<?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-5033831103302268194</id><updated>2011-08-20T07:07:02.383-07:00</updated><category term='Verses'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='5 months'/><category term='baby'/><category term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>The Baggett's</title><subtitle type='html'>... and two becomes three.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3851416473406048867</id><published>2011-08-19T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T07:27:48.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Approaching 27 weeks!</title><content type='html'>So, I know I haven't blogged in a while... but I feel like I haven't had much of an update. Pregnancy is still going amazing. Still feel awesome, but boy this baby girl is starting to do some serious growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's last weeks and this weeks bump :) Yeah I'm thinking I like the black wardrobe right... they say it's more slimming, right? hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_lcTwKoMCo/Tk5yRy3-B3I/AAAAAAAAAww/hb12J5UjRrY/s1600/25wksb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_lcTwKoMCo/Tk5yRy3-B3I/AAAAAAAAAww/hb12J5UjRrY/s320/25wksb.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30iTwe5N2g4/Tk5yrHdhNTI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1BUdFoP6OSs/s1600/26wksb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30iTwe5N2g4/Tk5yrHdhNTI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1BUdFoP6OSs/s320/26wksb.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JtvRIgJOd20/Tk5xiOog6FI/AAAAAAAAAwo/_O2hGyEZW7E/s1600/25wksb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write more later!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll,&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3851416473406048867?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3851416473406048867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3851416473406048867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3851416473406048867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3851416473406048867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2011/08/approaching-27-weeks.html' title='Approaching 27 weeks!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_lcTwKoMCo/Tk5yRy3-B3I/AAAAAAAAAww/hb12J5UjRrY/s72-c/25wksb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6524584427482620665</id><published>2011-07-22T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T06:39:09.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>Friday already?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this week flew by!! Hope your week was wonderful! Here's my recap of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I finally broke down and bought some &lt;b&gt;*gasp*&lt;/b&gt; maternity clothes. My pants surprisingly were still fitting, but I have officially reached the point where it would just be a &lt;u&gt;little more comfortable&lt;/u&gt; to wear something... &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;. So, I set out to go shopping! My mother-in-law gave me money for my birthday and insisted that I buy some maternity clothes with it. She must know its hard for me to spend money on myself :) I got such good deals! I bought a pair of grey jeans &amp;amp; khaki capris from gap, and a pair of white jeans &amp;amp; blue jeans from H&amp;amp;M and my &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;total&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; came to a whopping $45.00!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;This girl here is a sale shopper!&lt;/span&gt; Normally one pair of maternity bottoms are around $60. I was proud of myself, and I think Trav appreciates his sale shopper wife too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trav and I went to my monthly baby appointment on Wednesday. It's such a quick visit but it's always so refreshing to hear her &lt;b&gt;heartbeat&lt;/b&gt; and know that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;everything is okay&lt;/span&gt; with her. Her heartbeat this time was at 160 bpm and my uterus is officially way over my belly button. I've heard once you hit the 20 week mark the baby grows very fast! Let's see what my baby bump app says about her size right now... hang on... okay apparently &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;she's as big as a spaghetti squash and weighs 1 lb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Don't you just love how they compare her to a food every week? I think it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in addition to my rockin' sales on Sunday, I was also blessed with a few other things this week. Over the weekend I was telling my sister and her hubby how I really wanted to invest in the angel care monitor. I've heard amazing things about it. It actually detects your baby's breathing and will send off a little alarm if the baby stops breathing for a certain amount of time. The alarm should startle the baby to breath again and also wake up the parents. Being that this is Trav's and my first rodeo we thought it would be extremely beneficial to us. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You can't put a price tag on your peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... and a sleep without worrying about SIDS or suffocation or something to that effect. So, anyways, this monitor is a couple hundred dollars and my sweet co-worker has offered to let me have/borrow (I'm not sure... but who cares!) her angel care monitor! She has five children and says there's other stuff I can have too! Yayy!&lt;b&gt; The Lord is certainly providing and it's so amazing to see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading some Proverbs this morning I couldn't help but be drawn to the parenting verses... the exact ones I used to overlook. Now they mean so much more to me! Check them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22: 6 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Start children off on the way they should go,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and even when they are old they will not turn from it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Proverbs 22: 15 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Folly is bound up in the heart of a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but the rod of discipline will drive it far away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Alright, I supposed it's time for some baby bump picture updates. Here they are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dJyQUTa2w/Til8OGBphjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/xHfiSudioH4/s1600/bbump4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dJyQUTa2w/Til8OGBphjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/xHfiSudioH4/s320/bbump4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here I am on 4th of July, roughly 19 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGLFDDduLaA/Til8a9xUC3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/89sGla4WxGE/s1600/babybump3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGLFDDduLaA/Til8a9xUC3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/89sGla4WxGE/s320/babybump3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My face says I'm not sure about the beer belly looking deal ;) I'm about 21 weeks here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXzLafiZUHk/Til8uz6c8VI/AAAAAAAAAwg/XhQrHQCKoZc/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXzLafiZUHk/Til8uz6c8VI/AAAAAAAAAwg/XhQrHQCKoZc/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AC0pBA-Waxw/Til8vTKtf7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/riWtLy367Uk/s1600/bbump2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AC0pBA-Waxw/Til8vTKtf7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/riWtLy367Uk/s320/bbump2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And here I am with the most recent. This was taken on Wednesday. 22 weeks or 5 1/2 months! This would also be the day that Trav told me I'm beginning to look very.... pregnant. hahaha! What's he going to say when I'm 8 and 9 months! ;) ps- I typically wear shirts that don't accentuate the bump as much as these do, but for those of you who don't get to see me in person I figured I could show you the real deal. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Guess that's all for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a fabulous weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love, D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6524584427482620665?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6524584427482620665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6524584427482620665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6524584427482620665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6524584427482620665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-already.html' title='Friday already?'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dJyQUTa2w/Til8OGBphjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/xHfiSudioH4/s72-c/bbump4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5886866233444908567</id><published>2011-07-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T08:56:52.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verses'/><title type='text'>It's FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>A quote that I'm enjoying this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L8hjDjAdZY/TiBgD8wC3oI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cdREfyKE6Q4/s1600/ExchangeWant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L8hjDjAdZY/TiBgD8wC3oI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cdREfyKE6Q4/s400/ExchangeWant.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so I'll admit that I "borrowed" this quote from a website that they then "borrowed" from a Weight Watchers meeting. But, I like it :) Not only can it pertain to food (and this mama sure doesn't want to gain tons of baby weight!! ;)) but to me this can apply to many different areas in our lives.... think about it. &lt;b&gt;I hope it inspires you to make smart choices today!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And a couple of verses that stuck out to me this morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAeofKg75S0/TiBiFreOTHI/AAAAAAAAAwU/RUKqApw2308/s1600/Proverbs15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAeofKg75S0/TiBiFreOTHI/AAAAAAAAAwU/RUKqApw2308/s640/Proverbs15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh how much better some situations would go if I would believe and act on that first verse right now. A gentle answer... that's my goal today! No matter the situation or topic, I want to be gentle. And the second verse, I wonder what my life would look like if I &lt;i&gt;truly&lt;/i&gt; believed that it is better to have a little with the fear of the Lord than great wealth with turmoil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love, D :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-5886866233444908567?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5886866233444908567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5886866233444908567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5886866233444908567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5886866233444908567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L8hjDjAdZY/TiBgD8wC3oI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cdREfyKE6Q4/s72-c/ExchangeWant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8175304858896423613</id><published>2011-07-13T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T12:57:26.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Let's try this blog thing out again, shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4qTb9IOaw/Th34FA-RZSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/mauCP6UP5cQ/s1600/278553_596324870119_209802574_32674557_5155248_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4qTb9IOaw/Th34FA-RZSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/mauCP6UP5cQ/s320/278553_596324870119_209802574_32674557_5155248_o.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way to get my Ultrasound to find out is baby Baggett is a boy or girl! 07/06/11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It's hard to believe I am nearly 21 weeks pregnant already... FIVE months!! Wow, I can only imagine how the rest of this pregnancy is going to fly by and before we know it our little girl will be in our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pregnancy is such a surreal experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Especially the beginning stages when the bump isn't there yet and you don't feel any movement, but you keep reminding yourself your have a little baby growing inside of you. In my case it was even more surreal because I truly didn't have any of the horror side effects that some women have told me about. No morning sickness, acne, mood swings, cravings, NOTHING! The only noticeable difference for me is that some days I am more tired that normal... but, come on what do you expect, I'm growing a person inside of me! :) &lt;b&gt;I consider myself blessed with this pregnancy&lt;/b&gt;. So far (and I almost hate to say this...) it has been easy! &lt;u&gt;I'm trying to marvel in it and embrace everyday&lt;/u&gt;. I don't ever want to take this time in our lives for granted.This time of carrying our little one is so very short, and who knows if we will conceive again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other night I was laying in bed and I just got overwhelmed with how blessed Travis and I are&lt;/b&gt;. No, we're not rich or famous, and we definitely have our struggles... but at the end of the day we can confidently say that we have amazing families and are completely in love with each other. And now, &lt;b&gt;we get to add a little one into our lives&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.... there's something you may not know about Travis and I. When we were dating, and even in our first year of marriage our philosophy was that we were not going to have children. We were entirely too spontaneous and adventurous to slow down for a baby. &lt;i&gt;Yet somehow, our hearts began to change&lt;/i&gt; because I don't think we could have been any more excited to find out that I was pregnant! And then I got to thinking... "why Lord have you blessed us with this amazing miracle? For so long we weren't even wanting children... and some couples out there desperately try and try again, yet can never conceive, yet you have so easily given us this gift?". Truth is I don't know why He blesses us when we are so undeserving, but that is the beauty of the God that we love and serve. He is Sovereign and all knowing, full of love and mercy, and His ways are ALWAYS greater than our own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VR6fYJUF3I/Th34hPCBOKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/E5gjkagNq_0/s1600/272815_596447698969_209802574_32676672_7837551_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VR6fYJUF3I/Th34hPCBOKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/E5gjkagNq_0/s400/272815_596447698969_209802574_32676672_7837551_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby GIRL! Isn't she beautiful?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now a little update on our peanut :) According to my lovely iPhone app (don't you just LOVE technology!?), our baby girl is currently 11 oz, and 10.5 inches long. For those of you visual learners, she is apparently the size of a banana or a small cantaloupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to tell you! My husband bought her the most darling little sleepers over the weekend in Lake George. I&lt;b&gt;t's her very first gift from him&lt;/b&gt;. I am FAR FROM a pack rat or hoarder, in fact I'm very much the opposite, but, I think these will be saved for a long time. It's something so very sweet and special. &lt;b&gt;I love how much he already loves her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- and to my long distance family, my intentions are to update this frequently so you can know all the details of what's going on with our growing family- love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8175304858896423613?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8175304858896423613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8175304858896423613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8175304858896423613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8175304858896423613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2011/07/lets-try-this-blog-thing-out-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this blog thing out again, shall we?'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4qTb9IOaw/Th34FA-RZSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/mauCP6UP5cQ/s72-c/278553_596324870119_209802574_32674557_5155248_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6914689968565773743</id><published>2010-11-22T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T14:50:43.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You moved, again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrzYC7YsHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/D8o--uWNun0/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes. It is true. We moved again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it is a permanent move. Or at least a move intended for us to plant some roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how did we end up in Upstate New York anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after trying and trying to move up here and Travis being unable to find a job. We finally started to settle down in Houston, coming to grips with the fact that we would be there for at least five years, or so we thought. In a sense we finally stopped trying with our own efforts and we began learning how to be content right where we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Lord opened wide a door of opportunity for Travis to work up in New York. At first we were thrown off guard. I had planned to teach and he had planned to continue his career at ITC. We both unintentionally continued on with this void in our hearts. Feeling as if we were wandering around aimlessly, like we weren't where we were supposed to be. (Let me add also that yes I did miss my family, however, I wasn't complaining and miserable about it... this wasn't the reason we moved). Honestly, we missed a lot about NY, the seasons, the mountains, the fresh air, things to do outdoors, etc. Anyways, back to the story... so this company had a phone conference all with Travis and loved him! They decided to fly him up to the port of Albany to interview in person. They offered him the job on spot, and we were AMAZED! It all sounded too good to be true. But, there was one issue... we were still recovering from our loses in DR and quite frankly we didn't have the money to pick up and moved cross country, again. So we prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, if you want us to move, then you must provide the way. Even though we desire to be up there, we cannot do it in and of ourselves. Let your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the first miracle happened. They offered us a relocation package. The miracle part, they DO NOT offer relocation packages, ever, to anyone! Whoa Lord!! Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we continue the process of finalizing this job and the day we hear they are ready for us we begin packing. 36 hours of straight packing we hop into our truck and begin the 48 hour journey (which normally takes 30).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;During the middle of our packing one of Travs' sweet uncles comes by and tells us that the Lord laid it on his heart to give us a certain amount of money, so he acted in obedience and gave us the gift. This is yet another blessing from the Lord because we had car trouble in New Orleans, and this money covered exactly what we owed the mechanic. WOW!! After the truck was fixed we continued on... we were so determined to get up there asap that we didn't even stop to sleep (yes, probably not the smartest thing we've done).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrysAwGPsI/AAAAAAAAAvU/p1CGRLudPeQ/s1600/IMG_3780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrysAwGPsI/AAAAAAAAAvU/p1CGRLudPeQ/s320/IMG_3780.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hillbilly style*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrzYC7YsHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/D8o--uWNun0/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrzYC7YsHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/D8o--uWNun0/s320/IMG_3709.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*My hubby driving :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrzJXbkDjI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ddiL_JPSwfQ/s1600/IMG_3778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrzJXbkDjI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ddiL_JPSwfQ/s320/IMG_3778.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Proof that I drove this massive haul! (and going on 50 hrs of no sleep!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reach NY on Sat. night and Travis started work on Monday morning. I naturally start to worry and be anxious about my vocation. What am I going to do? Where am I going to work? How much will I make? Worry worry worry! A week or so later I apply for a job at Grace North, an awesome church! I wasn't too confident because they didn't even know me... but I interviewed anyway. To be honest, I thought I totally blew the interview. I never really interviewed before because the Lord has always just handed me jobs... so I was a bit unprepared to say the least. The next day I get an email from the pastor who wants me to take a spiritual gifts and personality test to see if I would even be a good fit for their staff. A couple days after I hand that in, he tells me that he needs me to fill out an application, and by this point I'm trying to now get ahead of myself... but I'm getting excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, officially as of today... I am offered a job at Grace North (and for those you who know me, know that my calling is to ministry and I love being creative). I will be the communications coordinator &amp;amp; event planner... basically I get to be creative, everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy!! So now we are both doing what we love, and with the Lords divine orchestration of our lives, the vocational void is no longer present! God is so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its time for the Baggett's to settle down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;*D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/dnbaggett/design"&gt;www.wix.com/dnbaggett/design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6914689968565773743?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6914689968565773743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6914689968565773743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6914689968565773743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6914689968565773743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-moved-again.html' title='You moved, again?'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/TOrysAwGPsI/AAAAAAAAAvU/p1CGRLudPeQ/s72-c/IMG_3780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8809270692936795438</id><published>2010-10-05T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T07:45:37.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a chance to blog :)</title><content type='html'>I finally have a day off, but only because I'm feeling a sicky... So you take the good with the bad! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has been so crazy and the Lord has put me into so many situations that I have really had to wrestle with... for so long I have just adapted the views of everyone around me, but I have rarely ever thought for myself. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I worked in a severely low functioning special education class for three days. I have worked with special education for a very long time, and it's something I am not uncomfortable with. But this population was different from all the others I have experience with. They are teenagers, in junior high, and all bound by wheelchairs. They could barely move, unable to speak, were fed through feeding tubes, and had to wear diapers. &lt;b&gt;I mean take my heart out of my chest and rip it into a million pieces here&lt;/b&gt;!! Some days its very hard for me to work in this environment because it does hurt my heart so bad. Two of the teens would occasionally lift up their delicate heads and muster up a smile at me, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and that makes everything worth it&lt;/span&gt;. However, this third boy would never open open his eyes, and never ever move on his own. He slept all day at school and frequently would make this little noise like he was agonizing in pain. So as I sit in the classroom and just look at him, I can't help but wonder, &lt;i&gt;"why, Lord?"