt;br /&gt;of the house again.  I suffered this time, the whole nine months.  &lt;br /&gt;My pregnancy would last 3 weeks beyond my due date.  Jad &lt;br /&gt;helped out so much with everything, even taking Paul to the &lt;br /&gt;therapy center when he could, in which I was very grateful.  &lt;br /&gt;Jad’s Mom (Juanita) came up here to Indiana again to help &lt;br /&gt;when the baby was born.  Mom was so Great!  I appreciate her &lt;br /&gt;knowledge and her willingness to be so helpful with everything. &lt;br /&gt;On October 5th, at 3:30 in the morning, I went into labor and &lt;br /&gt;had a baby girl baby 6 hours later.  We decided to name her &lt;br /&gt;Amy Rachelle Terrebonne.  She weighed 8-4.5 and was 19 &lt;br /&gt;inches long.  I want to give a special thanks to Jad’s Mom &lt;br /&gt;for ALL of her sacrifices she has made for our family.  &lt;br /&gt;She has been a Wonderful Mother-In-Law.  I love you Mom!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;James 1:17 &lt;br /&gt;Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and &lt;br /&gt;cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no &lt;br /&gt;variableness, neither shadow of turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5993781142964153135?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5993781142964153135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5993781142964153135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-another-baby.html' title='We Had Another Baby-'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-25jEwUYiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/dP3vRpuT4oM/s72-c/Mom+and+Amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-3826319064091121312</id><published>2008-12-20T12:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:05:22.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would Our Second Child Have Problems?</title><content type='html'>After having Amy I know I became an anxious Mom.  I was &lt;br /&gt;worried at first, would Amy be handicapped also?  I did &lt;br /&gt;believe that the medicine I took when I was pregnant for &lt;br /&gt;Paul was the reason why Paul was disabled, but I wasn’t &lt;br /&gt;100% for sure. I know I pestered our children’s pediatrician &lt;br /&gt;to death at first, because I was so afraid that Amy would &lt;br /&gt;not be normal.  After I had Amy, and while we were still &lt;br /&gt;in the hospital, I asked the doctor several times, does Amy &lt;br /&gt;look OK, does she appear to be normal???  I was just overly &lt;br /&gt;worried that Amy could have something wrong with her.  &lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a few days I realized that Amy’s life would &lt;br /&gt;be that of a normal little girl, in which I was very grateful &lt;br /&gt;to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto &lt;br /&gt;thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge Him, &lt;br /&gt;and He shall direct thy paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-3826319064091121312?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3826319064091121312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3826319064091121312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/would-our-second-child-have-problems.html' title='Would Our Second Child Have Problems?'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8879856125980780264</id><published>2008-12-20T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:58:08.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Lord</title><content type='html'>This New Day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning...before &lt;br /&gt;I put my feet &lt;br /&gt;On the floor &lt;br /&gt;I softly say &lt;br /&gt;"Thank You, Lord &lt;br /&gt;For this new day &lt;br /&gt;You've given me, &lt;br /&gt;And, We'll review it &lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;Before I go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I tenderly place &lt;br /&gt;The seconds, and minutes &lt;br /&gt;And hours &lt;br /&gt;In Your Hand &lt;br /&gt;And, We'll walk it through &lt;br /&gt;According to Your Plan &lt;br /&gt;And, my only request &lt;br /&gt;All day through &lt;br /&gt;Is...for You To Know &lt;br /&gt;"I Love You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Do You Know For Sure- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Night, Before I Go To Sleep, &lt;br /&gt;I Talk To God, and, Hear Him Speak. &lt;br /&gt;His Dear Words, May Bring The Tears, &lt;br /&gt;As His Sweet Presence, Calms My Fears. &lt;br /&gt;He Puts Me To Sleep. &lt;br /&gt;He Wakes Me Up. &lt;br /&gt;He Says On You, I'll Never Give Up! &lt;br /&gt;He Sees Me When I Kneel And Pray. &lt;br /&gt;He Even Tells Me What To Say. &lt;br /&gt;He Walks Beside Me Every Day. &lt;br /&gt;He Leads Me In His Loving Ways. &lt;br /&gt;In Life, The Question is What Do You Know For Sure? &lt;br /&gt;And, I Say Lord, I Only Know I'm Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Far Away is God-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far away is God? &lt;br /&gt;He's as close as the raindrops &lt;br /&gt;falling on my head. &lt;br /&gt;He's as close as the warmth of the sun &lt;br /&gt;shining on my face. &lt;br /&gt;He's as near as the wind &lt;br /&gt;blowing through my hair. &lt;br /&gt;He's as close as the morning dew &lt;br /&gt;when I walk barefoot across the grass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far away is God? &lt;br /&gt;How far is He ... from me? &lt;br /&gt;He's as near as the air &lt;br /&gt;that I breathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far away is God? &lt;br /&gt;How far are we apart? &lt;br /&gt;He's.......RIGHT HERE &lt;br /&gt;IN MY HEART! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far away is God? &lt;br /&gt;He's as near as ... a tear, &lt;br /&gt;a prayer, a thought, a song, &lt;br /&gt;a smile, a glance, a handshake, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far is He ... from me? &lt;br /&gt;He's as near as I want Him to be, &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE HE LOVES ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authors unknown-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8879856125980780264?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8879856125980780264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8879856125980780264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-lord.html' title='Thank You Lord'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8700638422253296231</id><published>2008-12-20T10:00:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T12:10:27.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>"Strength lies in Unity." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"God is most interested in Christians with FAITH &lt;br /&gt;in a GREAT God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Christian life is not about a rule you keep or &lt;br /&gt;a sin you avoid; it is about a Person you love." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As long as the Christian have life's problems solved,&lt;br /&gt;then God is on constant trial as to whether or not&lt;br /&gt;He is Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no area of life in which we act more foolishly&lt;br /&gt;than in the area of obeying God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more a Christian judges other people, the less&lt;br /&gt;obedient he becomes."&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Jack Schaap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never had a trial I wanted to have, but I never had &lt;br /&gt;trial I wasn't glad I had." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faith is asking. Faith is believing. Faith is doubting. &lt;br /&gt;Faith is stepping out anyway." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fire doesn't make you what you are; it reveals what &lt;br /&gt;you were." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The thing that God wants from us more than anything else &lt;br /&gt;is our dependency on Him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Preaching is teaching with a tear in the eye." &lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A holy life will produce the deepest impression. Lighthouses &lt;br /&gt;blow no horns; they only shine." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of one hundred men, one will read the bible; the ninety-nine &lt;br /&gt;will read the Christian." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never met a man(woman) who has given me as much trouble as &lt;br /&gt;myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God never made a promise that was too good to be true.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sin will keep you from this book, or this book will keep you &lt;br /&gt;from sin." &lt;br /&gt;-Dwight. L. Moody &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mLZA8wuMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PciHNSaeoyg/s1600/spurgn45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mLZA8wuMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PciHNSaeoyg/s200/spurgn45.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470056484286019778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord gets his best soldiers out of&lt;br /&gt;the highlands of affliction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As sure as God puts His children in the&lt;br /&gt;furnace He will be in the furnace with them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has been said that our anxiety does not empty tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;of its sorrow, but only empties today of its strength." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sincerity makes the very least person to be of more value &lt;br /&gt;than the most talented hypocrite." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trials teach us what we are; they dig up the soil, and &lt;br /&gt;let us see what we are made of." &lt;br /&gt;-Charles Spurgeon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe the Bible is the word of God from cover to cover." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have a God who delights in impossibilities." &lt;br /&gt;~ Billy Sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8700638422253296231?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8700638422253296231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8700638422253296231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mLZA8wuMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PciHNSaeoyg/s72-c/spurgn45.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-898935780916744990</id><published>2008-12-18T12:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:43:49.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's In the Valleys I Grow</title><content type='html'>-Author: Jane Eggleston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life seems hard to bear,&lt;br /&gt;Full of sorrow, trouble and woe&lt;br /&gt;It's then I have to remember&lt;br /&gt;That it's in the valleys I grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RzF6Nr8nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ofecMv7htHs/s1600/1574R-23190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RzF6Nr8nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ofecMv7htHs/s200/1574R-23190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468622392897827442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I always stayed on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;And never experienced pain,&lt;br /&gt;I would never appreciate God's love&lt;br /&gt;And would be living in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to learn&lt;br /&gt;And my growth is very slow,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I need the mountain tops,&lt;br /&gt;But it's in the valleys I grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not always understand&lt;br /&gt;Why things happen as they do,&lt;br /&gt;But I am very sure of one thing.