﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><ttl>60</ttl><title>BLOG.COUNTRYMOMREVIEWS.COM</title><link>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com</link><lastBuildDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 20:27:39 GMT</lastBuildDate><pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 20:27:39 GMT</pubDate><language>en</language><copyright /><itunes:subtitle> </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author /><itunes:summary /><description /><itunes:owner><itunes:name /><itunes:email>landers67@gmail.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:category text="Arts" /><item><title>Princess Peace</title><link>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/11/21/princess-peace.aspx?ref=rss</link><dc:creator>Countrylady</dc:creator><description>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&amp;nbsp;Princess Peace&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Years&amp;nbsp;ago, when I was 4 or 5 , I was trying out to be a Rodeo Princess in our little town.&amp;nbsp; I remember being so nervous this, after all, was the most important day of my life up to this point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Mom could tell how nervous I was,&amp;nbsp;as only a mother would&amp;nbsp;know.&amp;nbsp; I was about to get on my horse and my Mom said, "Why don't you say a little prayer and put it in the hands of Jesus, He already knows the outcome." Simple advice, as I did that; a peace came over me, the&amp;nbsp;contest did not seem to be such a big deal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now as I look back, I don't even remember if that was the year I won; I really don't think it was.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The lesson of&amp;nbsp;Peace is what I have used and never forgotten.&amp;nbsp; My Mom gave me a lesson that day about walking with Jesus in everything, "Put it in his hands, do your&amp;nbsp;best.&amp;nbsp;He has the outcome, all will be fine."&amp;nbsp; Doing this step by step has made my life an adventurous joy to live.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In&amp;nbsp;closing I come to Psalms 145:12 "Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace."&amp;nbsp; NIV&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My mom has been a CornerStone in my life.&amp;nbsp; I pray I can give my boys what my mom has given me.&amp;nbsp; "Yes, I need to put them in the hands of Jesus and do my best."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thanks Mom&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/0/8/9/6/4/156329-146980/Lisa_and_Barry_on_Blackbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><category>Getting to Know the Countrylady</category><comments>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/11/21/princess-peace.aspx#Comments</comments><guid isPermaLink="false">d9a20c79-3bd1-4d83-8028-89fd98f24a8b</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 13:01:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Time is precious, Horseshoer's Daughter</title><link>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/11/19/time-is-precious-horseshoers-daughter.aspx?ref=rss</link><dc:creator>Countrylady</dc:creator><description>&lt;BR&gt;As I start writing in this blog, I would like to explain that for time, I am going to be writing about my life, my childhood experiences and my heart.&amp;nbsp; I want you, the reader, to get to know my heart, then we will some share book reviews.&amp;nbsp; The story to follow is&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;Dad&amp;nbsp;and me.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;A HORSESHOER'S DAUGHTER&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Why did I relate to the old Loretta Lynn song "Coal Miner's Daughter"?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was a "Horseshoer's Daughter" and I could sing the song&amp;nbsp;and put Horseshoer's Daughter in place of Coal Miner's Daughter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was born in the late sixties, so about 1974 was when I could really start remembering my childhood adventures.&amp;nbsp; Loretta Lyn was Proud to be a "Coal Miners Daughter" and I was "Proud to be a Horseshoer's Daughter."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Horseshoeing is like being a blacksmith or a horse farrier and it is&amp;nbsp;very back breaking work.&amp;nbsp; Dad went from place to place, in the area, putting shoes on horses.&amp;nbsp; In the summer, I had the pleasure to go on adventures with him.&amp;nbsp; I was able&amp;nbsp;to hold all the Beautiful&amp;nbsp;Horses, while he worked.&amp;nbsp; He would talk to&amp;nbsp;me to me about little things and big things such as&amp;nbsp;faith in the Lord and trusting him throughout life.&amp;nbsp; I would share my childlike dreams with him and we would&amp;nbsp;chatter&amp;nbsp;through the job.