&lt;/i&gt;. I mean truly the only thing this 14 year old does is breathe, he doesn't know when someone is talking to him, he can't see, is he even aware of anything? And if not... what then is the point of life if he is merely breathing? I don't have an answer... just something I've been wrestling with. Modern medicine is amazing and has enabled some amazing miracles, but what if this boy was supposed to be with sweet Jesus and modern medicine is prolonged his life here just to exist? I don't know... and please don't think badly of me... &lt;i&gt;It's just when you witness a day in their life, it makes you wonder....&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a POSITIVE note... I had something awesome happen at the public High School here last week. After I got done taking roll for my class this sweet girl raised her hand and asked if she could say something... she went on to say two of her guy friends got in a bad car accident the night before and they were in severe condition and asked if we would pray for them. Well obviously I wanted to jump all over that and pray right then and there, but as a teacher I am not allowed. So as she started to sob, I stood there with a heavy heart and clueless how to handle this and keep my job. The whole class was silent except for her little cry, and then this 11th grade boy stood up and said "come on guys! She means this! We need to pray right now!!" &lt;b&gt;So everyone bowed their heads and he prayed for these two boys in front of the whole class, unashamedly... wow. I was blown away&lt;/b&gt;! Praise the Lord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Positive note! Travis' love for the Lord is growing daily, and I have to give the glory of that to the Lord! The ladies who took the prayer challenge are now on day 16 and I can first hand say &lt;b&gt;I have seen the Lord working in his life&lt;/b&gt;. He is blessed to have today off too, and he's running around doing things around here with his ipod in his ears singing sweet worship songs to Jesus. &lt;i&gt;There is no time that makes him more attractive then when he's loving our Lord&lt;/i&gt;. If you aren't actively and intentionally praying for your husband, I encourage you to! It's the best marriage revolution you will ever experience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8809270692936795438?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8809270692936795438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8809270692936795438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8809270692936795438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8809270692936795438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-chance-to-blog.html' title='Finally, a chance to blog :)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8160099416116350688</id><published>2010-09-21T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:17:22.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If there was one thing I wanted YOUTH to BELIEVE...</title><content type='html'>(This has been on my heart for some time now... and it's time to get it off my chest!! It's not one of my "cheery" make you feel good blogs, but its real and its raw :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I sit here and think about the sweet teenagers that I sub for, and other young teens that I just know from moving around so much, I can’t help but be &lt;b&gt;heartbroken&lt;/b&gt; when I think about the way they believe that their actions do not have long-term effects on them… Specifically their actions regarding impurity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;As I sit here and think about the sweet teens that I sub for, and other young teens that I just know from moving around so much, I can’t help but be heartbroken when I think about the way they believe that their actions do not have long-term effects on them… Specifically their actions regarding impurity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I could give one message to the youth, one message that they would actually believe, take hold of and APPLY to their lives it would be this…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter HOW appealing it is to mess around with the opposite sex, there is absolutely no positive outcome from it. Not one, not even half of one. That is the absolute truth, because believe me I have been there! I desperately want them to realize that they do not need boyfriends or girlfriends in Junior High and High School, save it for college! Those are the best times of your lives that you never get back… they should be spent hanging out with your girls or your guys enjoying life with no responsibility of work and money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Perhaps you think I am a hypocrite because I did indeed have a boyfriend throughout High School, and I did indeed make poor choices. But, now that I can look back on it, I can honestly share that it was utterly destructive on my life. It wasn’t worth it to lose my girlfriends, it wasn’t worth it to have a boyfriend and all the drama that comes with that, it wasn’t worth it to slowly give myself away, and it wasn’t worth it to have to carry the pain and memories with me into my marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If youth could only see how devastating immorality really is, if the temporary “high” could no longer blind and seduce them they would be so much better off! Even too, that “high” does not last very long, especially if you are a believer, because the Spirit inside of you will rid you with guilt. Not only do you walk around with a guilty conscience from the Lord, but you worry about your parents catching you, you worry about what your friends might say, and you worry if that boy/girl will even like you tomorrow! It’s truly is the best way to waste your precious teenage years…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And after that, after you realize that “fun” is no longer appealing to you, you finally want to settle down with that amazing man/woman who loves the Lord and who is capable of having a great marriage…. You have to share with him or her all your dirty laundry, every person you have fooled around with and given a piece of yourself to. As you tell them, you feel humiliated and full of regret. Oh how you wish you could go back in time and choose to do the right thing. How you wish you have saved ALL of yourself for that special man or woman who you have finally met!! And then, you get to wait for their response… will they forgive you and give you a clean slate? Or will they choose to wait for someone who has “not even a hint” of sexual sin in their past? You won’t know until you get there… but believe me that is the most painful conversation you will ever have to have with your future spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Instead of completely disregarding what I wrote… think about it, soak it in. If it seems like a feat that is too big for you then I encourage you to take it one situation at a time, and “DO THE NEXT RIGHT THING”! I promise you it will make your life much more enjoyable and in the end, you will thank me and believe me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="webkit-fake-url://4EDD9D67-FED2-4AE4-B9DC-01D21DD907D7/image.tiff" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love ya’ll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;     &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8160099416116350688?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8160099416116350688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8160099416116350688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8160099416116350688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8160099416116350688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-there-was-one-thing-i-wanted-youth.html' title='If there was one thing I wanted YOUTH to BELIEVE...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3299782466786875763</id><published>2010-09-20T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:23:00.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Product of the WEEK!</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday ya'll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the weather is starting to get a bit cooler (well not so much here in ol' Texas, but for all you northern folks I know it is... and I am oh so jealous!!) and&amp;nbsp;the cooless has&amp;nbsp;inspired me to do a "product of the week"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am zoning in on&lt;strong&gt; Satin Hands &amp;amp; Lips&lt;/strong&gt;, because that&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; skin during these seasons needs a bit of extra attention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm a northern girl and I KNOW the uncomfortableness that dry/cracking hands and lips brings. LUCKILY, Mary Kay has designed this fabulous product that fights this irritation and leaves your hands more "satin-y" than ever!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; Believe me, it's AWESOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp;They offer it in non-frangrance, peach, and my favorite, &lt;strong&gt;VANILLA&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'll run a special for this SET (Satin Hands &amp;amp; Satin Lips) $5 off AND free shipping!! If you refer a friend, I'll give you $10 off AND free shipping!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out ladies! If by chance you don't love it, which I have no doubt you will, MK backs all their product with 100% satisfaction guarentee! They are THAT confident in their product!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email me at &lt;a href="mailto:dbellanti@liberty.edu"&gt;dbellanti@liberty.edu&lt;/a&gt; or check out my website: &lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/dnbaggett"&gt;www.marykay.com/dnbaggett&lt;/a&gt; ((You can place your order here or via email and I will alter the price for the deal of the week!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" id="PartImage" src="http://content2.marykayintouch.com/public/PWS_US/Images/032361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" id="PartImage" src="http://content2.marykayintouch.com/public/PWS_US/Images/033375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3299782466786875763?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3299782466786875763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3299782466786875763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3299782466786875763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3299782466786875763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/09/product-of-week.html' title='Product of the WEEK!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5294202100015635719</id><published>2010-09-16T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T07:00:14.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have your way</title><content type='html'>I think one of the most difficult aspects of Christianity for me to accept is the idea that God desires to be fully in control of my life. Its not that I don't want him to be!! I want Him to more than anything else in life. I just struggle sometimes to find the balance between trusting the Lords good and perfect will and trying to plan things out anticipating the Lord to help you see it through. I guess that's where His peace comes in and if the Holy Spirit in me grants me that overwhelming peace, then I walk in that direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you." Isaiah 26:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my prayer for yall today!! That you can find the peace of God to navigate you through this crazy and unexpected journey we like to call LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-5294202100015635719?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5294202100015635719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5294202100015635719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5294202100015635719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5294202100015635719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-your-way.html' title='Have your way'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5172238603751010831</id><published>2010-08-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:57:40.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At what AGE does your skin begin to age? You'll never believe it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some guessed in their twenties...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was SHOCKED to find out that your skin on your face begins to age at the ripe young age of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SEVENTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Oh my word! That is so young! Therefore, my face has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; begun creating those oh so lovely fine lines and wrinkles for a whopping SIX years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the sad part. I have done NOTHING about it, up until 4 days ago that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But, with this newfound knowledge I am now choosing to combat it... not necessarily to never have wrinkles, but rather to have my skin in the best possible condition I can. I mean &lt;b&gt;lets be honest, your face is the first thing people see on you&lt;/b&gt;... not your outfit or jewelry. Anyways, I just began my journey using Mary Kay Time Wise Miracle Set.. and I absolutely love it!! (I had Travis try it last night and we woke up this morning and told me his face felt amazing ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1" class="outline" style="background-position: 50% 50%; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: black; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-top: 2px; width: 375px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="bodyplain" style="color: black; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;a href="webkit-fake-url://001B028B-8353-4E8C-8D15-AD8AEE4BCD97/026901_nf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="026901_nf.jpg" border="0" height="180" src="webkit-fake-url://001B028B-8353-4E8C-8D15-AD8AEE4BCD97/026901_nf.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="bodyplain" id="PartDesc" style="color: black; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The TimeWise® Miracle Set™ provides incredible age-fighting results to help you maintain younger-looking skin. The set offers 11 age-defying benefits in one skin care regimen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cleanse, exfoliate, freshen, energize, hydrate, smooth, firm, soften, protect, rebuild and reduce fine lines and wrinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's enough information today... soak that all in and I'll give you some statistics about Time Wise Tomorrow!! You will be amazed!! (Oh and did I mention, all MK products have a &lt;b&gt;100% satisfaction guaranteed&lt;/b&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If interested... check out this line on my website:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/dnbaggett"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.marykay.com/dnbaggett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be Blessed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ps- ladies don't forget what truly matters...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Proverbs 31:30 - "Charm is deceptive, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is fleeting;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-5172238603751010831?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5172238603751010831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5172238603751010831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5172238603751010831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5172238603751010831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-what-age-does-your-skin-begin-to-age.html' title='At what AGE does your skin begin to age? You&apos;ll never believe it...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6381990891399934520</id><published>2010-08-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:40:57.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Website!!</title><content type='html'>I now have my own website you can look through all our fabulous products &amp;amp; order from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/dnbaggett"&gt;My Mary Kay!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6381990891399934520?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6381990891399934520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6381990891399934520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6381990891399934520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6381990891399934520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/08/website.html' title='Website!!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-9022431216238839793</id><published>2010-08-25T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:37:11.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By FAITH alone</title><content type='html'>Ever since I started "31 Days of Praying for my Husband" (I will blog more about this later!!) I have &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;gotten myself into a wonderful morning routine that begins with time with the Lord. To be honest, it's hard having a consistent quiet time, I mean it's hard finding quiet time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;PERIOD&lt;/span&gt; in this crazy, jam packed schedule society... go go go!! So anyways, I have finally found this routine, and it truly has revolutionized my days. I believe in the power of James 4:8 "Draw near to the Lord, and He will draw near to you". &lt;b&gt;The peace that comes along with walking closely to the Lord is indescribable... and it's right where I want to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually read from "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers and a week ago I began reading Jerry Falwells book, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Building Dynamic Faith&lt;/span&gt;. Some call it irony that I chose this book before the Mary Kay opportunity even came about, &lt;i&gt;but I believe it was all apart of the Lords divine plan&lt;/i&gt;. He was equipping me and encouraging me to step out in faith, and believe! This morning as I was reading from this book I came across two quotes that absolutely fit me right now, and I want to share them with YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"God continually pushes us out of our comfort zones and into a new challenge. And when a challenge is bigger than our ability to handle it, we grow our faith we we attempt to do this new task."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"New steps of faith are not about the things you do, but they're about God working in you.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is God who works in you both to will and to do for His good pleasure" Phil. 2:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes the journey of faith!! Who wants to jump on board?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-9022431216238839793?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/9022431216238839793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=9022431216238839793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/9022431216238839793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/9022431216238839793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/08/by-faith-alone.html' title='By FAITH alone'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1611501132005255483</id><published>2010-08-24T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:16:11.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll have to admit...</title><content type='html'>I have NEVER been the type to sign up for "self-starter businesses" such as Pampered Chef, Avon, Christmas around the World... you get the point. I guess they intimidate me. How could I go up to random people and offer my product? Do I even have enough friends to get me going? It just seems so very complicated and not for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until... the Lord opened a door and told me to walk through it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago, one of my girlfriends down here in Texas told me about how she just started doing business with Mary Kay as a beauty consultant. I was so very excited for her, and kept thinking about how fun that would be to be my own employer. But again, it's just not for me. So anyways, a few days after our coffee date she was having her "Debut Party", she invited me to come and of course I did! I wanted to show my support for her! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Well, while I was there I felt an overwhelming call from the Lord to step out in faith and get into the business as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a few days. I wanted to pray, HARD about it. Perhaps let the Lord change His mind about it, because surely I am NOT the girl for this!! Well, turns out He definitely wants me to pursue this. So as of yesterday, I am now a beauty consultant for Mary Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to admit, I'm very excited now. &lt;b&gt;Because I, without a doubt, realize that I am incapable of doing this on my own&lt;/b&gt;. I believe though, in a huge God who can equip me and provide for me. One element that gets me excited is that Mary Kay is a Christian based company. Their priorities are God first, Family second, Business third. I mean really, how many companies hold true to that these days? I can't think of very many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am excited because there is no pressure with this business. I can go as fast or as slow as I want. I make my own hours. Not to mention the start up cost is only $100 for the kit (which is $350 worth of product!!), AND I get 50% off all of their products. Surely I can make at least $100, or at least I hope! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flexibility is what I desire most. My sweet husband works SO many hours... unfortunately not only is it so many hours but it is shift work. He flops back and forth from days and nights, weekends and weekdays. It truly is insanity. This summer hasn't been too terrible because I haven't been working a normal job. I've been blessed to work with the designer (and one of my besties!) Tristian, with Gracylu Originals. She has been so wonderful with letting me make my own hours and such. However, now that school is about to begin I'm a little nervous of the toll of me working M-F, 7-4 is going to take on our relationship. So, as you can see, I would be thrilled to build a business where I can have the flexibility to spend time with my husband, while also knocking out some school loans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for this business, above all else I want this to be a form of ministry for me. &lt;b&gt;I want to see lives changed first and foremost through the Lord, and secondly through self-confidence with Mary Kay!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also want to pray about jumping on this opportunity! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1611501132005255483?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1611501132005255483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1611501132005255483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1611501132005255483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1611501132005255483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-have-to-admit.html' title='I&apos;ll have to admit...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2387674044480208422</id><published>2010-03-19T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:40:45.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdies &amp; Sunshine</title><content type='html'>Okay ya'll! You can breathe now! I know you've been fretting about my poor mother-in-laws car&amp;nbsp;keys, but they are found! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went over to my in-laws after dropping my hubby off at work because&amp;nbsp;I had a few minutes before I had to leave for my job and well my apartment is the opposite direction. Even though they're not home they still let me hang out...&amp;nbsp;thanks Baggetts :) Anyways, by the time I pull up to their home the sun is just starting to rise, and it is absolutely stunning! As I walk up to the house you can hear the birds chirping and singing away. For whatever reason this morning I noticed it. So much so that I stopped in my tracks and just paused, soaking in the natural beauty that surrounded me. &lt;strong&gt;I don't ever want to become so busy that I don't appreciate the small beauties in life, such as the morning sun rising or birds innocently singing in the wee hours of dawn. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Oa0GNHaCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/PIfwlejjomo/s1600-h/33480340_5723a91a8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Oa0GNHaCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/PIfwlejjomo/s400/33480340_5723a91a8a.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I got to thinking, I wonder what kind of verses are out there that talk about the sun, and here are a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:6 (NLT) "He will make your innocence radiate like the dawn, and the justice of your cause will shine like the noonday sun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 50 (ESV) "1The Mighty One, God the LORD, speaks and summons the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting. 2Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines forth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 84:11 "For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things did you stop and appreciate this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2387674044480208422?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2387674044480208422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2387674044480208422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2387674044480208422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2387674044480208422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-yall-you-can-breathe-now-i-know.html' title='Birdies &amp; Sunshine'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Oa0GNHaCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/PIfwlejjomo/s72-c/33480340_5723a91a8a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4653624530356448927</id><published>2010-03-17T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T07:49:21.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: The first few paragraphs of this blog will be ranting about my&amp;nbsp;not-so-perfect&amp;nbsp;morning :) Proceed if you wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those mornings when you&amp;nbsp;would give anything to&amp;nbsp;go back to sleep, wake up again, and start over? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was mine today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Travis and I (along with Uncle Robert, Cullen, Austin, &amp;amp; Kim-- Thank you all!!) moved into our new apartment, which&amp;nbsp;we absolutely LOVE! I was running around like a crazy woman trying to organize before I would collapse and call it a night. I wouldn't call myself OCD, but I definitely prefer a put together and clean home.&amp;nbsp;So to no surprise&amp;nbsp;I went 90 to nothing and looking around&amp;nbsp;3 hours later, I think we've made amazing progress! We passed out late last night, woke up at 5:30am, ate breakfast, got ready&amp;nbsp;super fast, grab the keys&amp;nbsp;and... where is my lovely purse? My heart starts racing...&amp;nbsp;All the women out there KNOW how detrimental her purse is. I mean a missing purse is like missing a piece of your life, your purse is vital! It has every little detail to aid our days. It is possible to even have a sucessful day withour your beloved purse? Okay, maybe I'm being a little dramatic... maybe not? So I'm racking my brain trying to figure out where it would be hiding amongst this still not-completley-put-together apartment. Luckily after a few minutes I thought "maybe&amp;nbsp;I left it in my sister-in-laws car"... and I did!! We quickly flew over to her place before having Trav at work by 6:40am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Phew* Now here comes my commute to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving to work all frantic because I hate being unorganized and losing things. I set my &lt;strike&gt;life&lt;/strike&gt;, I mean purse down at my desk and see my phone has three missed calls from my mother-in-law. She had given me her keys last night to use her car if I needed it to move. Oh no!! My heart starts racing again... I tell her where I think they are, and they aren't there. I'm downtown, 40 minutes from home, and feel utterly helpless and HORRIBLE that I'm putting her in a bind. It's one thing to lose something and drive myself crazy, but when I have to drag someone else in... then it &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; bugs me. Luckily, she has a great friend who works close to her and offered to drive her. As for the keys, well they're still playing hide and seek, and quite frankly I'm over this game. But, that doesn't solve the fact that I'm racking my brain here at work trying to figure out where in the world they are! Sorry Valerie :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame it all on St. Patrick... Clearly the luck o' the Irish isn't working for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Dp2XR3BTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/PrfRFyP3AiM/s1600-h/st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Dp2XR3BTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/PrfRFyP3AiM/s320/st.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of St. Patrick... Here are some fun facts for you, even though I'm not Irish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-According to the Guinness Book of World records, the highest number of leaves found on a clover is 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Legend says that each leaf of the clover means something: the first is for hope, the second for faith, the third for love and the fourth for luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now... maybe once I relax &amp;amp; de-stress I'll write more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4653624530356448927?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4653624530356448927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4653624530356448927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4653624530356448927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4653624530356448927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-pattys-day.html' title='St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S6Dp2XR3BTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/PrfRFyP3AiM/s72-c/st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6237770775121341571</id><published>2010-03-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:17:55.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Vs. South</title><content type='html'>So the other day at work, the mailman found out that I was from New York and he asked "Tell me three things that are different between NY and Texas..." Well, I'm blatantly aware of how very different these states are, but I've never specifically noted the differences. So this morning as I'm driving to work, I'm noticing, and I figured I would share! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5-R5RMHKmI/AAAAAAAAAss/n0jsq8FGp1o/s1600-h/mt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5-R5RMHKmI/AAAAAAAAAss/n0jsq8FGp1o/s400/mt.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5-RhSDSCtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/BnQv5zw06xU/s1600-h/3792320953_b320217a55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5-RhSDSCtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/BnQv5zw06xU/s400/3792320953_b320217a55.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New Yorkers only dress Cowboy-ish on two occasions: 1. Halloween 2. When we go to Country Fest in which we pose as if we're country. Here, they wear cowboy attire any chance they get.&lt;br /&gt;-The common car in Texas is as big of a truck as you can find, where as in New York people generally drive cars, occasionally some SUV's but RARELY a jacked up F250 turbo, or whatever they're called :)&lt;br /&gt;-People look at me like I have three heads when I order unsweetened iced tea and sweet n' low, you would have thought not drinking sweet tea was a sin!&lt;br /&gt;-There are TONS of mega churches and most of the people here claim Christianity. Up in New York, it's almost epic when you find out someone is a Christ follower. &lt;br /&gt;-Vacation to Texans means go skiing, vacation to New Yorkers means going somewhere/anywhere warm!&lt;br /&gt;-Now Texans, don't get offended on this one... but quite a few Texans use improper English. For example: "I don't have nothing" or "She don't know I'm coming". It makes me giggle inside because for whatever reason, you never hear people speak like that up north.&lt;br /&gt;-Yes it's true, people in the south ARE nicer than people up north.&lt;br /&gt;-Texan's have this crazy Texan-pride thing going on. There are Texas flags EVERYWHERE, I mean does anyone even know if New York has flag??&lt;br /&gt;-Both states enjoy dancing, however when referring to dancing, both are on entirely different ends of the spectrum. Going dancing in Texas means getting your cowboy get-up on, and going to Two-step, Polka, and occasionally some Hip Hop songs, going dancing in New York means dressing very slinky for girls, and very preppy for boy, and bumping and grinding until the wee hours of the morning. There is no "two-step", unless of course it's Missy Elliott style.&lt;br /&gt;-Texas certainly enjoy their fried food... fried okra, fried tomatoes, chicken fried steak... I have to pass on this one :)&lt;br /&gt;-When going out to eat in Texas the restaurant choices are the following: Gringos, Las Hadas, Border Grill, Taqueria, Casa Ole', On the Border, Bullritos, Chipotle'... I mean do you see a theme? If you don't like tex-mex, you won't survive here. Up in the north, we're a bit more diversified in our eating habits. &lt;br /&gt;-When you drive down the road in Texas it is very common to see signs in Spanish, up in the North we prefer the native language of English.&lt;br /&gt;-Ever heard the quote "The bigger the hair, the closer you are to heaven?". Well women most definitely live by that quote here! But I love it, I love me some volume and hairspray :)&lt;br /&gt;-Where I live in Texas, EVERYONE works for some Oil &amp;amp; Gas company. The first time Travis introduced me to a group of guys it went like this... "This is Bob he works for Shell, this is Frank he works for Chevron, this is Andy he works for Lubrizol, this is Peter he works for BP". I'm thinking, is there any other kind of work here! Up in the North I wouldn't say that one sector of business is dominate, it's much more diversified. &lt;br /&gt;-Texas is flat, and to my utter amazement the first time I visited here I learned they have palm trees! New York has seasons and mountains, and trees, lots of trees!&lt;br /&gt;-Texas has the Rodeo, which is absolutely fabulous, and Texans flock to it every year. Pre-Texas I didn't even know rodeo's were real...&lt;br /&gt;-In Texas people love to hunt and shoot things. They have things called "deer leases" in which they set out every weekend and prowl around on some acreage and look for deer to kill. In New York we might go away into the wilderness for the weekend too, but its generally to watch wildlife and soak in the beauty, not so much to seek and kill it. :) (But yes, I do like shooting guns!)&lt;br /&gt;-Texan's say "ya'll", while New Yorkers say "You guys". &lt;br /&gt;-You can drive all day long in Texas and still be in...well Texas. You can drive a day in New York and be two states away.&lt;br /&gt;-It's very common to walk into a Texas household and see some animal hanging up on the wall, up in New York that is virtually unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;-Texas has AMAZING sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's a pretty good list for now... I'll add more as I notice more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And at the end of the day, I love them BOTH! It's wonderful to be able to experience such different styles of life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6237770775121341571?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6237770775121341571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6237770775121341571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6237770775121341571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6237770775121341571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/north-vs-south.html' title='North Vs. South'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5-R5RMHKmI/AAAAAAAAAss/n0jsq8FGp1o/s72-c/mt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5081610998112029806</id><published>2010-03-15T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T07:39:57.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Baggett</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Travis and I decided we had to give away our little puppy, Sugar. We both love her and she has been quite the traveling little pup, however with us both working full time and moving into a small apartment we felt like it wouldn't be fair to her. Not to mention the pet deposit is $500, yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bad news is, we had to give her away. The good news is, Travis' aunt and uncle decided to take her. They live an hour and a half away, have another dog, and have&amp;nbsp;20 acres in the country. She LOVES playing outside and she is going to be in heaven on earth. We'll miss her, but it's the right thing to do at this stage of our lives. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S55Gr4oEHYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/haNl7Lo6Roc/s1600-h/19755_534910719569_209802574_31752055_1995873_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S55Gr4oEHYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/haNl7Lo6Roc/s400/19755_534910719569_209802574_31752055_1995873_n.jpg" vt="true" width="300" /&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/5033831103302268194-5081610998112029806?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5081610998112029806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5081610998112029806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5081610998112029806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5081610998112029806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/sugar-baggett.html' title='Sugar Baggett'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S55Gr4oEHYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/haNl7Lo6Roc/s72-c/19755_534910719569_209802574_31752055_1995873_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5816205335921796976</id><published>2010-03-11T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:38:47.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold fast to the vision</title><content type='html'>Does life ever throw drastic curve balls at you that leave you utterly clueless? Or perhaps you busy your schedules with so much that your life doesn't even feel like your own? You thought you had such a grasp on what this season of your life should look like, when all of the sudden your world gets rocked... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, that seems to be the theme of my last year. Go here, go there, do this, do that, change plans, now wait, don't change plans... I mean sometimes I really feel like my head is spinning out of control. It's at these moments when I find it hardest to maintain a clear vision of why I'm here, what I'm called to, and who I am really am. My Utmost for His Highest devotional for the day was absolutely amazing, and I wanted to share it with you. It blessed my life and inspired me to hold fast to the vision, I hope it does for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5kATWlP3lI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wCPt3uKQx9A/s1600-h/vision.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5kATWlP3lI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wCPt3uKQx9A/s400/vision.jpg" vt="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VISION-- March, 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was not disobedient unto the heavenly vision." Acts 26:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we lose the vision, we alone are responsible, and the way we lose the vision is by spiritual leakage&lt;/strong&gt;. If we do not run our belief about God into practical issues, it is all up with the vision God has given. The only way to be obedient to the heavenly vision is to give our utmost for God's highest, and this can only be done by &lt;strong&gt;continually and resolutely recalling the vision&lt;/strong&gt;. The test is the sixty seconds of every minute, and the sixty minutes of every hour, not our times of prayer and devotional meetings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Though it tarry, wait for it." We cannot attain to a vision, we must live in the inspiration of it until it accomplishes itself. &lt;strong&gt;We get so practical that we forget the vision. At the beginning we saw it but did not wait for it; we rushed off into practical work, and when the vision was fulfilled, we did not see it.&lt;/strong&gt; Waiting for the vision that tarries is the test of our loyalty to God. It is at the peril of our soul's welfare that we get caught up in practical work and miss the fulfilment of the vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch God's cyclones. The only way God sows His saints is by His whirlwind. Are you going to prove an empty pod? It will depend on whether or not you are actually living in the light of what you have seen. Let God fling you out, and do not go until He does. If you select your own spot, you will prove an empty pod. If God sows you, you will bring forth fruit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is essential to practise the walk of the feet in the light of the vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-5816205335921796976?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5816205335921796976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5816205335921796976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5816205335921796976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5816205335921796976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/hold-fast-to-vision.html' title='Hold fast to the vision'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5kATWlP3lI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wCPt3uKQx9A/s72-c/vision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7499294534730063205</id><published>2010-03-09T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:39:31.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite quote at the rodeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aVvTVFPeI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5xVOOXny9ak/s1600-h/HW%27ism-stickers-shopping-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aVvTVFPeI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5xVOOXny9ak/s400/HW%27ism-stickers-shopping-1.png" vt="true" width="400" /&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/5033831103302268194-7499294534730063205?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7499294534730063205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7499294534730063205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7499294534730063205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7499294534730063205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-favorite-quote-at-rode0.html' title='my favorite quote at the rodeo'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aVvTVFPeI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5xVOOXny9ak/s72-c/HW%27ism-stickers-shopping-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1678427837198398839</id><published>2010-03-09T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:44:22.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOUBLE good news!</title><content type='html'>First good news: my Poppop is doing EXTREMELY well! He is already sitting up and they have moved him from ICU into a regular room. Please continue to have faith and&amp;nbsp;pray for his healing and recovery process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aWz91h6KI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hdpX8UfNXHk/s1600-h/3269816039_1a9317a78c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aWz91h6KI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hdpX8UfNXHk/s400/3269816039_1a9317a78c.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note: I want to add that my Poppop is a very healthy man who is not overweight,&amp;nbsp;and religiously takes long walks. If someone with such discipline can get a blockage in his heart, imagine how your heart looks when you eat french fries and cokes regularly. Not preaching, just saying... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second good news: Travis and I signed a lease for our apartment yesterday! We get to move in on Saturday and I am SOO excited! Pictures to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1678427837198398839?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1678427837198398839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1678427837198398839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1678427837198398839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1678427837198398839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/double-good-news.html' title='DOUBLE good news!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5aWz91h6KI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hdpX8UfNXHk/s72-c/3269816039_1a9317a78c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3533892782084332073</id><published>2010-03-08T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:53:38.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are new every morning, great is your faithfulness.</title><content type='html'>I just got word from my daddy that my&lt;strong&gt; Poppop is out of surgery and all went well&lt;/strong&gt;. My mom and grandma can not see him for another two hours, but we are so grateful that there were no complications. His recovery is going to be 6-8 weeks and we have been warned it is&amp;nbsp;a difficult one. However, my Poppop is a very strong man who handles pain with grace. I think he will do beautiful! Thank you Lord for watching over my precious grandfather, and for hearing our prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is gracious and full of compassion, slow to anger and great in mercy. The Lord is good to all, and His tender mercies are over all His works." (Psalm 145:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is anyone among you suffering? Let him pray." (James 5:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22-23&amp;nbsp;"Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. 23 &lt;em&gt;They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5UrVCPWPMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/RSeDwFXI04w/s1600-h/flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5UrVCPWPMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/RSeDwFXI04w/s320/flower.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much." (James 5:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3533892782084332073?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3533892782084332073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3533892782084332073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3533892782084332073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3533892782084332073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/they-are-new-every-morning-great-is.html' title='They are new every morning, great is your faithfulness.'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5UrVCPWPMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/RSeDwFXI04w/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3373939788871763554</id><published>2010-03-05T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:34:52.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>l-o-v-e</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5EypS4VotI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2fLjB6AQHHg/s1600-h/cloud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5EypS4VotI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2fLjB6AQHHg/s320/cloud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This morning I randomly began reading some of Moses' writings in&amp;nbsp;Deuteronomy, the last book of the Pentateuch. One neat aspect of this book is that it contains exhuberant dialogue between Moses &amp;amp; God. To no surprise "Deuteronomy" translated from Jewish means "words", how appropriate. The distinct passage&amp;nbsp;I read is included in the second disclosure of the book of Deuteronomy, Chapters 5-28, it is in these chapters that you witness a recap of the ten commandments. Specifically, in chapter 6 you see an amplified version of the first commandment, to Love the Lord with all your heart ,soul, and mind. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 6: 4-9 "Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one.