&lt;br /&gt;My Lord will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little valleys are nothing&lt;br /&gt;When I picture Christ on the cross&lt;br /&gt;He went through the valley of death;&lt;br /&gt;His victory was Satan's loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me Lord, for complaining&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling so very low.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a gentle reminder&lt;br /&gt;That it's in the valleys I grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to strengthen me, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And use my life each day&lt;br /&gt;To share your love with others&lt;br /&gt;And help them find their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for valleys, Lord&lt;br /&gt;For this one thing I know&lt;br /&gt;The mountain tops are glorious&lt;br /&gt;But it's in the valleys I grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor." &lt;br /&gt;"The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything." &lt;br /&gt;"If your problem is bigger than your GOD, then you are serving the wrong god."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember... knees that bend don't shake! " -- Dr. P. L. Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-898935780916744990?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/898935780916744990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/898935780916744990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-in-valleys-i-grow.html' title='It&apos;s In the Valleys I Grow'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-RzF6Nr8nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ofecMv7htHs/s72-c/1574R-23190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-3262903396170629645</id><published>2008-12-16T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:14:17.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing-May 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>My neighbors on both side of us&lt;br /&gt;are now saved.  I had the privilege&lt;br /&gt;of leading the 2nd neighbor's wife &lt;br /&gt;to the Lord today.  The husband got &lt;br /&gt;saved a couple of weeks early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise The Lord, God Is Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 10:13 &lt;br /&gt;For whosoever shall call upon the&lt;br /&gt;name of the Lord shall be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-3262903396170629645?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3262903396170629645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3262903396170629645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/blessing-may-23-2009.html' title='Blessing-May 23, 2009'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8069322620181273016</id><published>2008-12-16T13:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:05:14.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mDJ1qjKkI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ek4T405weA8/s1600/Special+olympics+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mDJ1qjKkI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ek4T405weA8/s200/Special+olympics+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470047427465783874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, at the Seattle &lt;br /&gt;Special Olympics, nine &lt;br /&gt;contestants, all physically or &lt;br /&gt;mentally disabled, assembled &lt;br /&gt;at the starting line for the 100 yard dash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, &lt;br /&gt;but with arelish to run the race to the finish and win. &lt;br /&gt;All, that is, except one little boy who stumbled on the &lt;br /&gt;asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times,and began to cry.  &lt;br /&gt;The other eight heard the boy cry. They slowed down and &lt;br /&gt;looked back. Then they all turned around and went back. &lt;br /&gt;Every one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One girl with Down's Syndrome bent down and kissed him &lt;br /&gt;and said:"This will make it better." Then all nine linked &lt;br /&gt;arms and walked together to the finish line. Everyone in &lt;br /&gt;the stadium stood, and the cheering went on for several &lt;br /&gt;minutes. People who were there are still telling the story. &lt;br /&gt;Why?  Because deep down, we know this one thing: What &lt;br /&gt;matters in this life is more than winning for ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;What matters in this life is helping others win, even if &lt;br /&gt;it means slowing down and changing our course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God Grant Me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Grant me the Strength I need to face the things life has dealt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant me the Patience to make it through another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me have the Courage to stand up for my child and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to accept the things I cannot change, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom to understand and provide the very best care for my child with Special Needs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all God Grant me the Serenity I need to be the best Mother and Friend to my Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ten Commandments For Parents of Handicapped Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take one day at a time, and take that day positively. You don't have control over the future, but you do have control over today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never underestimate your child's potential. Allow him, encourage him, expect him to develop to the best of his abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Find and allow positive mentors: parents and professionals who can share with you their experience, advice, and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Provide and be involved with the most appropriate educational and learning environments for your child from infancy on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep in mind the feelings and needs of your spouse and your other children. Remind them that this child does not get more of your love just because he gets more of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Answer only to your conscience: then you'll be able to answer to your child. You need not justify your actions to your friends or the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be honest with your feelings. You can't be a super-parent 24 hours a day. Allow yourself jealousy, anger, pity, frustration, and depression in small amounts whenever necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be kind to yourself. Don't focus continually on what needs to be done. Remember to look at what you have accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Stop and smell the roses. Take advantage of the fact that you have gained a special appreciation for the little miracles in life that others take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Keep and use a sense of humor. Cracking up with laughter can keep you from cracking up from stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8069322620181273016?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8069322620181273016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8069322620181273016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/special-olympics.html' title='Special Olympics'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-mDJ1qjKkI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ek4T405weA8/s72-c/Special+olympics+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5180753968601770690</id><published>2008-12-16T12:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:44:32.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies For Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3gCuXRb_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/A0SigjcvVXU/s1600/867R-1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3gCuXRb_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/A0SigjcvVXU/s200/867R-1518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471275459735023602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale". Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner's sign. " How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30 to $50." The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. " Can I please look at them?" The store owner smiled and whistled and out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?" The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. " That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, " No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll give him to you." The little boy got quite upset. He looked straight into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, " I don't want you to give him to me. That little dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for." The store owner countered, " You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies." To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, " Well, I don't run so well myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dan Clark&lt;br /&gt;Weathering the Storm from Chicken Soup for the Soul&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 1993 by Jack Canfield &amp; Mark Victor Hansen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5180753968601770690?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5180753968601770690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5180753968601770690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/puppies-for-sale_02.html' title='Puppies For Sale'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-3gCuXRb_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/A0SigjcvVXU/s72-c/867R-1518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-181277170801558757</id><published>2008-12-16T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:52:09.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"What About Paul?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SLQmTcIuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uWOGSH1VlcQ/s1600/Cover+pic+what+about+Paul_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SLQmTcIuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uWOGSH1VlcQ/s200/Cover+pic+what+about+Paul_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468648964810875618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jad and I did not always see eye to eye &lt;br /&gt;on everything about Paul.  Paul was &lt;br /&gt;becoming the center of attention in our &lt;br /&gt;family.  The phrase "What about Paul?” &lt;br /&gt;started becoming a sticky point in our &lt;br /&gt;marriage, because he needed so much &lt;br /&gt;attention.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad that Paul had this disability, and I wanted his life &lt;br /&gt;to be as comfortable as possible. Jad did also, but he felt that &lt;br /&gt;our marriage should come first, which I did agree with, but it &lt;br /&gt;was hard for me split my attention between the both of them.  &lt;br /&gt;Jad and I had a few moments of debating on what we should do &lt;br /&gt;about Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a special needs child puts a lot of pressure on the &lt;br /&gt;parents.  It is definitely a give and take situation.  God &lt;br /&gt;doesn't write a manuscript for a handicapped child and there &lt;br /&gt;are many ups and downs.  We went to see Bro. Hyles a couple &lt;br /&gt;times about a decision concerning Paul that we needed some &lt;br /&gt;advice on.  Thank God for Bro. Hyles' and Bro. Schaap's &lt;br /&gt;wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:2 &lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man that endureth temptation (adversity): &lt;br /&gt;for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, &lt;br /&gt;which the Lord hath promised to them that love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-181277170801558757?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/181277170801558757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/181277170801558757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/trouble.html' title='&quot;What About Paul?&quot;'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-SLQmTcIuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uWOGSH1VlcQ/s72-c/Cover+pic+what+about+Paul_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4915392609974412665</id><published>2008-12-11T12:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:52:08.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People Need The Lord-Mrs. Beverly Hyles</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEEnT2Vbpfo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mEEnT2Vbpfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mEEnT2Vbpfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4915392609974412665?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4915392609974412665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4915392609974412665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-need-lord-mrs-beverly-hyles.html' title='People Need The Lord-Mrs. Beverly Hyles'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4404043820436072335</id><published>2008-12-11T12:00:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:00:58.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mrs. Beverly Hyles!</title><content type='html'>-February 14-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;to our church's former first lady,&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Beverly Hyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a GREAT LADY!  She is 80 years &lt;br /&gt;old today.  Happy Birthday, Mrs. Hyles.  &lt;br /&gt;I Love You!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4404043820436072335?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4404043820436072335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4404043820436072335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-mrs-beverly-hyles.html' title='Happy Birthday Mrs. Beverly Hyles!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-1806246815443534529</id><published>2008-12-11T11:30:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:24:19.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mrs. Cindy Schaap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMhiYB1gbYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rWYC7k7AECc/s1600/Cindy+Schaap+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMhiYB1gbYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rWYC7k7AECc/s200/Cindy+Schaap+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532780307173895554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-November 30-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish a&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to our new&lt;br /&gt;first lady, Mrs. Cindy Schaap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I know her age, but&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she might be the same age as me, 29!!! I have&lt;br /&gt;birthdays, I just don't get any older.  Isn't that amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I would also like to say Thank You for being our first &lt;br /&gt;lady.  She has done a Wonderful Job!!! I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful picture of her!  She is as beautiful on the&lt;br /&gt;outside as she is on the inside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-1806246815443534529?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1806246815443534529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1806246815443534529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-mrs-cindy-schaap.html' title='Happy Birthday Mrs. Cindy Schaap!'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/TMhiYB1gbYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rWYC7k7AECc/s72-c/Cindy+Schaap+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6049846526653419136</id><published>2008-12-11T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:00:23.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism Symptoms</title><content type='html'>Autism - Symptoms&lt;br /&gt;Core symptoms&lt;br /&gt;The severity of symptoms varies greatly between individuals, &lt;br /&gt;but all people with autism have some core symptoms in the &lt;br /&gt;areas of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social interactions and relationships. &lt;br /&gt;Symptoms may include: &lt;br /&gt;Significant problems developing nonverbal communication &lt;br /&gt;skills, such as eye-to-eye gazing, facial expressions, &lt;br /&gt;and body posture.  Failure to establish friendships with &lt;br /&gt;children the same age. Lack of interest in sharing enjoyment, &lt;br /&gt;interests, or achievements with other people.Lack of empathy. &lt;br /&gt;People with autism may have difficulty understanding another &lt;br /&gt;person's feelings, such as pain or sorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbal and nonverbal communication. &lt;br /&gt;Symptoms may include: &lt;br /&gt;Delay in, or lack of, learning to talk. As many as 40% of &lt;br /&gt;people with autism never speak.  Problems taking steps to &lt;br /&gt;start a conversation. Also, people with autism have difficulties &lt;br /&gt;continuing a conversation after it has begun. Stereotyped &lt;br /&gt;and repetitive use of language. People with autism often &lt;br /&gt;repeat over and over a phrase they have heard previously &lt;br /&gt;(echolalia).  Difficulty understanding their listener's &lt;br /&gt;perspective. For example, a person with autism may not &lt;br /&gt;understand that someone is using humor. They may interpret &lt;br /&gt;the communication word for word and fail to catch the implied &lt;br /&gt;meaning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limited interests in activities or play. &lt;br /&gt;Symptoms may include: &lt;br /&gt;An unusual focus on pieces. Younger children with autism &lt;br /&gt;often focus on parts of toys, such as the wheels on a car, &lt;br /&gt;rather than playing with the entire toy. Preoccupation with &lt;br /&gt;certain topics. For example, older children and adults may &lt;br /&gt;be fascinated by video games, trading cards, or license plates.&lt;br /&gt;A need for sameness and routines. For example, a child with &lt;br /&gt;autism may always need to eat bread before salad and insist on &lt;br /&gt;driving the same route every day to school.  Stereotyped &lt;br /&gt;behaviors. These may include body rocking and hand flapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms during childhood&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of autism are usually noticed first by parents and &lt;br /&gt;other caregivers sometime during the child's first 3 years. &lt;br /&gt;Although autism is present at birth (congenital), signs of &lt;br /&gt;the disorder can be difficult to identify or diagnose during &lt;br /&gt;infancy. Parents often become concerned when their toddler &lt;br /&gt;does not like to be held; does not seem interested in playing &lt;br /&gt;certain games, such as peekaboo; and does not begin to talk. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, a child will start to talk at the same time as &lt;br /&gt;other children the same age, then lose his or her language s&lt;br /&gt;kills. They also may be confused about their child's hearing &lt;br /&gt;abilities. It often seems that a child with autism does not &lt;br /&gt;hear, yet at other times, he or she may appear to hear a &lt;br /&gt;distant background noise, such as the whistle of a train.&lt;br /&gt;With early and intensive treatment, most children improve &lt;br /&gt;their ability to relate to others, communicate, and help &lt;br /&gt;themselves as they grow older. Contrary to popular myths &lt;br /&gt;about children with autism, very few are completely socially &lt;br /&gt;isolated or "live in a world of their own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms during teen years&lt;br /&gt;Autism - Symptoms&lt;br /&gt;During the teen years, the patterns of behavior often change. &lt;br /&gt;Many teens gain skills but still lag behind in their ability &lt;br /&gt;to relate to and understand others. Puberty and emerging &lt;br /&gt;sexuality may be more difficult for teens who have autism than &lt;br /&gt;for others this age. Teens are at an increased risk for &lt;br /&gt;developing problems related to depression, anxiety, and &lt;br /&gt;epilepsy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms in adulthood&lt;br /&gt;Some adults with autism are able to work and live on their own. &lt;br /&gt;The degree to which an adult with autism can lead an &lt;br /&gt;independent life is related to intelligence and ability to &lt;br /&gt;communicate. At least 33% are able to achieve at least partial &lt;br /&gt;independence.Some adults with autism need a lot of assistance, &lt;br /&gt;especially those with low intelligence who are unable to speak. &lt;br /&gt;Part-or full-time supervision can be provided by residential &lt;br /&gt;treatment programs. At the other end of the spectrum, adults &lt;br /&gt;with high-functioning autism are often successful in their &lt;br /&gt;professions and able to live independently, although they &lt;br /&gt;typically continue to have some difficulties relating to other &lt;br /&gt;people. These individuals usually have average to &lt;br /&gt;above-average intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other symptoms&lt;br /&gt;Many people with autism have symptoms similar to attention &lt;br /&gt;deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). But these symptoms, &lt;br /&gt;especially problems with social relationships, are more &lt;br /&gt;severe for people with autism. For more information, see &lt;br /&gt;the topic Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10% of people with autism have some form of savant &lt;br /&gt;skills-special limited gifts such as memorizing lists, &lt;br /&gt;calculating calendar dates, drawing, or musical ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people with autism have unusual sensory perceptions. &lt;br /&gt;For example, they may describe a light touch as painful &lt;br /&gt;and deep pressure as providing a calming feeling. Others &lt;br /&gt;may not feel pain at all. Some people with autism have &lt;br /&gt;strong food likes and dislikes and unusual preoccupations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep problems occur in about 40% to 70% of people with &lt;br /&gt;autism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other conditions&lt;br /&gt;Autism is one of several types of pervasive developmental &lt;br /&gt;disorders (PDDs), also called autism spectrum disorders &lt;br /&gt;(ASD). It is not unusual for autism to be confused with &lt;br /&gt;other PDDs, such as Asperger's disorder or syndrome, or &lt;br /&gt;to have overlapping symptoms. A similar condition is &lt;br /&gt;called pervasive developmental disorder-NOS (not otherwise &lt;br /&gt;specified). PDD-NOS occurs when children display similar &lt;br /&gt;behaviors but do not meet the criteria for autism. It is &lt;br /&gt;commonly called just PDD. In addition, other conditions &lt;br /&gt;with similar symptoms may also have similarities to or &lt;br /&gt;occur with autism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6049846526653419136?