&amp;nbsp; During the drive home, I would keep my dad awake by the constant chatter, he called me a "little&amp;nbsp;chatterbox," when he was really tired.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If&amp;nbsp;he was thinking and not answering I was&amp;nbsp;say "ya know it Dad" until he answered and I new he was awake.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was very Proud&amp;nbsp;To Be&amp;nbsp;A "Horseshoer's Daughter" because Dad took the time to love me and share precious time with me.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Dad, I didn't know,&amp;nbsp;at the time, just how precious it was, but in today's&amp;nbsp;culture and the&amp;nbsp;speed we go, I am so thankful that you taught me perspective.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Time is so precious in every relationship!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><category>Getting to Know The Countrylady</category><comments>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/11/19/time-is-precious-horseshoers-daughter.aspx#Comments</comments><guid isPermaLink="false">a9c72446-1ce2-43c4-a9f6-3fb75a3f79c6</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 13:19:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Country Mom</title><link>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/10/30/country-mom.aspx?ref=rss</link><dc:creator>Countrylady</dc:creator><description>&lt;BR&gt;What is the difference between a lady from the city and a lady from the country? We each are on a mission to bring beauty to the world.&amp;nbsp; We as ladies are design to bring our gifts and talents to this world whether we are from the city or the country.&amp;nbsp; I introduce myself as a Country Lady who wants to reach out to the world and make a difference.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Lets begin by taking a ride on my horse, back to my childhood.&amp;nbsp; When I was a little girl, I had time to take my Saturday and ride my horse the entire day.&amp;nbsp; I would go to the barn get a bucket of grain and a halter to catch my horse, "Misty."&amp;nbsp; I really connected to Misty, because she was sassy and so was I, but she was okay with me and I loved that we had that sassy-side&amp;nbsp;in common.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Misty, was a special childhood friend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Every time I rode, my Misty, she took me on&amp;nbsp;adventure after adventure, sometimes we would run to the top of a hill and look across the countryside and everything was so peaceful.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;can honestly&amp;nbsp;say, that horse taught me how to communicate.&amp;nbsp; She just listened, and I told her many&amp;nbsp;stories that only she ever heard.&amp;nbsp; She taught me how to pray, because&amp;nbsp;out on those long rides I started conversing with Jesus and realized he heard me as well.&amp;nbsp; Misty and I would pray that spring would come soon, so riding would be more fun, and of course, the&amp;nbsp;freedom to ride everyday in the summer.&amp;nbsp; We would pray about all the things that a 10-year-old mind gets anxious about.&amp;nbsp; We would pray and dream about the future&amp;nbsp;and what&amp;nbsp;life would be like when I became a&amp;nbsp;Lady, you see, I have always wanted to become a&amp;nbsp;Lady.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now that I am grown, I still love to take a&amp;nbsp;long ride on my horse, though the rides&amp;nbsp;are not as often.&amp;nbsp; I have developed a very special relationship with my dear Sweet Jesus, and look forward to that relationship continuing to grow.&amp;nbsp; I hope to achieve being not only a Lady but a Country Lady, meaning I want to hang on to the simple foundation that my&amp;nbsp;Misty taught me, when&amp;nbsp;I was a girl.&amp;nbsp; She taught me the simple beauties of life and taught me to stop and think and pray and enjoy&amp;nbsp;life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In closing, I look forward to sharing more with each and everyone&amp;nbsp;of you.&amp;nbsp; There is&amp;nbsp;a very special reason&amp;nbsp;that we are able to share.&amp;nbsp; Too get to&amp;nbsp;know me better please feel free to go to my website &lt;A href="http://countryladyreviews.com/"&gt;http://countryladyreviews.com&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp; This site&amp;nbsp;contains more information&amp;nbsp;about me&amp;nbsp;and my passions in life.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Until&amp;nbsp;next time, God Bless&lt;BR&gt;Lisa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </description><category>Introduction To Me and Misty</category><comments>http://blog.countrymomreviews.com/2008/10/30/country-mom.aspx#Comments</comments><guid isPermaLink="false">0bae15fb-ab06-4381-86ee-c58407db2ffa</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 14:36:00 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>