&amp;nbsp;5 &lt;strong&gt;Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. &lt;/strong&gt;6 These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this passage was necessarily reiterated because the Israelites didn't understand it the first time. You see, I believe it was rehashed because they were about to enter into their new land. Moses and the Lord feared that upon enerting into such a "utopia" that temptation to unintentionally forsake their first love, the Lord, might arise. Or perhaps they feared that this new land might bring fresh aspects to everyday life, and allure them to idolize something that&amp;nbsp;has no reason to be placed on a&amp;nbsp;pedestal. The exact reason is a bit blurry, but one could hypothesize why these verses were so imperative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, while I was reading these few verses...&amp;nbsp;they struck a different cord within me. To me, it was no longer a simple instruction that a first grader could comprehend. It was a command that embodied so much more. Somehow I think the word "love" symbolized so much more when Moses scribed this. Think about it... in today's day in age we throw the word "love" around so much! We LOVE everything! We love sunny weather, skinny caramel macchioto's iced upside down, glamorous shoes, a perfect hair day, a kick-butt workout, a no-traffic commute, our precious families, and God, the maker of heaven and earth. Some how it just seems odd to have such a perfect and holy person in this category, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to love the Lord in an extravagant and unique way. A way that is clearly distinguishable from the&amp;nbsp;other "loves", a way that brings glory to the deserving God. I mustered up a few pratical ways that can enable us to fall more in love with Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we must stop doing things of the Lord as a routine. You know,&amp;nbsp;as if we are checking off our weekly list of to-do's. Merely attending church and reading our Bible&amp;nbsp;efffortlessly does&amp;nbsp;not bring that closeness that He desires. It's not a matter of physically being somewhere, it's a matter of the heart. Therefore, we must first draw close to Him, with an open and vulnerable spirit. James 4:8 (New Living Translation) "&lt;strong&gt;Come close to God, and God will come close to you&lt;/strong&gt;. Wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think our belief &amp;amp; faith is vital in achieving that closeness. Excessive doubt, worry and anxiety proves to the Lord that you don't trust Him with full control of your life. Yes, at times things do not make sense, but,&amp;nbsp;the beauty is that&amp;nbsp; "we know that&lt;strong&gt; God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God&lt;/strong&gt; and are called according to his purpose for them." Romans 8:28 (New Living Translation). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I think we all need to dwell on the grace and blessings that are bestowed upon us. We should have an attitude of continual praise and joy for we are richly blessed! Even if we are lacking monitarily or physically, we have eternity in the Kindom of Heaven waiting for us, and to me that is enough reason to be continually grateful! Hebrews 11:6 (New Living Translation) "&lt;strong&gt;And it is impossible to please God without faith.&lt;/strong&gt; Anyone who wants to come to him must believe that God exists and that he rewards those who sincerely seek him." Psalm 107:1 "&lt;strong&gt;Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, we should love others with an uncondtional and unshakeable love. If it seems hard at first, I urge you to pray that the Lord will give you eyes to see others in the way that He see's them. I can't tell you how much my perspective on others, even strangers has changed since I started praying this. The compassion you feel, and the prompting to pray for others in need is amazingly divine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 6:27 &amp;amp; 32&amp;nbsp;"But I tell you who hear me: &lt;strong&gt;Love your enemies&lt;/strong&gt;, do good to those who hate you," "If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' love those who love them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:10 "&lt;strong&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love&lt;/strong&gt;. Honor one another above yourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 13:8 "Let no debt remain outstanding, &lt;strong&gt;except the continuing debt to love one another&lt;/strong&gt;, for he who loves his fellowman has fulfilled the law."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 10:24 "And let us consider how we may &lt;strong&gt;spur one another on toward love and good deeds&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats a good place to begin, yet I still feel like I've only reached the tip of the iceburg regarding what it truly means to love the Lord with all our heart, soul, and strength. But, I suppose if I desire to continue seeking, the love will continuously flow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go and&amp;nbsp;love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3373939788871763554?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3373939788871763554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3373939788871763554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3373939788871763554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3373939788871763554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/l-o-v-e.html' title='l-o-v-e'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S5EypS4VotI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2fLjB6AQHHg/s72-c/cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-509658721865087672</id><published>2010-03-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:38:22.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem that reflects my drive in life... I love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Making Life Worthwhile"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May every soul that touches mine -&lt;br /&gt;Be it the slightest contact&lt;br /&gt;Get therefrom some good;&lt;br /&gt;Some little &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;; one &lt;strong&gt;kindly&lt;/strong&gt; thought;&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;strong&gt;aspiration&lt;/strong&gt; yet unfelt;&lt;br /&gt;One bit of &lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the darkening sky;&lt;br /&gt;One gleam of &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To brave the thickening ills of life;&lt;br /&gt;One glimpse of &lt;strong&gt;brighter skies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the gathering mists -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make this life worthwhile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And heaven a surer heritage&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George Eliot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the revolution that would take place if each person yearned to leave this mark on others' lives? It would be amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-509658721865087672?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/509658721865087672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=509658721865087672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/509658721865087672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/509658721865087672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-that-reflects-my-drive-in-life-i.html' title='A poem that reflects my drive in life... I love it!'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4081902796799946472</id><published>2010-03-04T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T06:55:53.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my PopPop</title><content type='html'>I just recieved an email from my mom updating us on my PopPop's status... she says:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PopPop is out of surgery. The stints look good but he has a large blockage under the aorta which is a hard spot to get to. He will be having open heart surgery Monday or Tuesday after the Plavix medication that he is on is out of his system."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for him &amp;amp; those who are close to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4081902796799946472?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4081902796799946472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4081902796799946472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4081902796799946472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4081902796799946472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/update-on-my-poppop.html' title='Update on my PopPop'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7434541291917538946</id><published>2010-03-03T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:48:37.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poppop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S46MhT7jzVI/AAAAAAAAArs/gG0KER2eHFw/s1600-h/5215_527935822319_209802574_31549381_6048900_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S46MhT7jzVI/AAAAAAAAArs/gG0KER2eHFw/s320/5215_527935822319_209802574_31549381_6048900_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ask for prayer for one of the most amazing and&amp;nbsp;generous men I know, my very own poppop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just gave me news that he has been having heart pains and that they will be going in to try and place some stints in his heart in the morning. He previously had a heart attack as well as stints, so they are unsure if this will work. If stints are not an available option they will have to do open heart surgury right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for wisdom for the doctors, for peace for my family, and for little pain for my poppop. He is absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-7434541291917538946?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7434541291917538946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7434541291917538946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7434541291917538946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7434541291917538946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-poppop.html' title='My Poppop'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S46MhT7jzVI/AAAAAAAAArs/gG0KER2eHFw/s72-c/5215_527935822319_209802574_31549381_6048900_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6949363724097860201</id><published>2010-03-02T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:58:01.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty is the best policy :)</title><content type='html'>Dishonesty and bending the truth seem to be a persistent theme in today's society. Seemingly, everywhere you turn awaits one who, without batting an eye, is willing to verbalize a statement that is entirely false, having every intention of you believing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard of a book called &lt;i&gt;The Day America Told the Truth&lt;/i&gt;, this book reports that 91 percent of Americans lie on a regular basis. It goes on to say "The majority of us find it hard to go through a week without lying,". "And one in five cannot make it through a single day without lying." Apparently, we are a lying culture. The problem is that you cannot merely lie once a day and consider your life righteous and pure. You see the Bible encompasses the idea that you can not compartmentalize integrity. &lt;b&gt;If you jeopardize your commitment to integrity in one area of your life the ramifications will desecrate the whole of who you are.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm not okay that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or with mediocre social standards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the point of difference. I want others, when they consider me and my friendship, to be able to freely say that I am a person of integrity and honesty. I believe that no matter how arduous the truth is, it is always less piercing then a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope I shall possess firmness and virtue enough to maintain what I consider the most enviable of all titles, the character of an honest man.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- George Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be trusted is a greater complement than to be loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- George MacDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, what joy for those whose record the Lord has cleared of sin, whose lives are lived in complete honesty.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Psalm 32:2, NLT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6949363724097860201?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6949363724097860201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6949363724097860201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6949363724097860201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6949363724097860201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/honesty-is-best-policy.html' title='Honesty is the best policy :)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8858976797736694088</id><published>2010-03-01T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:00:10.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A good marriage is not one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in which perfection reigns; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a relationship in which &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a healthy perspective overlooks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a multitude of unresolvables. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8858976797736694088?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8858976797736694088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8858976797736694088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8858976797736694088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8858976797736694088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-marriage-is-not-one-in-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7479346323522520749</id><published>2010-03-01T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:04:38.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"In the world ye shall have tribulation: &lt;br /&gt;but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world" (John 16:33).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just need a refreshing verse! Yes we are GUARENTEED to have trials and tribulations. "Signing up" for Christianity does not take away these painful obstacles. But what Christians are able to find amidst the chaos is the unexplainable joy and peace that the Lord is going to protect us and shield us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-7479346323522520749?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7479346323522520749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7479346323522520749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7479346323522520749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7479346323522520749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-world-ye-shall-have-tribulation-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4710134276828365641</id><published>2010-02-26T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:14:07.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 2.26.2010.</title><content type='html'>This morning I was reading these verses and they were so encouraging to me. My heart desires to follow these in complete obedience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another.  Forgive as the Lord forgave you.  And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them in all together in perfect unity."  ~ Colossians 3:13-14 (NIV)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading an online devotional by Margaret Mitchell I was shocked at how much it paralled what I was learning yesterday and how much it applied to this season of my life. Check out a few blurbs from it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But if we commit ourselves to remaining in our divinely-assigned role, moving forward in God's purposes, we will witness Him break obstacles and make a way to unity (God's finest), which can involve changing people's hearts and attitudes, promoting people or reassigning those who, by their free will choice, are not willing to cooperate.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, unity is often a process.  And in this process, God forges us, our co-workers, our leaders and our organizations often through the heat of pressure.  The reason He has us in this vice is because He's trying to teach us, purify us and position us for promotion.  But are we willing to be teachable?  Are we willing to die to the limitation of selfishness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it! Be teachable, choose to forgive, and stive for unity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4710134276828365641?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4710134276828365641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4710134276828365641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4710134276828365641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4710134276828365641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/02/practical.html' title='Friday, 2.26.2010.'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-901761874165557324</id><published>2010-02-25T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:07:45.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Servant</title><content type='html'>If you've been around me the last week you might have heard me jokingly complain about how I do all the dirty work for my job. I bleach the refrigerator, I wash the dishes, I pick up after people and deliever all their needs. And yes at some points I do have a poor attitude while doing it. Sometimes I even wonder "who goes to college to be a receptionist and clean up after everyone?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the Lord quickly convicted me that I need to be grateful that I even have a job. Yes it's cliche, but times are tough and I am blessed to be working and compensated fairly decent. Do I wish it was challenging, let me be creative, and not sit at a desk all day? Well of Course! :)But I need to be joyful and thankful regardless. While I was soaking all of this in I was reminded of this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” I Corinthians 10:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately it doesn't matter if I'm washing dishes or if I'm a CEO in corporate America, my attitude should be that as if I am doing it unto the Lord, because I am. My devotional today in My Utmost for His Highest, was also about the value of being a servant. Think the Lord is trying to teach me something? You bet! Check this blurb out from my reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The ecclesiastical idea of a servant of God is not Jesus Christ's idea. His idea is that we serve Him by being the servants of other men. He says that in His Kingdom he that is greatest shall be the servant of all. &lt;strong&gt;The real test of the saint is not preaching the gospel, but washing disciples' feet&lt;/strong&gt;, that is, doing the things that do not count in the actual estimate of men but count everything in the estimate of God." (Feb. 25, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my new life challenge, to willingly serve others expecting nothing in return... no matter how small (as maybe a smile or thank you) or how big the return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to serve today too! See if you're not blessed as you bless others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-901761874165557324?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/901761874165557324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=901761874165557324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/901761874165557324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/901761874165557324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/02/servant.html' title='Servant'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7128389280997415610</id><published>2010-02-24T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:46:34.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest...</title><content type='html'>So here we are in Houston, TX... still settling down from all of our crazy adventures. Travis landed a job as an operator for ITC. Today is his third day and he has done nothing but rave about his company and his job. That thrills me more than you could imagine! It's not very common for someone to actually enjoy their profession AND company. As for me, I'm a temp. receptionist in downtown Houston, and I just got accepted into the Texas Teachers Certification program. My classes begin in March, Lord willing if I pass all my exams I will be able to work as a full-time teacher! I'm not positive, but I think I'm going to get certified to teach Special Education. I have a big heart for those children :) I am very excited about this... I would love to end my day of work feeling as if I have actually accomplished something. As if my hours spent away from home were used to impact someones life... that would be wonderful! So please pray for me, that I can pass all these state tests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why haven't I blogged in a while? Well, life gets a bit harder after college. You can try and anticipate how different it will be, but you don't really know until it comes and smacks you right in the face. As much as I loved going to Liberty University, I don't think it sets you up for real life very well. In that I mean, while you are there attending school you have church Sunday morning &amp; night, convocation 3x a week, and church Wednesday night. As most of you know, this is not a "boring church service that makes you fall asleep", it is amazing! They have the most amazing bands, and world renowned speakers flown in to talk to the student body. What I always said was, you cannot attend Liberty, and not be moved as a person. To me, it is impossible to go to LU and not grow spiritually and desire a deeper relationship with the Lord. So for four years of your life you are almost in this "spiriutal bubble". This place where all of your best friends are, those people who are there to encourage you and speak Biblical truth to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what happens after thsoe four years are gone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for me it meant marrying my best friend and moving far away (6 times) from everything I'm used to. The only person I truly had/and still have is Travis. So for me, if something goes wrong with us... then it's as if my whole world has crashed before me. Of course it hasn't, because my Lord will never leave me or forsake me. But sometimes you need that tangible and physical person to love on and be loved from. Well the past month has brought some battles into Travis and my marriage that I never thought we would have to face... I have truly been learning what it is like to depend only on the Lord. I have nothing else to sustain me, encourage me, or make me joyful. What's more difficult, is I don't have the plethora of church services to attend like I did at LU. We haven't found a church home here in Houston yet, but trust me... I'm on the lookout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have undoubtedly realized the importance of maintaining my relationship with the Lord. I can no longer be spoon fed my spirituality and wisdom from God. I must daily seek it out. And most days it is a challenege. Being gone 12 hours a day at work doesn't leave much time for anything. But this is where the real test of life comes in. How will I balance all that is beckoning my attention, and in where will my priorites truly lie? It's all up to me and it's a challenge I'm willing to take. Because to me, I have nothing to lose. I want to be a strong woman of God and I desperately want Travis' and my relationship to be revolutionized. I no longer want to be mediocre or allow sin to seep in. I want to honor purity and privacy in our marriage always. Above all, I want to be able to say that I did my part, I sought the Lord daily and stayed true to my convictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We greatly appreciate your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Miss ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-7128389280997415610?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7128389280997415610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7128389280997415610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7128389280997415610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7128389280997415610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/02/latest.html' title='The latest...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7305647483229545466</id><published>2010-01-13T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:34:16.