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6049846526653419136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6049846526653419136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/autism-symptoms.html' title='Autism Symptoms'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6683238907004488880</id><published>2008-12-11T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:49:03.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen Keller Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-gZSFm7z7I/AAAAAAAAAfw/69W8xVFTCp4/s1600/Helen+Keller+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 78px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-gZSFm7z7I/AAAAAAAAAfw/69W8xVFTCp4/s200/Helen+Keller+3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469649545975287730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thank God for my handicaps, for through them,&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself, my work, and my God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alone we can do so little; together we can do &lt;br /&gt;so much." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although the world is full of suffering, it is &lt;br /&gt;also full of the overcoming of it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. &lt;br /&gt;Only through experience of trial and suffering can &lt;br /&gt;the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and &lt;br /&gt;success achieved." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Faith is the strength by which a shattered world &lt;br /&gt;shall emerge into the light." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but &lt;br /&gt;it is my chief duty to accomplish small tasks as &lt;br /&gt;if they were great and noble." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look &lt;br /&gt;the world straight in the eye."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6683238907004488880?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6683238907004488880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6683238907004488880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/helen-keller-quotes.html' title='Helen Keller Quotes'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-gZSFm7z7I/AAAAAAAAAfw/69W8xVFTCp4/s72-c/Helen+Keller+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-975451097377638184</id><published>2008-12-11T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:15:43.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-QiBYZTJTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/-c8sTqix7Fg/s1600/bishop4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 82px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-QiBYZTJTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/-c8sTqix7Fg/s200/bishop4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468533254658401586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a word for God I know&lt;br /&gt;And speak I often should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a word our world must hear&lt;br /&gt;That God is often good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's good when things are going well&lt;br /&gt;The lost can even say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it takes a child with tested faith&lt;br /&gt;To say it everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd proclaims how good He is &lt;br /&gt;When there is money in the bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trusting soul in poverty&lt;br /&gt;Still bows and give Him thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to sing "God is good" &lt;br /&gt;When things are always right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But real faith shines when we can sing&lt;br /&gt;On a dark and stormy night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days are dark I also know&lt;br /&gt;But hear me if you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how dark and rough the way&lt;br /&gt;Our God is always good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. John Bishop&lt;br /&gt;www.godissogood.net&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers:&lt;br /&gt;If you want a real blessing get to know&lt;br /&gt;this man, John Bishop.  He and his wife&lt;br /&gt;have gone through so much and have a &lt;br /&gt;sweet and sincere testimony for the Lord.  &lt;br /&gt;We had him at our church a couple of years &lt;br /&gt;ago.  God is SO...Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You, &lt;br /&gt;Rachelle Terrebonne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-975451097377638184?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/975451097377638184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/975451097377638184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-is-so-good.html' title='God Is So Good'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-QiBYZTJTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/-c8sTqix7Fg/s72-c/bishop4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-3479128002443825841</id><published>2008-12-11T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T15:19:33.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Parent's Point of View</title><content type='html'>Judge If You Want To&lt;br /&gt;by Patricia Saunders &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and judge me. I know what you are thinking. You are thinking look at that child, he is way too old to scream like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize you think I am a bad parent. I know you think that my son should be able to sit quietly at the table. And not bother you at the next table while you eat at the restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that you look down on us as we take my son around in his special stroller. I am conscious of the fact that you think he should not flap around at his age. I realize that you think that I should not take my son out if I cannot control him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing you must know. &lt;br /&gt;I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THINK!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my son and he has the same rights as anyone else. So unless you think your stares or glares are going to cure his autism leave us alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be aware of one more thing. People with autism do not judge. They do not play mental games, and they do not lie. Autistics take people at face value. What you see is what you get. We could all learn something from them.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers:&lt;br /&gt;I found this article and I just wanted you to know how other &lt;br /&gt;parent's feel.  It is Very difficult at times when you are &lt;br /&gt;dealing with a handicapped child.  I added this article&lt;br /&gt;on this website just to ask you for some patience with&lt;br /&gt;families that have handicapped children.  Believe me, it is&lt;br /&gt;not always easy to know how to handle every situation that&lt;br /&gt;comes up.  Please, try to Walk in their shoes for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-3479128002443825841?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3479128002443825841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3479128002443825841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-parents-point-of-view.html' title='Another Parent&apos;s Point of View'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8788626907825404537</id><published>2008-12-11T10:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:31:29.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Should Know About My Child</title><content type='html'>Remember that he is, first of all, my child.&lt;br /&gt;Let me see him smiling in his sleep and let &lt;br /&gt;me think about how handsome he is and not &lt;br /&gt;about how delayed that smile was in coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-STTQhhafI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VFkytj5JM7Y/s1600/bxp35424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-STTQhhafI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VFkytj5JM7Y/s200/bxp35424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468657806596991474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me not lose sight of my son in &lt;br /&gt;the shadow of his limitations.  I &lt;br /&gt;know that you care for my child and &lt;br /&gt;that you work hard with him. I need &lt;br /&gt;your expertise to help him become all that he is capable &lt;br /&gt;of being. You need my help in understanding who he &lt;br /&gt;really is and in following through at home with things &lt;br /&gt;that are important.  Remember, though, that you send &lt;br /&gt;him home at night and have weekends off and paid &lt;br /&gt;vacations.Let me have the luxury of having a vacation, &lt;br /&gt;sometimes physically, sometimes just emotionally, for &lt;br /&gt;a day, a week, a month, without your judging me. I will &lt;br /&gt;be there for him when you are long gone.I love my child &lt;br /&gt;with an intensity that you can only imagine.  If on a &lt;br /&gt;given day I am tired or cross with him, listen to me, &lt;br /&gt;lighten my burden, but do not judge me.  Celebrate with &lt;br /&gt;me, rejoice in who he is and who he will become, but &lt;br /&gt;forgive me if from time to time I shed a tear for who &lt;br /&gt;he might have been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8788626907825404537?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8788626907825404537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8788626907825404537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-you-should-know-about-my-child.html' title='What You Should Know About My Child'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-STTQhhafI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VFkytj5JM7Y/s72-c/bxp35424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4883700339499314026</id><published>2008-12-11T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:15:34.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>"I don't have&lt;br /&gt;to know why;&lt;br /&gt;I know Him&lt;br /&gt;who knows why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4883700339499314026?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4883700339499314026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4883700339499314026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-have-to-know-why-i-know-him-who.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-2207559005211039508</id><published>2008-12-10T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:59:49.