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S04D_vKGCdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/823ahXuTdAA/s1600-h/IMG_2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S04D_vKGCdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/823ahXuTdAA/s400/IMG_2696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426278994553473490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's time to crawl out of my hole and start writing again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Although it isn't entirely my fault for not writing, our wonderful computers hard drive crashed again, losing all my pictures, documents, etc. Therefore, she was at the store getting fixed for a while too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, most of you probably know that we are back in the states now... safe &amp; sound. We are so grateful for being able to come back with no obstacles hindering our departure. I tell you what, nothing makes me more grateful to be back in our homeland than hearing about the devastation Haiti has just experienced. I can't imagine still living in the DR and dealing with that fear &amp; havoc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a quick synopsis of what we've been doing: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went straight to NY from the DR and we had a wonderful time up in the snowy north with my family &amp; friends. There's nothing like spending the holidays cuddled up in a blanket next to a fireplace, listening to Christmas tunes and watching the snow fall. It really is magical :) We first intended to stay there, if we had means of working and paying our bills. However, we got overwhelmed with discouragement and decided to come to Texas where we thought the chance of landing a job was greater. So we made the trip by car from NY to Texas. Ironically, we did that road trip exactly a year ago right after we got married. I really hope this doesn't turn into an annual tradition! haha Luckily we got to see some family along the way and that made the trip even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent New Years Eve (and our One Year Anniversary) in Kansas City, MO with some of my family. Unfortunately we both got the flu and ended up going to bed at 9pm that night. Not quite the way I thought my first married anniversary would go... but I was just glad to be with him. Actually, now that I think about it... we still need to celebrate our anniversary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are back in Texas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis' parents have been so wonderful to us and offered us to live with them until we get our feet on the ground. What a blessing that has been for us! Our time right now is being spent by countless hours on the computer for job searching &amp; networking, and of course playing scrabble and farkle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis and I are just trying to survive at this point. Yes it may seem dramatic, but we have encountered a lot of trials in only one year of marriage. Our first four months of marriage Travis worked 7 days a week on nights so we never saw each other, we've already moved 5 times (once internationally), I've had two different jobs in the last year, we established our own tourism company in a third world country (and you know all the obstacles that came along with that), and now its as if we are right back where we started. We have nothing to show for it, and that sometimes gets the best of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While our friends are starting to buy their first homes &amp; all their fancy furniture &amp; climbing the ladder at their jobs we are living with our parents and both unemployed. Trust me, we still have it wonderful but these are just the thoughts that Satan tries filling our minds with... that we are failures and will never amount to anything, that we have silly dreams and are immature. But, at the end of the day we must remind ourselves that we truly desired to take the risk that we did. I firmly believe that we would have always regretted it if we didn't try... so now we must recover from our risk. I believe the Lord has something really neat in store for us, it's just the patience that might kill us in the mean time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please pray for direction for us. For the peace of God to rule in our lives and to not be anxious about what we should do. Above all, I just want to use these experiences to help others and offer encouragement in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Miss ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- the picture is of Deer Park, Texas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-7305647483229545466?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7305647483229545466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7305647483229545466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7305647483229545466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7305647483229545466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing-again.html' title='Writing again...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/S04D_vKGCdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/823ahXuTdAA/s72-c/IMG_2696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8528071894343960272</id><published>2009-11-25T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:20:07.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The next right thing...</title><content type='html'>November 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost speechless at how radically different it is in this country versus the states. Prior to moving here we did our research, we crunched the numbers, we talked to various people, but even then we were not even on the tip of the iceberg of knowing how the DR truly operates. It’s amazing to me how over 2 million people visit here a year, convinced it is heaven on earth… it is gorgeous but tourists only see the shell of this country.  They are clueless about the corruption, the deception, the fabrication, and the crookedness that encompasses every dimension of this island. There is virtually no way possible for a foreigner (unless they have all the time in the world, or are mega-millionaires) to come here and establish a business in a legal manner. It would undoubtedly require bribes and under the table cash flow; both of which we were not prepared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through meeting with an Editor in Chief of a newspaper yesterday we both were granted clarity on our personal reality of living here and operating a foreign-run tourism business. This man is a Dominican who was willing to take of the mask and unveil to us the ugly “truths” that run this island. He confirmed what we had heard about the few mega wealthy families that have an iron grip on the DR. They are the ones who control every aspect of this country, from hotels to excursion to shops and restaurant; all must be Okayed through them. Once they give the okay they are then given a huge percent of the profits. And so he said if we began operating without their consent, they would quickly make sure that they would receive 50-60 percent of our money, or else make sure we were drove out of the country. For example, our 60-dollar flight we would have to give them 30-35 dollars, then 5 dollars for gas, 10 dollars for rent, and another 5 for the tour rep, leaving us 5-10 dollars. We aren’t trying to get rich, but we would have to bust our butts flying to try and even make rent. It just isn’t conceivable. We didn’t come here to get rich, but we do have bills and college loans to take care. Not to mention we dreamed of helping out our families as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned that unless we have an “in” with tourism and the aeronautical offices, we would not receive the permits. Of course they will not blatantly tell us that, but they keep us quiet by saying, “One week, One week, or keep waiting, it takes a long time here”. But, in reality we will be waiting forever because they do not want us to work here. It’s all about power and money. For whatever reason they feel threatened when foreigners try to start businesses here… they are worried about us taking their money and becoming powerful. So by whatever means necessary, they drive you out. One would think they would be grateful for people moving here and trying to generate businesses and help their third world country, but that is far from the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man did tell us that if we would get ourselves out into the community more, that we would be able to make those connections with the power people who can get things done. He told us about two big parties that were happening this weekend; he insisted that we attend. We “have to be seen and introduced to the people here… create a status for ourselves.” These parties are at a club/discoteca and a bar. You see we have no issue getting out into the community and meeting people, but we refuse to open that door. If starting a business here requires us partying every weekend just to get an in, then we refuse to do it. We are not going to redirect our moral compass and exchange our values just for a means of operating a business. So, it was at that moment we realized we are putting on the breaks and calling it quits. The instant you alter your values is the same instant your vision becomes skewed… we will not let that happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for that reason, and for some other safety reasons regarding drugs and trafficking, we with complete confidence have decided that the DR is no longer the place in which we should reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, we are trying to sell the few things we have here. We don’t know what the future looks like regarding employment or what not… but we have an undeniable peace that we are doing the next right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank y’all for being apart of this journey with us. For your prayers and encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and will see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8528071894343960272?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8528071894343960272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8528071894343960272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8528071894343960272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8528071894343960272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/next-right-thing.html' title='The next right thing...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-407574009183483883</id><published>2009-11-24T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:48:28.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So we've decided...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-407574009183483883?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/407574009183483883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=407574009183483883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/407574009183483883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/407574009183483883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-weve-decided.html' title='So we&apos;ve decided...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3253443454272663534</id><published>2009-11-22T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T06:49:23.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crossraods</title><content type='html'>November 22, 2009&lt;br /&gt;The crossroads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is something we haven’t come up upon since our whole vision of the DR was derived. To be a bit more specific we have never developed an exit strategy for this adventure. In the very beginning (April) I had mentioned a “plan B” to Trav but he said it wasn’t necessary. You see on paper everything works. We did every possible research that would be necessary to not only live here and make it, but also create a successful business. The DR is in the top 5 visited Caribbean destinations, specifically Punta Cana sees about 2 million people a year. The demand for this tourism attraction is HUGE! However, we were not aware at the hurdles and obstacles we would get tossed into in order to get our business in operating condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are utterly powerless. We (with the Lords sovereignty) put all the pieces of the puzzle together regarding what is necessary to be entirely legal here; we have attempted achieving each specific task. Unfortunately, now our livelihood relies on the whim of a random Dominican worker. It’s not a question of whether or not these people will write us the permit; it’s a matter of when. As mentioned numerous times, everything runs very slow here. People don’t follow through and they don’t do things when they say they will. It’s as if people don’t care if they excel in their work and produce a fine job! They would rather be slow and if they get motivated, well then they will do what they are supposed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We budgeted for how long we thought it would take to get these documents; except we didn’t budget for all this nonsense and wasted time. Our attorney just informed us that it could take months before the boat registration inspector comes (when we were told they would be here a week ago). Unfortunately, we cannot fly until our boat is registered. Thus, we are stuck. So, I guess the main reason we are now thinking about what happens at our crossroads is because we don’t have all the time in the world. Rightfully so… we cannot just live here for another six months and wait. Not to mention I think we would go insane spending that much more time not working and being poor here, trying to motivate the people to write the permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we’ve laid out three different options, in which one will presumably be chosen by December 21st. We will A) Wait on the Lord if he tells us to wait B) Count our losses, pack up and go… either working in NY or TX C) Leave in December, spend the holidays with family, work a few turn-arounds in the Oil Refinerys while the permits continue being processed, and come back when we have accumulated more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said, that is why I’m “trying to muster up more faith”. This is such an emotional roller coaster and right now we are clouded with confusion. Sometimes it’s hard to discern whether this is Satan trying to lure us away from something that could be successful and create huge ministry opportunities, or if it’s the Lord pulling us out of this plan because it’s no longer His perfect plan for us. It’s hard not knowing which idea to entertain. However, I believe that as we continue seeking Him, He will reveal to us the way in which we should go. The Bible says our God is not a God of confusion, so I believe He will provide us clarity in this situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these Scripture I came across yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 30:21 “Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 6:16 “This is what the Lord says: Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:19 “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, despite all the confusion and chaos, I believe that the Lord will not abandon us. I am confident that He will reveal to us what we are supposed to do, and then supply us with the courage to do so. I believe in the God who can make “a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland”, but I also believe that if He leads us away from here that it is for His higher purpose. I will be glad for the time we had to chase this dream, embrace the lessons we’ve learned, and march towards whatever He calls us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us. Pray for wisdom, strength, and discernment. We truly don’t want to do anything out of selfish ambition; we just want to do what we are called to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have any bouts of wisdom for us, we would greatly appreciate it! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &amp; miss you!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3253443454272663534?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3253443454272663534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3253443454272663534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3253443454272663534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3253443454272663534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/crossraods.html' title='The Crossraods'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4354524984644438450</id><published>2009-11-19T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:20:58.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>November 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“God prepares great men for great tasks by great trials”&lt;/span&gt; –Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how that has encouraged me the past two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning Travis went with a mechanic to get some spark plugs for our plane. I stayed home to clean up the house and such. Well when all was spotless I decided I wanted to go swimming for exercise. I got all ready and went to get my goggles and they were missing. I was searching all over the house for where I put them last and while I was looking I got this funny thought, “what if the Lord is slowing down my steps for a certain reason… maybe he doesn’t want me to leave yet…”. I know that sounds like “super-spiritual”, and I don’t always think like that. But, in this particular moment I did. I felt a prompting to wait. And so I did. Literally, within five minutes Trav rushed in the door and ran straight to the bathroom. He was very upset and about to have a panic attack. I was so happy that I listened to that small voice that told me to wait, instead of hurrying along and ignoring it. My husband needed me, and I was there to help him simply because I allowed the Lord to interrupt my life for a more important reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gets crazy and things don’t pan out like you want them to… you know, something blocks the road… I encourage you to pause and think that there just might be a bigger reason for why that is happening. Perhaps it is an inconvenience but maybe it’s the Lord divinely orchestrating the timeline for a bigger purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is already a million times better than yesterday. Clearly yesterday was a rough day for Trav and I. Sometimes it gets overwhelming here. The whole process of establishing a business in a foreign country alone is enough to drive someone insane. Not to mention being from American almost puts us at a disadvantage. With that I mean we’re used to working with fairly educated people who understand what getting things done in a “timely fashion” means. Truly the only way to get things moving here is to pay people in hopes of motivating them to do with their work. And well, when you and your husband are recent college graduates, with school loans staring you in the face, and an allotted savings to get you through the anticipated waiting period, its not that easy to just leisurely pay everyone double to do their duties. We are also learned that the Dominicans also run by a system of connections. It’s not what you know, but whom you know. If you want something done you must have a connection… and well not being from here our connections are minimal. But, I believe my God is bigger than all of that. So despite all those roadblocks, I believe in the Lord who can move mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 17:20&lt;br /&gt;“I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a funny story from yesterday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon Travs frustration with the slow process of the business he decided to go and scout out a different attorney, one who, as Trav puts it, “we don’t have to baby-sit”. So we got referred to this Dominican attorney. We were sitting there in a meeting presenting him all that we have as well as the areas we need his assistance. One area we are looking for more information is regarding Dominican residency. Well, in order for him to quote us a price he had to ask us a variety of health related questions. As previously mentioned Trav wasn’t having a good day and was out of sorts. Well the attorney proceeds to ask us about our health background. He says, “do you smoke and do drugs?” and 100% serious Trav shakes his head YES! The attorney then says, “when is the last time?” And Trav shakes his head yes again! At this point I pipe up and say “Hold on!! Did you just ask him if he does drugs?” And he said, “Yes, of course…” and I looked at Trav and said WHY did you tell him you do drugs!? Haha he had no idea that’s what the guy said. I’m not sure if he wasn’t paying attention or if the Dominican accent made him unsure of what he said… so I’m pretty sure he thinks we do drugs and I was trying to cover it up. Haha… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just wait… it gets better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then he goes on to ask us if we have STD’s, and various diseases. And this man is trying to say Hepatitis, but instead it sounded like “Hypo-titties”. So Travis goes, “What? Do I have heavy titties?!” Haha, oh man I’m almost confident this guy thinks were on drugs now. It did make for a good laugh though ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is a good day. The Lord has restored our joy, our vision, and our tenacity. We also found out that Trav’s dad and step mom are coming to visit us in a little over a week! We are so excited to have some family down here. It’s just what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya’ll can come visit soon!&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Miss you!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4354524984644438450?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4354524984644438450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4354524984644438450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4354524984644438450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4354524984644438450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4396197958808358757</id><published>2009-11-15T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:48:57.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of networking :)</title><content type='html'>November 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an update on our business status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Flyers, S.R.L. will be able to take their first tourist on a flying boat ride when:&lt;br /&gt; -We nail down a lease agreement for beach space&lt;br /&gt; -The inspector looks at our aircraft and issues the boat registration&lt;br /&gt; -We get insurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the way things look and only these few tasks left to accomplish, we believe we should be up and running within 2 weeks (at most!). If you only saw the mile-long list we were first presented, you would understand why looking at this one is so refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times this process is frustrating. Meeting with the attorneys, meeting with different land owners, going here, going there, not understanding Spanish and of course waiting, waiting, waiting… But, at the end of the day we are ALWAYS in awe of how perfectly everything fits together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see we have been blessed with so many people helping us. It is mind boggling at how the 1-2 year process of beginning our tourism business is actually taking us roughly 3 months! It’s so remarkable to us how we meet someone, who then leads us to another person, who introduces us to someone else who is able to help. I mean the unintentional marketing that has gone on here is incredible! Nonetheless, we all know its not mere coincidence ☺. There is undoubtedly something bigger going on here… Ironically enough, I just read in my devotions yesterday, “we can all see God in exceptional things, but it requires the growth of spiritual discipline to see God in every detail. Never believe that the so-called random events of life are anything less than God’s appointed order. Be ready to discover His divine designs anywhere and everywhere.” (My Utmost for His Highest, Nov. 14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We were asking a worker at the local fruit stand if they knew a welder who could build us a water trailer and our popped a Haitian named Rodney. He said to meet him there tomorrow at 5:30pm. He took us around to some welders and we began sharing with him our business ideas. He works for a Tour Operator called Scuba Caribe and thought this company might want to do business with us. Well he introduced us to a manager of one of the stores named Damian. Damian also liked our business idea, and thus referred us to Nicholas, the manager of the land where his shop was, on Bibijagua beach. We met with Nicholas and presented our business plans to him. He was a very stoic man, we couldn’t really tell if he was thrilled or not. But, he told us he would call us back either way. But you see, we ended up getting hooked up with Nicholas all because of the guy at a fruit stand. It’s kind of comical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So, the other day we went to this local mailbox/print store to get our business cards printed up. We were aware that the manager/owner of this particular store is very good friends with the fellow who we were originally going to work underneath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((As previously mentioned, things were not working out with him and getting help from him was like trying to nail jell-o to a tree. As of right now we have no idea what he is thinking. In other words, we’ve been back almost three weeks now. We’ve contacted him a few times and even stopped by his beach hut. In spite of that, he’s never there and hasn’t returned our calls. In my mind, that is our easy way out. We’re here, ready to go, and he isn’t giving us the time of day. Therefore, we needed to become independent. Bills don’t pay themselves, you know? ☺ Travis and I just can’t figure out why he is acting like this. I guess we figure, we could have potentially made him a lot of money and he would be required to do nothing. Wouldn’t you want to help get someone get set up quickly so your return investment could begin? Anyways, we don’t know if he thinks we gave up or are independent, or what...))