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Has A Positive Answer</title><content type='html'>BIBLE VERSES   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say:  'It's impossible'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:   All things are possible   &lt;br /&gt;(Luke 18:27)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I'm too tired'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I will give you rest     &lt;br /&gt;(Matthew 11:28-30)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'Nobody really loves me'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I love you   &lt;br /&gt;(John 3:1   6 &amp; John 3:34 )   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I can't go on'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  My grace is sufficient &lt;br /&gt;(II Corinthians 12:9 &amp; Psalm 91:15)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I can't figure things out'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I will direct your steps   &lt;br /&gt;(Proverbs 3:5-   6)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I can't do it'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  You can do all things   &lt;br /&gt;(Philippians 4:13)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I'm not able'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I am able   &lt;br /&gt;(II Corinthians 9:8)   &lt;br /&gt;You say: 'It's not worth it' &lt;br /&gt;God says:  It will be worth it   &lt;br /&gt;(Roman 8:28 )   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I can't forgive myself'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I Forgive you   &lt;br /&gt;(I John 1:9 &amp; Romans 8:1)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I can't manage'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I will supply all your needs   &lt;br /&gt;(Philippians 4:19)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I'm afraid'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I have not given you a spirit of fear   &lt;br /&gt;(II Timothy 1:7)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I'm always worried and frustrated'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  Cast all your cares on ME   &lt;br /&gt;(I Peter 5:7)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I'm not smart enough'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I give you wisdom   &lt;br /&gt;(I Corinthians 1:30)   &lt;br /&gt;You say:  'I feel all alone'   &lt;br /&gt;God says:  I will never leave you or forsake you   &lt;br /&gt;(Hebrews 13:5)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-2207559005211039508?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2207559005211039508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2207559005211039508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/bible-verses-you-say-its-impossible-god.html' title='God Has A Positive Answer'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-926894468951410662</id><published>2008-12-10T13:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:48:48.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nCc3lfhPI/AAAAAAAAAio/hqYEr9dwNmM/s1600/0495-214002-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nCc3lfhPI/AAAAAAAAAio/hqYEr9dwNmM/s200/0495-214002-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470117023631508722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By-Emily Perl Kingsley&lt;br /&gt;c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved. &lt;br /&gt;(This is excellent)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.&lt;br /&gt;But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-926894468951410662?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/926894468951410662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/926894468951410662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-holland.html' title='Welcome To Holland'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nCc3lfhPI/AAAAAAAAAio/hqYEr9dwNmM/s72-c/0495-214002-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8834541095160096085</id><published>2008-12-10T12:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:49:33.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Jad and I live in Holland also.  We have been there&lt;br /&gt;for 27 years.  At first it is hard to believe that&lt;br /&gt;you are there, but God does give you grace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10 &lt;br /&gt;And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: &lt;br /&gt;for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly &lt;br /&gt;therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that &lt;br /&gt;the power of Christ may rest upon me.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, &lt;br /&gt;in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's &lt;br /&gt;sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You ALL of you in Holland!&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8834541095160096085?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8834541095160096085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8834541095160096085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/holland.html' title='Holland'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-2099277686181899671</id><published>2008-12-10T12:00:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:55:56.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Holland-I'm Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nFNQeMmrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/t680pO6FpuA/s1600/windmills+and+tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nFNQeMmrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/t680pO6FpuA/s200/windmills+and+tulips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470120053968771762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Holland- I'm Home &lt;br /&gt;By Cathy Anthony &lt;br /&gt;(my follow-up to the original \Welcome to Holland\ by Emily Perl Kingsley)&lt;br /&gt;I have been in Holland for over a decade &lt;br /&gt;now. It has become home. I have had time &lt;br /&gt;to catch my breath, to settle and adjust, &lt;br /&gt;to accept something different than I'd planned. I reflect back &lt;br /&gt;on those years of past when I had first landed in Holland. I &lt;br /&gt;remember clearly my shock, my fear, my anger, the pain and &lt;br /&gt;uncertainty. In those first few years, I tried to get back to &lt;br /&gt;Italy as planned, but Holland was where I was to stay. Today, &lt;br /&gt;I can say how far I have come on this unexpected journey. I &lt;br /&gt;have learned so much more. But, this too has been a journey &lt;br /&gt;of time. I worked hard. I bought new guidebooks. I learned a &lt;br /&gt;new language and I slowly found my way around this new land. &lt;br /&gt;I have met others whose plans had changed like mine, and who &lt;br /&gt;could share my experience. We supported one another and &lt;br /&gt;some have become very special friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these fellow travelers had been in Holland longer &lt;br /&gt;than I and were seasoned guides, assisting me along the &lt;br /&gt;way. Many have encouraged me. Many have taught me to &lt;br /&gt;open my eyes to the wonder and gifts to behold in this &lt;br /&gt;new land. I have discovered a community of caring. Holland &lt;br /&gt;wasn't so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Holland is used to wayward travelers like me and &lt;br /&gt;grew to become a land of hospitality, reaching out to welcome, &lt;br /&gt;to assist and to support newcomers like me in this new land. &lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've wondered what life would have been like &lt;br /&gt;if I'd landed in Italy as planned. Would life have been easier? &lt;br /&gt;Would it have been as rewarding? Would I have learned some &lt;br /&gt;of the important lessons I hold today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, this journey has been more challenging and at times I &lt;br /&gt;would (and still do) stomp my feet and cry out in frustration &lt;br /&gt;and protest. And, yes, Holland is slower paced than Italy and &lt;br /&gt;less flashy than Italy, but this too has been an unexpected &lt;br /&gt;gift. I have learned to slow down in ways too and look closer &lt;br /&gt;at things, with a new appreciation for the remarkable beauty &lt;br /&gt;of Holland with its tulips, windmills and Rembrandts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to love Holland and call it Home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become a world traveler and discovered that it doesn't &lt;br /&gt;matter where you land. What's more important is what you &lt;br /&gt;make of your journey and how you see and enjoy the very &lt;br /&gt;special, the very lovely, things that Holland, or any land, &lt;br /&gt;has to offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, over a decade ago I landed in a place I hadn't planned. &lt;br /&gt;Yet I am thankful, for this destination has been richer than &lt;br /&gt;I could have imagined! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy Anthony is a parent, advocate and presently the &lt;br /&gt;executive director of the Family Support Institute in &lt;br /&gt;Vancouver, BC (www.vcn.bc.ca/bcacl/fsi.htm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-2099277686181899671?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2099277686181899671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2099277686181899671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebrating-holland-im-home.html' title='Celebrating Holland-I&apos;m Home'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nFNQeMmrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/t680pO6FpuA/s72-c/windmills+and+tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7432711418561905839</id><published>2008-12-10T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:58:47.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Handicapped By Dr. Jack Hyles</title><content type='html'>On Sunday morning sitting on the platform I &lt;br /&gt;looked out over our congregation to love my &lt;br /&gt;people.  I looked over to the deaf people,&lt;br /&gt;then to the blind, then to the retarded and &lt;br /&gt;others; I love them andrealized the things &lt;br /&gt;they cannot enjoy.  Suddenly it dawned on me &lt;br /&gt;there are special things that they CAN enjoy.  &lt;br /&gt;The next day, whilesitting in a motel room in &lt;br /&gt;Hagerstown, Maryland, I wrote the following &lt;br /&gt;words to the handicapped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE DEAF&lt;br /&gt;You CANNOT hear&lt;br /&gt;the whipperwill&lt;br /&gt;The orphaned rill,&lt;br /&gt;The gossipy Bob While;&lt;br /&gt;Your loved one's voice,&lt;br /&gt;Mom Nature's noise.&lt;br /&gt;The cricket's tune at night;&lt;br /&gt;The dripping rain, &lt;br /&gt;The choir's refrain,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, from a friend;&lt;br /&gt;The Baby's goo&lt;br /&gt;His "I wuv oo-oo";&lt;br /&gt;The whistle of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You NEED NOT hear&lt;br /&gt;A sufferer's cry&lt;br /&gt;Bereavement's sigh,&lt;br /&gt;Or words of hate and blame;&lt;br /&gt;Complainers whine,&lt;br /&gt;Or gripers pine,&lt;br /&gt;Or cursing of God's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you CAN hear&lt;br /&gt;Your Father tell&lt;br /&gt;His "Peace be still",&lt;br /&gt;The language of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;"Son, do My will, &lt;br /&gt;And serve me till&lt;br /&gt;The rapture makes you whole.&lt;br /&gt;Can be your choice&lt;br /&gt;To hear My Voice&lt;br /&gt;Until yor race is run;&lt;br /&gt;You can draw sigh&lt;br /&gt;Not hindered by&lt;br /&gt;the static of the tongue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE BLIND.&lt;br /&gt;You CANNOT see&lt;br /&gt;the stars at night,&lt;br /&gt;The moon's soft light,&lt;br /&gt;A busy mountain stream;&lt;br /&gt;A daffodil,&lt;br /&gt;A friendly hill,&lt;br /&gt;A lover's eyelight gleam;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty face&lt;br /&gt;Some dainty lace,&lt;br /&gt;A nervous autumn leaves;&lt;br /&gt;The peacock's fan, &lt;br /&gt;The desert sand,&lt;br /&gt;The golden harvest sheaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You NEED NOT see&lt;br /&gt;A bloody crash,&lt;br /&gt;Or messy trash, &lt;br /&gt;A world destroyed by man;&lt;br /&gt;A dirty book&lt;br /&gt;A bitter look,&lt;br /&gt;A messy garbage can;&lt;br /&gt;A stormy cloud,&lt;br /&gt;A quiet shoud,&lt;br /&gt;The sullen cynic's frown;&lt;br /&gt;The lewd, the rude,&lt;br /&gt;The nude, the crude,&lt;br /&gt;The filthy part of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ARE NOT hampered by&lt;br /&gt;Two healthy eyes&lt;br /&gt;Employed by those who're whole,&lt;br /&gt;Which oft incur&lt;br /&gt;A hazy blur&lt;br /&gt;To vision by the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you CAN see&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Jesus' face,&lt;br /&gt;Salvation's grace,&lt;br /&gt;And dreams of having sight;&lt;br /&gt;And you CAN view&lt;br /&gt;Some truths that few&lt;br /&gt;Can see who walk in light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you CAN see&lt;br /&gt;Eternity&lt;br /&gt;When kneeling on the floor;&lt;br /&gt;You CAN see stars&lt;br /&gt;As far as Mars&lt;br /&gt;When staggered by a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MUTE.&lt;br /&gt;You CANNOT SPEAK&lt;br /&gt;A word of cheer,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you dear,"&lt;br /&gt;A sermon from the Book;&lt;br /&gt;But you CAN smile a little while,&lt;br /&gt;A give a loving look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you CAN speak&lt;br /&gt;With warm embrace,&lt;br /&gt;A happy face,&lt;br /&gt;A squeezing of the hand;&lt;br /&gt;To God above&lt;br /&gt;You can speak love,&lt;br /&gt;And do the best you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE EDUCABLE SLOW,&lt;br /&gt;You DO NOT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;What isn't so,&lt;br /&gt;The theory of evolution;&lt;br /&gt;The professor said&lt;br /&gt;That God is dead,&lt;br /&gt;And we need revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You CAN know&lt;br /&gt;His perfect will,&lt;br /&gt;Salvation's thrill,&lt;br /&gt;That Heaven is you own;&lt;br /&gt;And know the way&lt;br /&gt;To kneel and pray, &lt;br /&gt;And linger at His throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You CAN know&lt;br /&gt;From here below,&lt;br /&gt;That Jesus died for you;&lt;br /&gt;And understand,&lt;br /&gt;And hold His hand&lt;br /&gt;Until His face you view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE POOR&lt;br /&gt;You CAN'T AFFORD&lt;br /&gt;The sleeping pills,&lt;br /&gt;And liquor's ills&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning pain;&lt;br /&gt;The cocktail sip,&lt;br /&gt;The addict's trip&lt;br /&gt;The misery of gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You CAN afford&lt;br /&gt;Salvation free,&lt;br /&gt;And liberty,&lt;br /&gt;The blessedness of health;&lt;br /&gt;To you CAN come&lt;br /&gt;Deliverance from&lt;br /&gt;The poverty of wealth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7432711418561905839?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7432711418561905839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7432711418561905839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-handicapped-by-dr-jack-hyles.html' title='To The Handicapped By Dr. Jack Hyles'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-167524405287141382</id><published>2008-12-09T12:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:09:34.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions About Paul</title><content type='html'>After being in preschool for a couple of years &lt;br /&gt;we decided that Paul just wasn’t making enough &lt;br /&gt;progress.  He was still not toilet trained, and &lt;br /&gt;we felt he should be able to do more.  I decided &lt;br /&gt;to go see our pediatrician tell him about our &lt;br /&gt;concerns about Paul. Our pediatrician's worked &lt;br /&gt;with handicapped children and I trusted his judgment. &lt;br /&gt;I asked him about a place in New Albany, Indiana &lt;br /&gt;that our social worker told us about. He agreed &lt;br /&gt;that this might be a good place for Paul. I wasn’t &lt;br /&gt;sure what to do because I didn't want Paul that &lt;br /&gt;far away from us. Jad thought it was the right &lt;br /&gt;thing to do. Paul would be 4 hours away, and we &lt;br /&gt;would only be able to see him about once a month.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to see Bro. Hyles to help us make the &lt;br /&gt;right decision.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 13:20a &lt;br /&gt;He that walketh with wise men shall be wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-167524405287141382?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/167524405287141382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/167524405287141382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions-about-paul.html' title='Decisions About Paul'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7233329833896914163</id><published>2008-12-09T12:00:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:00:00.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Meeting with Bro. Hyles</title><content type='html'>After I had gone to see the pediatrician and talked &lt;br /&gt;to him about the situation with Paul, I came home &lt;br /&gt;and talked to Jad about what the doctor had said.  &lt;br /&gt;Jad was in agreement with the doctor and our social &lt;br /&gt;worker, but I didn’t feel comfortable with the decision.  &lt;br /&gt;Paul was only 5 years old.  He would move 4 hours away &lt;br /&gt;from us.  Jad and I decided to get counsel from Bro. Hyles.  &lt;br /&gt;We decided to take Paul and Amy with us on the day of our &lt;br /&gt;appointment.  As Bro. Hyles, Jad and I were talking about &lt;br /&gt;the situation with Paul, Paul did his normal behavior that &lt;br /&gt;he always did, getting into everything. Paul got into &lt;br /&gt;Bro. Hyles’ books, turned on and off his lights, and just got &lt;br /&gt;into a lot of Bro. Hyles’ things.  I felt bad that Paul had &lt;br /&gt;done this, but it gave Bro. Hyles a first hand view of him. &lt;br /&gt;Bro. Hyles asked us, “Does Paul behave like this all the time?”  &lt;br /&gt;We responded, “Yes, all the time.”  Bro. Hyles sided with Jad &lt;br /&gt;on this.  He thought that Paul really could use the extra help.  &lt;br /&gt;I agreed, but I still felt bad that Paul would be so far away &lt;br /&gt;from us. Now I had Jad, Bro. Hyles, and the doctor all in &lt;br /&gt;agreement. I knew that I was wrong and out voted. About 2 &lt;br /&gt;weeks later we headed off to New Albany to check out Paul's &lt;br /&gt;temporary new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers:&lt;br /&gt;An additional comment on Our Meeting With Bro. Hyles-&lt;br /&gt;It has been 20 years since Paul was at this facility.  &lt;br /&gt;I am 100% for sure that we made the right decision in &lt;br /&gt;placing him there.  Thank you Jad and Bro. Hyles for &lt;br /&gt;helping me see and do the right thing for Paul. I have &lt;br /&gt;seen the results of families that refuse to make the &lt;br /&gt;needed changes for their child, the child and their &lt;br /&gt;family suffer because of it.  The child never grows &lt;br /&gt;to all that God would allow them to be. Sometimes you &lt;br /&gt;have to allow others to help you make the right decision &lt;br /&gt;and you have to learn to trust so that God can do the &lt;br /&gt;"Impossible" things for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7233329833896914163?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7233329833896914163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7233329833896914163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/off-to-see-bro-hyles.html' title='Our Meeting with Bro. Hyles'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5454003045976228363</id><published>2008-12-09T11:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:12:30.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit Possible New Home For Paul</title><content type='html'>We drove down to New Albany to visit the Silvercrest &lt;br /&gt;Development Center.  Upon our arrival, we were given &lt;br /&gt;a tour of the facility by one of the social workers.  &lt;br /&gt;The buildings were once used as a tuberculosis sanitarium. &lt;br /&gt;The social worker also told us what Paul would be doing &lt;br /&gt;there at the facility if he was accepted into the program. &lt;br /&gt;While we were talking with the social worker, Paul went &lt;br /&gt;for an evaluation from one of the instructors.  We would &lt;br /&gt;have to wait to see if Paul would be able to attend this &lt;br /&gt;facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5454003045976228363?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5454003045976228363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5454003045976228363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/visited-possible-new-home-for-paul.html' title='Visit Possible New Home For Paul'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5640221254197292470</id><published>2008-12-09T11:45:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:04:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Was Accepted At Facility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qs0Wjk78I/AAAAAAAAAcY/EmbFHxY2s_0/s1600/Paul+at+Silver+Crest++on+his+birtfday(Chapter+9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qs0Wjk78I/AAAAAAAAAcY/EmbFHxY2s_0/s200/Paul+at+Silver+Crest++on+his+birtfday(Chapter+9).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468545125454245826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month later they called &lt;br /&gt;us from the facility where we &lt;br /&gt;had visited with Paul. They did &lt;br /&gt;accept Paul into the program.  &lt;br /&gt;About two months later we &lt;br /&gt;packed Paul's clothes and headed down to New Albany, &lt;br /&gt;Indiana.  Paul would live there for 13 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You, &lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5640221254197292470?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5640221254197292470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5640221254197292470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/paul-was-accepted.html' title='Paul Was Accepted At Facility'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Qs0Wjk78I/AAAAAAAAAcY/EmbFHxY2s_0/s72-c/Paul+at+Silver+Crest++on+his+birtfday(Chapter+9).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-7603574355054404401</id><published>2008-12-09T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:37:30.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Through It And See God</title><content type='html'>"Don't look at it&lt;br /&gt;and be bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away&lt;br /&gt;from it and &lt;br /&gt;refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;reality,  Look &lt;br /&gt;through it and&lt;br /&gt;see God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-7603574355054404401?