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rabbit trail, but I felt like that was a good place to update the situation with that guy ☺ So we’re at this print shop and scoping the store to see if the owner is there. At this point, we were still being very careful about what we would say to people. We were slightly paranoid that the information would get back to the guy we were first planning to do business with.  As were sitting there anticipating for the business cards to finish being cut so we could exit unnoticed, in walks the owner. We both could have died! We were literally about 2 minutes away from getting away undetected. Luckily we both happened to be wearing hats that day. We tried every way possible of being disguised. And it worked… until we had to go to the cash register to pay out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were being handed our change back the owner walks right over to us and greets us in the friendliest manner imaginable! He was asking us all sorts of questions about if we’re flying yet, what needs to be done, this that and the other thing. This guy used to be a helicopter pilot so he knows the logistics about how it all works here. Travis and I were both being so careful talking to him. Of course were immediately going to assume that he is going to relay this information. So of course the only answers we were giving were very vague. However, as we talked a little bit longer Travis and I both had a peace about him. We didn’t have any sort of intuition that he had malicious motives. Trav says, “It’s a pilot thing, he wants to help another pilot out!”. After some more business talk he told us that he really wants to help us with whatever is left in the process. He had compassion because we are young, trying to do everything by the books, and of course it’s a flying business. He gave us his business card and said to call tomorrow at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t help but laugh. The one person we were trying so hard to not talk to, is the one who sincerely wants to assist us, with entirely pure motives. Some people who offer their help are very quick to include that they want a percentage of our income, but then there are others who just want to do good for someone else out of the kindness of their hearts. So after us both agreeing that we didn’t think he was up to anything, we met up with him again the very next day. The poor guy was a little scatter brained because he had been running around all day with work, and came directly to meet us and had not even eaten that day. Maybe I’m naïve, but why would someone go out of his or her way that much just to snitch on us? Anyways, be was very helpful! Apparently he used to be the head manager at an insurance company so he was going to contact them and get some quotes. He also knows the owner of the land, Bibijagua, which is the exact land we’ve been trying to get in with. We will see what all comes about with this guy and his help, but I’m sure it can’t hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the land goes… Nicholas, the manager of Bibijagua and finally called us back yesterday. He told Travis he wants to do business with us, but that he wants to see him do a demonstration flight. After Nicholas sees that then the negotiation process will begin. But, if we get in with the owner as well, perhaps they won’t try to take THAT much money from us. ☺ But, first we must wait for the boat registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I was rambling, sometimes I try so hard to not make this thing 10 pages long yet inform ya’ll of what’s going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that these last few items come about in a timely manner so we can begin flying soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4396197958808358757?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4396197958808358757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4396197958808358757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4396197958808358757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4396197958808358757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-networking.html' title='The power of networking :)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2290269066976664658</id><published>2009-11-08T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:03:16.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Hearts...</title><content type='html'>November 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Trav just about summed up our time in Santo Domingo. We got so much accomplished and we received good news after good news with our business. The head honcho at the ‘Civil Aeronauticas Department’ gave us the okay to fly; now we just have to find a company to insure us and nail down the location. Many of our headaches are no longer an issue and all the puzzle pieces are slowly beginning to connect. Needless to say, the light at the end of the tunnel is slowing becoming more luminescent and promising. We are undoubtedly seeing Gods favor on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the wonderful news, my heart is very heavy and I’ll explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening we were blessed to spend some time with some American friends who live here. They are always so sweet and hospitable to us. We enjoy quality time and conversation with them. After a fantastic dinner we sat around and talked about various topics. One topic, in which my husband joyfully participated, was the current state of the U.S. and how much turmoil we are all in. If anyone knows me well, they’ll know that I don’t talk much about politics and how the world coming to an end.  The stock market crashing, the spending deficit being unsustainable, and health reform don’t send me into any sort of frenzy. I have no absolutely no interest in it. Yes, Travis says I’m burying my head in the sand, but to me I find no importance in dwelling on the negativity and being consumed with worry and fear, for I have absolutely no control over it anyway. Maybe I’m naïve, but I believe the Lord is in control regardless, I trust He will take care of us. So anyways I heard all about how the US is quickly coming to ruin, and of course get uneasy. Its not exactly comforting news ☺. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On from there we talked about prostitution, brothels, human trafficking, and child sex slaves. We didn’t just talk about it in a broad spectrum, but we were talking about the problem it is here in the Dominican Republic. Our friends informed us that all the little places around that look like small motels, but are labeled “cabanas” are actually brothels. We were already aware of all the prostitutes that linger around the car washes, trying to lure customers in. But, I wasn’t aware of the amount of brothels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends showed us a book they are reading regarding sex and prostitution in the Dominican Republic. Apparently, it is a massive business run by Dominicans but made possible by sexually hungry tourists. For most of these men and woman it’s been a way of life ever since they were small. Perhaps it’s not enjoyable to them, but in their eyes it is their job. It’s merely their means to an end; it’s the only feasible way for them to survive. To give themselves to paying customers as they so please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my heart breaks a little more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see it’s one thing living in a nice home in the States with luxuries, security, and safety at hand. Yes Americans have heard about sex slavery and prostitution, perhaps some have witnessed it. But, my guess is that most haven’t. The majority of it is foreign issues that only exist in poverty stricken lands and/or third world countries.  Well here I am, in the middle of it. Surrounded by poor locals who give of themselves to survive. The problem is that it’s almost impossible to set them free from this torture. We are in a third world country with only a handful of jobs, if you take them out of their “job” how are they going to make enough to survive. Realistically they make more in one night than they do in two months. How then is there a remedy for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t know, and my heart hurts even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the DR is on a tier three-watch list for child sex slave and human trafficking. Which means it is a huge problem here, but the government is choosing to not do anything about it. They turn their cheeks and ignore it. It’s one thing to hear about it occurring in other continents, but it’s another to witness it from a close distance…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day (In the middle of the day) I saw a young Dominican girl, probably about 11 years old, dressed in a very small mini skirt with an open back tube top on. She was holding a small bag and was waiting outside an apartment. She was looking down timidly while waiting for a middle-aged non-Dominican man that was digging through his car for something. The man made his way up to his apartment and the two entered his house. I lingered around for a little while, playing with the puppy and about fifteen minutes later the little girl came out of the apartment and made her way through the parking lot. She turned around twice and just stared at me. Since then, I can’t get her precious face out of my head. She looked broken and hopeless. She should be running around playing like every other 11 year old in the US, worrying about what Barbie she should play with, but instead the cards she was dealt left her here. (Yes, I admit I am assuming what was going on, but with what I observed it’s hard not to.) All I keep thinking about is “Why Lord?”. Why was I so blessed to be born into my amazing family in the States and presented this chance at life and success when these poor children here have nothing and are nearly forced to sell themselves just to still be in poverty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see why my heart hurts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I’m now living amidst this terrible and astronomical problem. Yet I’m utterly helpless and don’t even know where I can begin to revolutionize this. Everything inside of me desires to give the children, sex-slaves and prostitutes freedom. But, how can I do that when there are no other jobs available to sustain them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll let you know when I figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, until then... I believe the Lord with present me with opportunities to show them the love of Christ, even if it’s one person at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2290269066976664658?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2290269066976664658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2290269066976664658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2290269066976664658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2290269066976664658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/heavy-hearts.html' title='Heavy Hearts...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4731946040289282413</id><published>2009-11-06T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:48:07.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Travis :)</title><content type='html'>November 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Travis writing… I felt like so many monumental things happened today that I just had to write it down, lest I forget what God has brought us through and to.  When D and I sat down to write I grabbed the computer and then just stared at the screen.  After a few seconds I looked over and said, “How do you start these things?”…haha.  I have never blogged before so excuse me if I don’t write the stereotypical message.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to this point in our Dominican journey we have been under a tremendous amount of stress and anxiety.  Living in a third world country alone is enough to give someone from the US an ulcer, but for us starting a business it’s even worse.  I doubt Danielle has left any stone unturned, so I wont rehash what’s already been discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our hiatus in the States we came back with plenty of supercharged enthusiasm.  We had several days to discuss the highs and lows of our first trip over.  That break also gave us a chance to clear our heads and think with a clear conscience about what our strategy would be going back into the country.  If anyone knows me very well they know how excited, crazy, and passionate I can get about some things.  Well, business is one of those things.  There is just something about business that sends me into a frenzy when I let my creativity run wild with scenarios and possibilities.  I guess that’s part of being ADHD.  By the way, D gets so frustrated when I get in my “zone” and somehow totally ignore everything going on around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are….were back in the country and ready to grab the bull by the horns!  We met with some friends and sent out some emails hoping to generate interest in our services.  I honestly thought that our offer was so genius anyone who turned it down had to be down right brainless.  It’s no mystery that we have one of the most sought after excursions on the island, yet we received absolutely ZERO feedback from our efforts.  We created a proposal letter that we thought was sure to be a homerun with our prospective tour operators, but nothing was replied to.  Imagine being in the last game of the World Series, all tied up, last inning, bases loaded and your up to bat.  There’s a seemingly perfect opportunity to be a major producer for the team, yet you whiff every single ball.  That’s pretty close to how I felt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the game were almost do or die.  I feel like any second God is gonna pull us through and then….BOOM, another dashed hope.  I’m sure you’ve read up to this point and you can imagine the rollercoaster ride that it has been so far.  It seems like were climbing a colossal mountain, fighting every inch to the top.  When we get close enough to see over to the other side we begin to smile and prematurely celebrate, thinking that were done struggling and gasping for air.  Yet every time we get close to the top, there seems to be a giant of a man that always shows up right in time to kick us back down to the bottom.  This has happened so many times here that I have honestly had to psych myself out to keep my head in the game.  I knew quitting wasn’t an option so I literally had to trick myself into believing that we could achieve this goal. A goal that deep down I told myself was far beyond our reach, yet somehow mustered the strength to continue pursuing.  I know that sounds really weird, but we faced so many giants that I thought were impossible to conquer.  In my heart of hearts there have been times where I thought that this dream of ours is nothing but a mirage.  A mirage that looked so promising and foolproof, yet every time I thought we were making progress on it we only found our selves equally as far as when we had started out.  The hurdles have seemed so big and unachievable that I know we couldn’t do this on our own.  God has put so many random people in our paths it’s almost comical to us.  To think that two 20-somethings could get this far on our own is absurd.  God Almighty has been so incredibly good to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we teamed up with our friend in the capitol, Richard.  He has been a tremendous help to us throughout this whole process.  We left the house with a plan to hit up the aviation department and see where we stood on our pilot license paperwork and aircraft registration.  First, we went on wild goose chase for some medical certificate that the paperwork said we needed.  After about and hour or two I got really frustrated and suggested that we just go to the aviation dept. and present what we had filled out.  My plan was simply to inquire if we had all our ducks in a row with the exception of the medical certificate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard is awesome and he knows our situation very well, so most of the time he talks to the people without us knowing what’s going on.  We went through several people and finally got to the head of the licensing division.  Everything we have been told up to this point is that I needed to convert my US pilot license to a Dominican one.  However, after talking with this gentleman I found out that having a DR license was sort of a luxury rather than a necessity.  That relieved a load of stress, lots of money, and stacks of paperwork out of the equation.  Our last stop was to figure out how to get the boat registered.  We went round and round with the guy on what the requirements were.  He told us that they were in transition from an old law to a new one so we needed to submit a letter asking which law we must abide by.  Seemed silly to us, considering we could ask someone verbally much easier and quicker.  We were so confused by this point.  After debating with the guy for several minutes I said, “Cant we just pull the file on the guy who is flying near us now and do exactly what he did?”  You would think I just invented the wheel when I made that statement!  They proceeded to pull the file and the rest is history.  Now we have all our ducks in a row and tomorrow we go to submit all of our final documents.  This should land us all the permits we need for operating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were not totally in the clear yet, but this is definitely a monumental moment for us.  Consider the fact that the man we originally came to work under said it might take years to get the proper permits.  That man has made me so mad throughout this whole process.  I really have such a hard time trusting anyone now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have come such a long way in our journey! The end seems near, but there’s still lots of work to be done.  At least now I can get the boat in the air and practice more.  The Lord has been ever so faithful to us throughout all of our trials here.   Were so thankful for all of our friends and family that remember to pray for us as we continue to fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if any of this makes sense.  I just figured I would throw my 2 cents in to give a little different perspective to what is going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Baggett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4731946040289282413?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4731946040289282413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4731946040289282413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4731946040289282413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4731946040289282413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-travis.html' title='From Travis :)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1378738910107552558</id><published>2009-11-04T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:32:39.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valleys &amp; Mountaintops</title><content type='html'>November 4, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the middle of the week and Trav and I got to a point of utter frustration this afternoon. Instead of sulking in our annoyance we decided to jump out in faith again and make our way to the Capitol in an attempt to meet with the officials who are able to present us the proper permits. So within 15 minutes our bag was packed and we made our way to the bus stop. So, here I am, writing away and processing all of my thoughts on the wonderful “gua gua”. These buses are actually very comfortable with their cushiony seats and fully functioning air conditioning. They even play movies the whole time, in Spanish of course! Trust me, by this point I’m dying to learn the language. I’m not too prideful to admit that I underestimated the necessity of being fluent in Spanish. I do try speaking it though, and I think the locals appreciate that tremedously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I guess we are trying to discern the difference between waiting on the Lord, and acting because we believe the Lord will move. I still haven’t figured out when to do which, but I believe He will honor our tenacity to see His will done. We believe He has called us here so we are choosing to boldly take action to make sure we can survive. Once all of the details are smoothed out if appears that it will be easier to direct our energy and time into other avenues, like ministry and such. But at this point (and perhaps this sounds selfish) it all must go to the foundations of the business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see this is the beauty of life. I have spent so many days, months, and years begging the Lord to work on me as a woman. To make me a strong woman who fears Him, yet is ingrained with an innate passion for Him. The kind of person whose whole life exhibits undeniable obedience to the calling He has for me. To live daily with the goal of loving others extravagantly and offering encouragement to all who cross my path. I desire for people to be drawn to Christ when they see how I live my life. For my life is not my own, it is His. So during this time of frustration and emotional chaos, I need to embrace it and recognize that it is for my best, it is in fact an answer to those prayers. That He is refining me and teaching me lessons that will dramatically revolutionize my life. Yes it is easier said than done, but I’ve seen Him do this in past situations in my life, and I anticipate that He is doing it again for His greater purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it wonderful when the Lord sends an encouraging loved one at the most perfect time? Earlier today my dad and I were facebooking and He was offering me sweet bouts of motivation. My dad was assuring me that he was proud of me and that meant the world to me. Furthermore, Trav’s dad (whom he absolutely adores and respects) called him around lunchtime. At first he was unaware at how distraught we were, but without hesitation he was able to encourage Travis and help him redirect his thinking about our whole situation. You see sometimes we flirt with the idea of quitting, of taking the easy road out. But, it’s at those moments when people who love us cheer us on and reassure us that they believe in us; what a blessing those people are to Travis and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to talk with my father-in-law for a little while. He also offered me the same inspiring words about keeping focused and staying positive. He also was telling me how life was in the states. Yes, life is undoubtedly easier in the States… you have everything at hand and we know the language. But, in terms of the current shape of the US, it is “no bueno”. He was telling me how difficult it is becoming to live there and how the negativity and chaos just eats at him. You can’t turn on the TV without being inundated with how much of a mess the US is in. In fact, he agrees that living here on an island is much better because of solely that! So I decided, yes we have troubles here…. But there will always be troubles everywhere. It’s what you do with them and how you plan to conquer them that matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father-in-law also talked about the mountain and the valley experiences, which is such a God thing because I was just reading about this the other day in my devotions. Yes, the mountaintop is stunningly gorgeous, it’s easy, and it’s seemingly perfect. However, it wouldn’t be so beautiful if we didn’t experience the rough terrain and unexpected obstacles while trudging through the valleys. It’s there that we are shaped and molded. It’s there that we then appreciate the beauty and momentary satisfaction on the mountaintop. But, as I’ve learned the mountaintop doesn’t sustain life. It is impossible to live there forever. In fact, if that were my hearts desire, to remain on the mountaintop, then I would no longer have my eyes on Christ, it would be for selfish ambition only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so in this valley I embrace the change, I embrace the unpleasant obstacles that surround us, and I embrace the opportunity to live in this new Country. My new “goal” is to be a light to the children and families around us. My heart breaks for them. Most of these precious kids raise themselves either because their parents don’t care, aren’t alive, or the maids raise them. They don’t know what it is like to have an adult interested in their lives and upbringing. Please pray that Travis and I will be able to influence these kids in a huge way and for the Lord to open doors regarding which direction we need to move the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for being so good to us, we appreciate you more than we could ever express! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Miss you,&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1378738910107552558?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1378738910107552558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1378738910107552558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1378738910107552558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1378738910107552558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/valleys-mountaintops.html' title='Valleys &amp; Mountaintops'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1372582435546256729</id><published>2009-11-03T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:15:42.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 3, 2009</title><content type='html'>We have officially been back for one week. We still love love love our new apartment, we have had barely any problems with it, which is a great relief! You never know how well things will be constructed here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying though if I said it’s been easy coming back. You know when I was younger I tried figuring out where exactly it was that Satan tried to get a stronghold on me. I never struggled with drinking or drugs or promiscuity, but the Lord revealed to me that it was my joy that was being tried. Ever since I was little people called me “smiley” and wondered why I always walked around so happy. Well as I got older and life became a little more complex, it became equally as difficult maintaining that beaming smile. From that point on I knew that my life would encompass a continual battle over my joy. With that being said, this past week has been a difficult one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not even for one particular reason, but merely a combination of numerous little things. It’s me missing my dads birthday last weekend, family and friends Halloween parties we couldn’t attend, my nephews first birthday party, thanksgiving quickly approaching and being without any family. And then the devil quickly reminds me of all the things I’m giving up that I love… like working out because I can’t go anywhere alone and Trav doesn’t like to run, cooking because well there’s not much to cook with ☺, being plugged into a local church, speaking English with friends, seasons changing, etc. Those are all “State” missings, but then we come here and have to wait so long to get our business going. That dang new-yorker in me likes to get things done, and get it done quickly. But here everything is “muy tranquillo” or “slow down/relaxed” ☺. So until we get flying we are restricted to what we can do, because we can’t spend money unless it’s absolutely necessary. Okay, I’m done. I’ll get off my soapbox now… but that’s just the reality of the thoughts Satan is feeding me to get me unfocused and discouraged. And for a few days I let him win, but he’s no longer going to have any victories in my life. I will hold fast to the vision and calling the Lord has given us, and I will do it boldly with a genuine smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a little “scare”. One of our neighbors said while we were gone a person pulled into our apartment complex and went over directly to our boat/plane. Apparently he was just looking around and being nosey. Well our neighbor, knowing that it was our boat, went over to see what this man was doing. This mystery man started asking our neighbor all sorts of questions about us and telling him that we had to have permits and such to fly, this that and the other thing. Our neighbor also said that this man talked to our apartment manager/owner, and as soon as he was done he left, almost as if his whole reasoning for being there was to find out information. We had a friend of ours ask the owner what this man asked him, and he said he didn’t talk to anyone that morning. So, we are left with two different stories, equally as odd and confusing. I don’t know what to believe, but this reinforces that we must be alert and aware of our surroundings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have emailed some tour operators and we are anxiously awaiting a response. We hope very much that the Lord will open one of these doors for us. But, if he doesn’t, I believe it is because He has a different plan for us. His ways are ALWAYS higher and greater than our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would greatly appreciate your prayers during this difficult time of “unknowns” and waiting periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1372582435546256729?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1372582435546256729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1372582435546256729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1372582435546256729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1372582435546256729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-3-2009.html' title='November 3, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2162500359495628262</id><published>2009-10-28T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:30:00.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 28, 2009</title><content type='html'>Let me really quick summarize our traveling yesterday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to bed by midnight for our flight that left at 6am. Which means it was mandatory to be at the airport by 4am. We made it there no problem, however troubles arose when we were checking in with the woman at the ticket counter. The good news was our luggage was free (versus over 300 dollars the first time we moved here!), the bad news was they were giving us a hard time about bringing our dog. First the woman told us that our carrier was too big to bring on as a carry on. Fine, we can check her we thought. She was okay with that except she insisted that Sugars’ crate be tall enough so she can stand up and turn around with no problem (Something about animal cruelty or such). She was not cramped in it, but she had to hunch over a tiny bit when she stood. The woman would not budge and told us unless we were able to show her a different crate it would not be possible to bring her. So Travis’ mom turned around and drove all the way back to the airport to pick up our dog. Travis told her she could keep her or sell her but we were not allowed to bring her. Of course you can assume that we were VERY irritated at this point. It’s hard when times like these make you frustrated and you try so hard to not be rude. So as Travis was coming back from giving his mom our puppy I told the counter woman that we aren’t just vacationing to Punta Cana, but we live there. And by her not allowing us to bring her we have to give her up. Well when she heard that her whole attitude changed. She told us to bring her back and as long as we don’t mind the “cruelty” to her, that they would do it. So in the end it all worked out, but boy was it unnerving, ESPECIALLY since we were on 3 hours of sleep and it was 4am. ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight went well… no problems. Our missionary friend picked us up from the airport and as soon as we got on the road to head home we witnessed a minor car collision. The scary part was what proceeded to follow. The two drivers had the road blocked so we couldn’t pass and one of them was clearly furious. He got out of his truck with a steel pipe in hand, and another man following him, also holding onto a pipe. They rushed over to the other car and began beating it and trying to drag the driver out. The driver managed to speed away, and we were able to creep around the chaos. It wasn’t a very comforting situation, no was it the kind of welcome home scenario I was thinking of… ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here! We slept in our new apartment last night for the first time and it is wonderful! What a difference a nicer home makes in your attitude and perspective of a place. I know it sounds like I’m spoiled, but being 1000’s of miles away from my family AND living in a third world country it more difficult that you might imagine. So, it is nice to have a clean living environment, somewhere that you can feel safe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis and I finished unpacking our entire assortment of luggage to make our apartment look and feel better. Travis already began putting together a 2000 piece puzzle, he LOVES puzzles! Now it’s just all the little things that will take time to make it “home-ier”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Trav and I had much needed time in the Word together. We read many encouraging verses in Psalm 50-55 (Pslam 55:22 in particular is awesome!). I was pleading to the Lord to help us with the rest of the steps for our business to come to fruition and to obtain the proper permits. (There’s nothing that will wear out your knees from praying more than being completely broke and knowing that bills are just a few days away from needed payment.) We are focused and driven to continue this process, with the Lord directing our steps. We believe that He will meet our needs and light our paths of where to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the Lord is slow to answer prayers, and sometimes He works speedily! Today I got to witness his favor on our lives and aid in this journey first hand. Let me explain… Today we also hung out with a Dominican friend of ours. Him and his wife have been such a huge blessing to us. They have played key roles in introducing us to others who have aided our process of business. We were explaining to them our plight regarding suffering for a few more months and forking out even more money to be completely independent, or whether we should work underneath that Dominican whom we were originally going to work with (who is also requiring us to give him 50% of our earnings). His wife was thinking for a while and thought that we should meet with Club Caribe’ and be a sub-contractor for them. In this case they would market our flying boat to all 50 hotels in Punta Cana AND provide transportation for the tourists to our location. We would negotiate a price with them, they would mark it up for them to make a profit and we would be set. We could work under all of their permits (while still continuing to get ours) and keep more of our earnings AND have tons of advertising. She is currently setting up a meeting with us and Club Caribe. Please pray that we are able to land a contract with them, it would be a HUGE blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skype us or facebook us! We love you all and miss you tons!&lt;br /&gt;-D&amp;T0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2162500359495628262?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2162500359495628262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2162500359495628262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2162500359495628262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2162500359495628262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-28-2009.html' title='October 28, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-429324703998524976</id><published>2009-10-23T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:02:22.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 21, 2009</title><content type='html'>One of the sweetest times for me is listening to the older generations stories. I’ve got to hear many funny memories while being here in Bancroft, Nebraska (population=200). Travis’ grandparents live here and I’ve been blessed to have the opportunity to spend lots of quality time with them. Their names are Betty Lou (79 years old) and Harold Nelson (almost 85 years old). Harold was born in this farmhouse surrounded by 130 acres and lived here ever since. Bancroft really is the “small town” splendor that you read about in books or see in old time movies. You go into town, which is compiled of a few stores that don’t even add up to equal the size of a wal-mart. As “Grandma” and I entered each store we were personally greeted with first names by smiling faces. How sweet that everyone knows everyone! What is funny is that I ran to the store later that night to get something for Grandma and this woman asks “You’re not from Bancroft are you?” I giggled and said “no”. And she said she didn’t think so because she knows everyone here and she’s never seen me. So I guess each side has its’ pros and cons (moving a lot vs. staying in one place your whole life). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what I love so much about our Grandparents is their sense of well-being. The youth that they radiate is indescribable. Some may call it stubborn, others may say it’s just their personality, but whatever it be, they are determined to not be held back by aging. They still partake in their daily duties as if they were in their 20’s. Of course they make take a bit longer to finish their tasks, but they do it without groaning and complaining about their age and aches. I hope I am like them when I age. That’s part of the reason I decided 4 years ago to each very healthy and continue exercising. I do not want to be burdened with all kinds of illnesses, and not to mention my body is the Lords temple and He deserves the best I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week we’ve been quite busy here in Nebraska. One day we spent 3 hours in the corn and bean fields combining (harvesting) the crops. This machine they use to harvest is so incredibly sophisticated, perhaps that is why it costs a mere $350,000. We also got to go look at a friend’s pet deer named Buddy the Buck. Grandma took me into “town” one day to shop and get our nails done. She’s a doll ☺. Besides that we drove through Iowa and South Dakota to get to Minneapolis, Minnesota for Travis’ brothers’ wedding. We had so much fun up there! Besides all of the wedding events we attended, we also got to play around in Mall of America and ride on roller coasters. It was fun to be around a lot of Travis’ family. They spoiled us so much, buying our meals or slipping us some money. What a blessing our family has been to us! I hope they know how truly grateful we are. The more others bless me the more I can’t wait to be able to bless others financially! That’s why it is better to give than to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… Friday we head back to Houston and the following Tuesday we head back to the DR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I’m getting kind of sad about going back. I know you probably think I’m crazy that I would be sad… but as the holidays approach and the seasons change I’m quickly becoming aware of what I’m going to miss in the next few months. Decorating for Thanksgiving and Christmas, Thanksgiving Dinner, Cutting down our own Christmas Tree, Baking Christmas cookies, going caroling, cold weather, decorating the Tree, Church Christmas plays, and family. Yesterday I decided to have my own little festitivities. So I baked Pumpkin Chocolate Chip cookies while listening to Frank Sinatra’s Christmas Album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please pray for us as we adjust to our new life. I know it will be wonderful with Travis and I; it is just going to be different the first year. Please pray for strength and discernment to continue following where the Lord is calling us, and comfort from Him as we adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all so much!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-429324703998524976?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/429324703998524976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=429324703998524976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/429324703998524976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/429324703998524976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-21-2009.html' title='October 21, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-9132806174823807462</id><published>2009-10-18T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:53:57.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>Once again it is another American holiday and I’m completely oblivious to it. This time I have no excuse, I am in the US right now. Ha Ha! Happy Columbus Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s about that time that the weather cools down and the air has a unique crispy cool felling to it, and I LOVE it! Especially after living in tropical paradise I’m appreciating the seasons changing even more! I love fall, I’m pretty sure it’s my favorite season. Which perhaps is the reason that I miss my family so much right now. The fall foliage rides, the punkin carvings, apple cider donuts, corn mazes, and Thanksgiving. Luckily my father and mother-in-law will be visiting us for Thanksgiving in the DR. I think that will help the adjustment of the first holidays away from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time in Texas has been wonderful and full of many hours of Scrabble games. To me there is nothing better and more rejuvenating than quality time laughing and talking with your beloved family. We truly do cherish every memory we share with those closest to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are in the airport waiting for our flight to Omaha, Nebraska. Yayy a new state for me! I’m very excited to see something new and to visit Travis’ grandparents farm. They’ve lived there, in the same home their whole life. That’s unbelievable to me. I’m only 22 and have lived in 13 different places with many different homes. But then again I thrive on it. I love experiencing new things and meeting all different kinds of people. Everyone has his or her own story… if I had it my way I would just sit with a cup of sugar-free vanilla coffee and just listen to everyone’s journey. Perhaps I would even get an opportunity to encourage them if they so needed it. Or I, myself, would be encouraged. Ironically that is exactly what church was about yesterday. (And boy was it nice being in church again! There’s something so amazing to me about corporate worship and teaching!) Anyways, this pastor talked about Paul’s crazy testimony and how zealous he was to tell others about it. I also have an incredible story of God’s redemption and favor on my life, and I have been inspired to be more vocal about it. I am loved and saved by the creator of the Universe and I year to give Him the glory He deserves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Lord saving me and showing me favor when I don’t deserve it… He ONCE again provided for us in a very unique way. As I have mentioned previously, we are tight on money for this season of our life. Well, one of my lovely girl friends here in Texas took me to Starbucks yesterday. We had a wonderful time playing catch up and sharing what the Lord is doing in our lives now. Well after we had spent time together we showed back up at our house with a white envelope from her mother. She has a very sweet mother who surprised us with a very generous blessing. It was a late wedding gift, but something that was much needed. It truly brought tears to my eyes as I opened it. It was because I realized it was more than just a gift for our precious wedding, it was the Lords favor and answer to prayer. He promises to provide for His children, and the Word says His hand is never too short to give. What a Great God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can’t help but laugh at myself when I worry, for it’s moments like these that remind me that He works in mysterious ways and He has our best interest in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged because he desires to do the same thing with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-9132806174823807462?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/9132806174823807462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=9132806174823807462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/9132806174823807462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/9132806174823807462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-12-2009.html' title='October 12, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8553338158805559466</id><published>2009-10-06T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:26:04.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 6, 2009</title><content type='html'>(This posting is me putting my thoughts down and searching for encouragement in Scripture. I'm not writing because I think you all need help with marriage/relationships, I'm just writing because I'm in some need of encouragement and strong Bible verse myself :) )&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get frustrated when I feel like I'm failing as a wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps because I've only been married 9 months I feel like I'm still trying to learn the clear difference between raising issues that concern me and nagging or just complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me set the record straight. I absolutely ADORE my husband, he's wonderful in every way. I firmly believe that I have the most amazing husband in the world, sorry ladies ;) He's a firm believer, handsome, fun, crazy, exciting, a dreamer, he loves deeply, encourages me, perseverant, supportive, etc. etc. But, what I LOVE the most about him is that he is my best friend. We never get tired of spending time together and even more importantly, we shoot straight with each other. We offer advice where we think each other can improve. Merely because we believe in each others' potential! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I guess I just get paranoid that I'm not bringing issues into the light in the right tone or time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Lord ever so gently reminds me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:15 "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Instead, speaking the truth in love&lt;/span&gt;, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who better to assist me in continually trying to speak the truth in love? My Savior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still... sometimes I feel so guilty when I open my mouth to voice something that I'm sure will cause tension. I hate fighting and I try to avoid it at all costs. However, in all my marriage counseling books I've read it is totally normal and HEALTHY to have appropriate conflict and disagreements... for it grows your marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12: 17-18 "Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. 18If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, we are called to live at peace with everyone. However, we all know that burying our unsolved issues brews bitterness which leads to resentment. That is why I believe it is important to have healthy conflict so then you are able to live at peace with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what do I think is most vital in this whole issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing on changing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 13:5 "Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. Do you not realize that Christ Jesus is in you-- unless, of course, you fail the test?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:15 "Do not judge lest you be judged... You hypocrite, FIRST take the log out of your OWN eye, and THEN you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm to love and serve my husband, to pray for him, support him and encourage him. But, as far as continually working out salvation and producing an abundance of fruits of the Spirit, that is my duty and my calling for my life. So, for now, my remedy is to continue letting the Lord sweetly break me and grow me into who I'm called to be... and I BELIEVE the rest (marriage, life, etc.) will fall into place because my God is a Huge God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it remains, I'm desperately learning how to live a life of extravagantly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Danielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8553338158805559466?