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7603574355054404401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/7603574355054404401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-through-it-and-see-god.html' title='Look Through It And See God'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-2951847096122602465</id><published>2008-12-08T13:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:08:07.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nNd-6LU4I/AAAAAAAAAi4/JWohSI3R2W0/s1600/canstock219118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nNd-6LU4I/AAAAAAAAAi4/JWohSI3R2W0/s200/canstock219118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470129137405088642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Greatest gift we can give to others is &lt;br /&gt;our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man may spur our appeals, reject our message, oppose our argument, dispise &lt;br /&gt;our person, but they are helpless against our prayers."&lt;br /&gt;-Sidlow Baxtor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always respond to every impulse to pray. The &lt;br /&gt;impulse to pray may come when you are reading &lt;br /&gt;or when you are battling with a text. I would &lt;br /&gt;make an absolute law of this – always obey &lt;br /&gt;such an impulse." &lt;br /&gt;--Martyn Lloyd-Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would rather teach one man to pray than ten &lt;br /&gt;men to preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Groanings which cannot be uttered are often &lt;br /&gt;prayers which cannot be refused."&lt;br /&gt;Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray often, for prayer is a shield to the soul, &lt;br /&gt;a sacrifice to God, and a scourge for Satan ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who runs from God in the morning will scarcely &lt;br /&gt;find Him the rest of the day." &lt;br /&gt;--John Bunyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray, and let God worry." &lt;br /&gt;-- Martin Luther &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Prayer is where the action is." &lt;br /&gt;--John Wesley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut the world out, withdraw from all worldly &lt;br /&gt;thoughts and occupations, and shut yourself in &lt;br /&gt;alone with God, to pray to Him in secret. Let &lt;br /&gt;this be your chief object in prayer, to &lt;br /&gt;realize the presence of your Heavenly Father."  &lt;br /&gt;--Andrew Murray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prayer is not learned in a classroom but &lt;br /&gt;in the closet."  &lt;br /&gt;--E. M. Bounds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays.&lt;br /&gt;~ John Masefield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God uses men who are weak and feeble enough to &lt;br /&gt;lean on Him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is possible to move men, through God, by &lt;br /&gt;prayer alone."&lt;br /&gt;~Hudson Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every great movement of God can be traced to &lt;br /&gt;a kneeling figure."&lt;br /&gt;D. L. Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The vigor of our spiritual life will be in &lt;br /&gt;exact proportion to the place held by the &lt;br /&gt;Bible in our life and thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;~ George Mueller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Bible fits man for life and prepares him &lt;br /&gt;for death" &lt;br /&gt;~ Daniel Webster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My own definition of the grace of God is this: &lt;br /&gt;the unlimited and unmerited favor given to the &lt;br /&gt;utterly undeserving." &lt;br /&gt;~ R.G. Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-2951847096122602465?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2951847096122602465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/2951847096122602465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayer-quotes.html' title='Prayer Quotes'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-nNd-6LU4I/AAAAAAAAAi4/JWohSI3R2W0/s72-c/canstock219118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-1887658291656285748</id><published>2008-12-05T13:00:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:28:46.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Problem Occured-A Brain Tumor</title><content type='html'>I started having constant headaches about 2-3 months after &lt;br /&gt;Paul was enrolled in the special school. I wasn't sure why &lt;br /&gt;because I hardly ever got headaches. I used to feel so bad for &lt;br /&gt;my younger sister, Starr, because she always got headaches &lt;br /&gt;and the headaches usually would end up as a migraine. I went &lt;br /&gt;to my doctor and he examined me and he found out that I had &lt;br /&gt;a sinus infection. He gave me an antibiotic, I took it for the &lt;br /&gt;recommended 10 days, but I still continued having headaches. &lt;br /&gt;I went back to my regular doctor and told him that I was still &lt;br /&gt;having headaches, and he suggested I go see an allergist. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was starting to have a lot of allergies. I made the &lt;br /&gt;appointment; the doctor examined me, no allergies. I went &lt;br /&gt;back to my regular doctor, told him that I had no allergies. &lt;br /&gt;My regular doctor then suggested that I go see a Neurologist. &lt;br /&gt;I made the appointment and Jad and I went to see him. The &lt;br /&gt;Neurologist had me do all kinds of tests. The test included &lt;br /&gt;touching my hands to my nose, walking a straight line, &lt;br /&gt;remembering items, etc, etc. He finally decided that &lt;br /&gt;I seemed OK, but he then suggested that I get a CAT scan &lt;br /&gt;just to be on the safe side. Well, I went for the CAT scan and &lt;br /&gt;on the scan they found a... brain tumor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 13:15 &lt;br /&gt;Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You, &lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-1887658291656285748?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1887658291656285748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/1887658291656285748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-started-having-constant-headaches.html' title='Another Problem Occured-A Brain Tumor'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6742170961240488135</id><published>2008-12-05T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T10:17:09.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>"When the storm &lt;br /&gt;is coming toward &lt;br /&gt;us, we'll get&lt;br /&gt;through it quicker&lt;br /&gt;if we keep &lt;br /&gt;marching&lt;br /&gt;into it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6742170961240488135?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6742170961240488135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6742170961240488135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/04/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8958263774111559545</id><published>2008-12-05T11:30:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:17:49.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-miVefRRrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/eFt44qi5_X4/s1600/k0186670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-miVefRRrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/eFt44qi5_X4/s200/k0186670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470081712263349938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knew that the tests would &lt;br /&gt;show that I had a brain tumor.  &lt;br /&gt;God knew that Paul needed to &lt;br /&gt;be in a safe place when I would &lt;br /&gt;have the surgery.  God, I believe, orchestrated the whole event with Paul going down to New Albany so that he would be cared for as I recovered from brain surgery.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalms 18:30 &lt;br /&gt;As for God, His way is perfect: the word of the LORD &lt;br /&gt;is tried: He is a buckler to all those that trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8958263774111559545?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8958263774111559545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8958263774111559545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/gods-timing.html' title='God&apos;s Timing'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-miVefRRrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/eFt44qi5_X4/s72-c/k0186670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8111989518447639133</id><published>2008-12-05T11:00:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:21:58.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-So-KBLxdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zqNOxpe2XFs/s1600/1790407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-So-KBLxdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zqNOxpe2XFs/s200/1790407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468681633329300946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked God,"Why?"  &lt;br /&gt;I know that I have, and probably &lt;br /&gt;too many times.  I have questioned &lt;br /&gt;God many times about my &lt;br /&gt;circumstances in life, my family’s &lt;br /&gt;history, and about all of Paul’s disabilities.  I have also &lt;br /&gt;questioned God about my brain tumor but I no longer question &lt;br /&gt;Him.  In Romans 8:28 the Bible says, “And we know that all &lt;br /&gt;things work together for Good to them that love God, to them &lt;br /&gt;who are the called according to His purpose.”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided in my heart that God Knows Best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GOD KNOWS BEST-&lt;br /&gt;Our Father know what's best for us&lt;br /&gt;So why should we complain-&lt;br /&gt;We always want the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;But He knows we there must be rain-&lt;br /&gt;We love the sound of laughter&lt;br /&gt;And the merriment of cheer&lt;br /&gt;But our hearts would lose their tenderness&lt;br /&gt;If we never shed a tear...&lt;br /&gt;Our Father test us often&lt;br /&gt;With suffering and with sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;He test us, not to punish us,&lt;br /&gt;But help us meet tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;For growing trees are strengthened&lt;br /&gt;When they withstand the storm,&lt;br /&gt;And the sharp cut of the chisel&lt;br /&gt;Gives the marble grace and form...&lt;br /&gt;God never hurts us needlessly, &lt;br /&gt;And He never wastes our pain,&lt;br /&gt;For every loss He sends to us&lt;br /&gt;Is followed by rich gain...&lt;br /&gt;And we count the blessings&lt;br /&gt;That God has so freely sent,&lt;br /&gt;We will find no cause for murmuring&lt;br /&gt;And no time to lament...&lt;br /&gt;For Our Father loves His children,&lt;br /&gt;And to Him All things are plain,&lt;br /&gt;So He never sends us pleasure&lt;br /&gt;When the soul's deep need is pain...&lt;br /&gt;So whenever we are troubled,&lt;br /&gt;And when everything goes wrong,&lt;br /&gt;It is just God working in us&lt;br /&gt;To make our spirit strong.&lt;br /&gt;-Helen Steiner Rice&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalms 62:8&lt;br /&gt;Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart &lt;br /&gt;before Him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8111989518447639133?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8111989518447639133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8111989518447639133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='Why Me?'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-So-KBLxdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zqNOxpe2XFs/s72-c/1790407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4749472479490209697</id><published>2008-12-04T13:30:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:23:53.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anointed With Oil</title><content type='html'>Before my surgery we asked Bro. Hyles to anoint me with oil.&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Hyles always said that God should be a part of your of &lt;br /&gt;all of your life, and we wanted God involved with my surgery.  &lt;br /&gt;On a Sunday morning after the church service Jad and I went &lt;br /&gt;to Bro. Hyles' office and asked him to anoint me with oil.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;James 5:14&lt;br /&gt;Is any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the &lt;br /&gt;church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil &lt;br /&gt;in the name of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4749472479490209697?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4749472479490209697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4749472479490209697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/anointed-with-oil.html' title='Anointed With Oil'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6818361046990324094</id><published>2008-12-04T13:00:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:31:21.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery Day-January 31, 1990</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Tk2excjzI/AAAAAAAAAew/2uv0fnz9ilQ/s1600/pss07029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Tk2excjzI/AAAAAAAAAew/2uv0fnz9ilQ/s200/pss07029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468747472159149874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the day I was scheduled &lt;br /&gt;to have brain surgery.  Jad and I &lt;br /&gt;spent the night before at a hospital &lt;br /&gt;up in Chicago.  Early the next day &lt;br /&gt;the nurse's came in to prep me for &lt;br /&gt;surgery, they also started an IV on me. Jad came down &lt;br /&gt;with me to the holding room we said our goodbyes, said &lt;br /&gt;our last prayer to the Lord together and then he gave &lt;br /&gt;me a kiss.  I am sure he was wondering if I would come &lt;br /&gt;back the same person I was before the surgery.  After &lt;br /&gt;Jad left and the transporter took me into went inside &lt;br /&gt;of the holding room the nurse came by my bed and &lt;br /&gt;checked that everything was correct before I was to go &lt;br /&gt;into the surgery room.  After she had gone, and I was &lt;br /&gt;by myself, well there was others in the room with me, &lt;br /&gt;I prayed again by myself.  I asked the Lord to give &lt;br /&gt;extra wisdom to the doctors as they performed surgery &lt;br /&gt;on me.  I had a husband and two small children I &lt;br /&gt;needed to still care for.  I asked the Lord, "Please &lt;br /&gt;bring me back whole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;br /&gt;And He said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: &lt;br /&gt;for My strength is made perfect in weakness. Most &lt;br /&gt;gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, &lt;br /&gt;that the power of Christ may rest upon me.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, &lt;br /&gt;in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for &lt;br /&gt;Christ's sake: for when I am Weak, then am I Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6818361046990324094?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6818361046990324094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6818361046990324094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/january-31-1990-730-am.html' title='Surgery Day-January 31, 1990'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S-Tk2excjzI/AAAAAAAAAew/2uv0fnz9ilQ/s72-c/pss07029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-5091282836864863696</id><published>2008-12-04T12:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T06:35:02.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Starr</title><content type='html'>There is so much in our story that I want to&lt;br /&gt;tell you, but we are still in the process of&lt;br /&gt;completing it.  I want to give a very special &lt;br /&gt;thank you to my sister, Starr.  She came from&lt;br /&gt;California and cared for me and my family after &lt;br /&gt;I had my brain surgery.  She stayed with us for &lt;br /&gt;2 weeks. She cooked, cleaned, and did the laundry, &lt;br /&gt;she basically took over all of my duties.  Thank You &lt;br /&gt;so much Starr, I Love You!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-5091282836864863696?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5091282836864863696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/5091282836864863696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-starr.html' title='Thank You Starr'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-6986084725819744016</id><published>2008-12-04T12:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:44:07.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Sherry</title><content type='html'>My Dad is now 85 years old.  He is still doing well&lt;br /&gt;with his health.  He also is still very independant &lt;br /&gt;for his age, in which I am very grateful! I want to&lt;br /&gt;thank my sister Sherry for all her help with my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;She lives the closest to my Dad of all my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful that he has my sister to help him&lt;br /&gt;with all his needs.  She takes him to the grocery store,&lt;br /&gt;and doctor appointments, and cleans his apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the good care of our Dad.  I&lt;br /&gt;know that he appreciates it, but I do also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-6986084725819744016?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6986084725819744016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/6986084725819744016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-sherry.html' title='Thank You Sherry'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4679105506222568215</id><published>2008-12-04T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:00:13.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>"If you can't &lt;br /&gt;see His goodness,&lt;br /&gt;you can trust&lt;br /&gt;His goodness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jack Hyles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4679105506222568215?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4679105506222568215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4679105506222568215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-4686940034915822225</id><published>2008-12-04T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:30:34.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD</title><content type='html'>Job 23:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He knoweth the way that I take: when He hath tried me, &lt;br /&gt;I shall come forth as gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-4686940034915822225?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4686940034915822225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/4686940034915822225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-knows.html' title='GOLD'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-3101980427574834888</id><published>2008-12-04T11:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:36:04.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron Hamilton-Patch the Pirate</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyDOt&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyDOtcBX8M8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyDOtcBX8M8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;cBX8M8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-3101980427574834888?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3101980427574834888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/3101980427574834888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/patch-pirate.html' title='Ron Hamilton-Patch the Pirate'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-8397616430447803813</id><published>2008-12-03T11:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:34:15.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust And Obey-My Favorite Hymn</title><content type='html'>This song is sung a bit different from the way I am used to,&lt;br /&gt;but the words are the same.  What a GREAT song!  What a&lt;br /&gt;Great way to live, Trust and Obey!  I love the arrangement&lt;br /&gt;of the song, what a blessing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2vIybBlM1U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2vIybBlM1U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2vIybBlM1U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-8397616430447803813?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8397616430447803813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/8397616430447803813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-favorite-hymn.html' title='Trust And Obey-My Favorite Hymn'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5328052597531914598.post-48392692336041505</id><published>2008-12-03T10:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:46:53.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Sites That I Have Found</title><content type='html'>1.  lambsfarms.org&lt;br /&gt;2.  shepherdsministries.org&lt;br /&gt;3.  jacobsvillage.org&lt;br /&gt;4.  beverlyfarm.org&lt;br /&gt;5.  comop.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look and see the possibilities for &lt;br /&gt;a Christian Facility...and Pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We Have A Vision For A Christian Home For Adults With A Disability-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two sites that we have found that have a vision&lt;br /&gt;to care for disabled adults...It is our prayer that one day&lt;br /&gt;we will have one for Paul and others like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heart of Georgia DDM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfgfphhiU0A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfgfphhiU0A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Story of Stephens House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lcc8Hy9pNBA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lcc8Hy9pNBA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5328052597531914598-48392692336041505?l=howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/48392692336041505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5328052597531914598/posts/default/48392692336041505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howigaveupmybrokendreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/ideas-for-christian-homes-for-disabled.html' title='Other Sites That I Have Found'/><author><name>Jad and Rachelle Terrebonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02083590906908318524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgZ7BMYRpIU/S3yYcOjS6DI/AAAAAAAAACM/ak6c4Q5TK0g/S220/profil+pic.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