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8553338158805559466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8553338158805559466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8553338158805559466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8553338158805559466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-6-2009.html' title='October 6, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8923348279995263649</id><published>2009-10-05T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:18:55.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 5, 2009</title><content type='html'>Update on our DR stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trav was having a few complications finishing his requirements for his Sports Pilots License, but the Lord has opened all the doors for him to finish! This is very exciting because we had all of the pieces put together for our operations internationally but this one little necessity was holding us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our business is still in the process of being created as we speak! This is also very exciting. And now we are just waiting on our tourism &amp; flying permits before we can finally begin flying passengers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now we just wait and anticipate the Lords provision in our lives. It can be very unnerving not having a steady income, yet continually needing to pay bills/fees/unexpected expenses, etc. It's at those moments when I feel completely helpless &amp; at times hopeless. I feel like most people would have given up by this point. I do not say that boastfully but just that this process is very very difficult and stressful. Sometimes the easier road drenched in security looks a million times more enticing than this deep pit. But we must stay focused and hold fast to this vision. For I once read, "The dip creates scarcity and scarcity creates value". We must keep walking ahead in obedience to the calling that the Lord has put on our lives. I believe He will meet our needs and pave the way even when reality says absolutely not possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are still in Houston, Texas. We ventured out to the Hill Country (by Austin, TX) for Travis' birthday. I have never been out that way and I must say it is stunningly beautiful! We had a wonderful weekend at the deer lease. Its a gorgeous piece of property consisting of 300 acres of hills, trees, cows, cactus, etc. Our little puppy LOVES the country! Being that it was Travs 25th birthday... all he wanted was to shoot a pig, and lets just say he got his wish! He shot a 75 lb. hog in the middle of the night using a flashlight. At least its comforting being married to a hunter because I know we will never starve :) haha We had lots of quality time together playing scrabble and laughing. It was just what we needed to de-stress a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back in the US reminds me of how easy it is to stray from the Lord. To be complete transparent with you, I have not had a quiet time since we've been back here; I have only been listening to worship music. I could easily list off a million reasons why, but there really is no excuse. It should consistently be a priority whether I have nothing to do, like in the DR, or whether I'm in the states having an array of distractions beckoning at me. I refuse to let Satan get a foot hold on me, and I'm not being wise by not protecting myself with the proper armor. So I'm digging back into it... and I'll let you know what I learn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8923348279995263649?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8923348279995263649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8923348279995263649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8923348279995263649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8923348279995263649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-5-2009.html' title='October 5, 2009'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6159646957173837182</id><published>2009-09-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:55:06.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 28th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! Where to begin. I’ve been computer-less for 3 weeks! I feel like so much has happened but it would take hourssss to type. So I will try and touch on the important stuff only ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my last blog on the 7th you may remember me anticipating driving to Santo Domingo the following day to pick up our boat that was shipped from Miami. Well, the person who we were supposed to ride with ended up going to the states for a “quick trip”. We were told that he would be back on Wednesday and we would get the boat then. So in our minds we had NO problem waiting a day longer, after all he had a cousin who has worked in customs for 22 years who would help us get it clear with no problem. He was doing us a huge favor so we could handle a day delay. Well Wednesday goes by, no word from him. Thursday goes by, still no call. Friday and Saturday pass… still M.I.A. By this point we are calling his wife and trying to figure out where he is and when he is coming back! She hadn’t heard a word, so obviously we start getting worried. Not to mention the shipping company called and informed us that if we kept our boat at their warehouse for a day longer that we would be fined and taxed “more than we would ever be able to pay”. This is when we decide that we can’t wait around on this guy and we have to just do it ourselves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we called a friend in Punta Cana and asked him if he knew ANYONE in the Capitol who would be able to help us and translate for us for a day. He hooked us up with a friend and next thing we knew we were on a gua-gua (a bus) headed to the Capitol. This was an adventure! We had no clue where we were going, whom we were meeting up with, where we were sleeping, and how to get the boat home. We just knew we had no choice but to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t arrive in the capitol until 8:30 that night. This city was surprisingly big, 3 million people! Our friends, friend picked us up at the station and we treated him to dinner at OUTBACK (finally, some AMERICAN food!) and revealed our sticky situation and unveiled our desperation for some aide! We told him how the guy we had planned to work under (until we were able to get our own permits and licensing to be independent…) was starting to be shady with us. He was giving us the “run around”, increasing the percentage that he would take from our flights, and not revealing how to begin the paperwork to get our own permits. This guy apparently had a heart for our situation and was determined to help us. At the end of our dinner he took us around the old historic town and then he dropped us off at a hotel that he made reservations for us at. He told us to be ready early because we were going to figure all this out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point we were floored that someone, who wasn’t even a Christian, would be so willing to help us, people he didn’t even know! It made me wonder if I would be so willing to help and serve someone that I didn’t even know! I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quick side note: Some of you may think we are crazy at how trusting we are with strangers, but I must tell you that when trav and I both got to the hotel that night that we were admitted that we were being super alert. We took note of every building we passed, every feature of his face, etc. I guess after watching the movie “Taken”, we don’t want to be naïve.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, the next morning this guy picked us up, and let me just tell you… this day was the most productive day we have had since we had been there! We went to the Secretary of Tourism office, got all the paperwork to get our tourists license. We went to the Aviation Department to get the paperwork for our flying permits. We also went to the Business registration office and registered our business name as Kingdom Flyers. We were amazed at all the connections this guy had and how much information we were able to obtain. Forever our situation all seemed so blurry to us. Like we couldn’t find the puzzle pieces to put together. Now, we have all the knowledge and we know which direction to walk in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got back to Punta Cana we met with an attorney to start an L.L.C., and our business will be completely legal within a month! Hallelujah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, just when I get worried and wonder what in the world is going on, the Lord reigns supreme in my life. I thought it was tragic that the guy went MIA and showed up late, but at the end of the day it was the biggest blessing. Now we can be independent in roughly 2 months, where as before he was saying it would take two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love it! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for how scattered this post was, I'm trying to not make it bulky but theres so much to tell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yall!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6159646957173837182?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6159646957173837182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6159646957173837182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6159646957173837182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6159646957173837182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-28th-2009-oh-man-where-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6152721587571646757</id><published>2009-09-28T08:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:15:54.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday September 7, 2009- 8:30pm</title><content type='html'>**I know this is old, but I never got to post it because my computer problems :)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day everyone! The funny thing about living in another country is you can become oblivious to American holidays. I didn’t even know what date it was this weekend, so I obviously had no clue it was Labor Day! I had a hunch that holidays would make me miss home… and yes that assumption was true. I secretly missed having cookouts and camping out on Labor Day… you know the things you take for granted when you can have them. Nonetheless, I hope you all had a wonderful long weekend! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I’ve been stalling on updating my blog. I’m the kind of person who, for lack of better words, can’t stand negativity. But, with the recent events that have unfolded it is kind of hard not to be. It’s not that I have a bad attitude, but more so that we are just facing situations that keep teaching us and refining us, and yes sometimes they are painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my hubby and I went on a long walk. We got to a place on the beach where it was absolutely stunning and deserted. We were taking pictures and he decided to climb up a coconut tree to get pictures from different angles. He was pretty high up and ready to come down. Contemplating on whether I should pull the “mother” card on him or not, I opened my mouth and said, “Baby, I don’t think you should jump…. The sand in the water isn’t quite as soft on the beach…” He muttered something like “I’ll be fine, I’ve been jumping our of trees since I could walk..” *Jump* Not to brag or anything, but I was right. My poor husband totally killed his feet and ended up limping and/or walking on his tippy toes the whole way home. I think he will be fine though ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a great Christian friend of ours who knew our need for transportation informed us that he knew of a vehicle for sale that was very inexpensive. We of course got excited and wanted to inquire more. We checked it out and everything looked okay. It was obviously nothing fabulous but when you just need wheels to get you to a gas station to fill up your boat and to get to a grocery store it was perfect. Long story short, the whole deal seemed really shady. It also (accidentally) came out that our “friend” was making money off of us if we were to buy the car. We were shocked and speechless. The entire ride home from the inquiry my husband and I could feel the Holy Spirit telling us not to buy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many emotions that you feel when betrayal comes into your life. Especially, when you’re a foreigner and you offer your trust to people because you desperately want someone, anyone to have your back and show you the ropes of their culture. Any means of easing adjustments and aiding our new adventure are blessings to us, so perhaps that’s why we so easily trust others. Anyways, our initial response was being stunned and slightly upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s a lie; it was a little more than slightly. Lets just say my wonderful Texan husband sometimes spats out “I’m gonna have to break some knee caps” if people mess with us ☺ Good ole’ southern boys! Haha Anyways, as minutes passed by I totally felt the Lord reshape the way I was feeling and He offered me a new perspective. What if this man, our “friend”, doesn’t know any better? Perhaps being “tigers and snakes” is the normal way of Dominican life and he was raised that way? Maybe he truly just finds ways to make a little money and support his family? I’ll never know his true intentions, but I want to offer him the benefit of the doubt. For I yearn to receive mercy from my heavenly father, so it’s only right if I offer it to fellow people here, right? Well, that’s my heartbeat now… but Travis is still planning on having a little chat with him. Just to inform him that this is no way to treat a friend ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our boat finally arrives in Boca Chica tomorrow! We should be making the four-hour drive there to pick it up either tomorrow or Wednesday. Please pray that all goes okay and we don’t have any issues in customs. The sooner it gets here the sooner Trav can log his flying hours and we can finally have an income! That aspect of our life is weighing hard on my sweet husband right now. It’s the “provider gene” that all (or most) men have… the urge to meet the needs of his family. He’s really burdened that we haven’t been making money for a little while now, so please pray that he might be encouraged again! It’s not too far off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of encouragement, this morning we were in the Word together reading out of 1 Samuel 17… the story of David and Goliath. (It’s one of Travis’ favorites ☺) You know, the amazing thing about the Word of God is that you can read a story multiple times and each time it means something new to you. This story was particularly encouraging to us because we literally feel like we’ve been facing a huge giant since we got here. The battle isn’t even over yet. What we loved the most was David’s confidence right before he fought Goliath. He says something to the effect of, “I’ve been delivered from the mouth of bears and lions, and surely the Lord will deliver me from you!” What confidence! He didn’t say, maybe the Lord will… or I will try, but he WILL be delivered from his giant! Now with Travis and I, we’ve been delivered time and time again from various trials, surely he will deliver us from our current one. How much more glorified will the Lord be if my attitude is shaped just like Davids? Entirely confident and eager to fight our giants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is so so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and miss ya’ll!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps-we will be in Texas on Sept. 24th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6152721587571646757?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6152721587571646757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6152721587571646757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6152721587571646757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6152721587571646757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-september-7-2009-830pm.html' title='Monday September 7, 2009- 8:30pm'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8677065295947066238</id><published>2009-09-27T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:05:38.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>real quick</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY have a computer charger again... therefore I can update this blog! I'll be working on it today... so keep posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8677065295947066238?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8677065295947066238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8677065295947066238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8677065295947066238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8677065295947066238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-quick.html' title='real quick'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8856457903718282357</id><published>2009-09-04T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:39:01.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday—September 4th 2009—9:00am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SqFCTtutP_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/W1Ni6IqKVIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SqFCTtutP_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/W1Ni6IqKVIQ/s400/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377652336517529586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Just a reminder: we absolutely love and adore our families and friends… please don’t take offense if we haven’t been able to call or email lately… we still don’t have internet and we are trying to get connected every chance we get!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day FIFTEEN! We have officially been here more than two weeks. Honestly, it has flown by already, (which is surprising since we still aren’t working)… It is so humbling to examine these past 14 days and give an account for all the ways the Lord has miraculously provided for us. From the finances, to the newly birthed relationships with fellow believers (we met yet ANOTHER Christian couple who are pastors yesterday!), to finding a cheaper shipping company for our plane/boat, to people graciously offering us rides to get groceries… the Lord ALWAYS proves himself faithful. I believe that His hand is not too short to give and that He would never lead us to somewhere and then abandon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 54: 10: “Though the mountains be shaken and the hills removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the Lord who has compassion on you”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though every sense of security could be stripped from my life (and perhaps is right now ☺) he will ceaselessly love me and shower peace on me. And at the end of the day, that is all that matters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 26:3-4 “You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you. Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord, the Lord, is the Rock eternal”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something so soothing about reminiscing on the Lords’ past faithfulness. In fact, I think its one of the greatest remedies to not only endure, but triumph over current trials. To remember that He demonstrated favor for us before, even when we absolutely are unworthy of His love and provision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as current events…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too exciting has been going on the past few days. We are just making phone calls, sending emails, continuing the process of starting our business, walking the beach, and sitting in our sauna of an apartment ☺. However, and not be negative, but we have faced some struggles the past two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we are learning that indeed some natives are “wolves dressed up in sheep’s clothing” (or snakes, or “tigres”, etc.). We are trying to develop proper discernment on whom we can trust and whom we can’t. Honestly, we are struggling with not becoming jaded by the people’s devious schemes. Traditionally, we offer the idea that upon every new relationship that person is given full trust until it is clear we can’t offer it anymore. However, now we are struggling with offering trust to anyone we just meet. I do not think that is right though… this is where I am searching the Scriptures to see how I am supposed approach this. I want to aim to do all in a manner that glorifies Him! Instead of becoming frustrated with them and wanting to fire back, I am trying to be sympathetic to the fact that they desperately need Jesus, and I should be praying for them. I am called to love my enemies and that is my new mindset ☺. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:44 “But I tell you, “Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Trav and I had our first tiff while living here yesterday. Let me tell you there’s nothing more humbling than being in a Country where truly all you have is your spouse, and then being at odds with them. He’s all I have and when we’re not good it affects you a lot more than if you were in the states and could vent and heal normally. Now I believe in the sanctity and exclusiveness of marriage so I will not go on any further into details, because it’s irrelevant and solely between him and I. (I just have to mention this to enhance why this mornings’ blessing was even more wonderful!) Anyways, after a tough day and the weight of current circumstances wearing us down, blurring our vision and focus, and making us irritable with each other we decided to humble ourselves of our prideful attitudes and reconcile. We authentically made amends and everything was wonderful again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after reconciling last night, and getting refreshed from healthy conversation I woke up this morning to a slight rain shower that displayed a gorgeous double rainbow. To me it was a physical display of rejuvenation and a gift from the Lord to remind me of all the promises He has made to His children. We don’t need to be uptight, we must be steadfast in pursuing our relationship with Him and with pursuing the vision He has called us to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 9:12-15 “And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we are in a pit, a very big, deep, dark, and seemingly endless pit, but I know the Lord has called us here to refine us, teach us, and change us so that while we walk in His will, we will also be transformed into His image. Isn’t that what life is about anyhow? Being transformed into a different person… becoming so in love with Christ that it effortlessly beckons others to love him as well? If that is all I get out of this crazy experience then it makes it all worth it. I desire to use every event in my life, good or bad, to be an illustration to others about the Lords faithfulness and unfathomable love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 7: 4 “… I am greatly encouraged: in all our troubles my JOY KNOWS NO BOUNDS”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all more than you will ever know!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8856457903718282357?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8856457903718282357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8856457903718282357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8856457903718282357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8856457903718282357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/09/fridayseptember-4th-2009900am.html' title='Friday—September 4th 2009—9:00am'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SqFCTtutP_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/W1Ni6IqKVIQ/s72-c/IMG_1009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4752650598380356007</id><published>2009-09-01T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:22:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday September 1, 2009 11:06am</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a very eventful day. We ended up going to a very small Baptist church (in which we were pre-informed that there would be an English translator) that was located in a tiny square building. By tiny I mean like maybe holds 30 people, packed in there tightly. The a/c was broke so there was just a fan running… you can use your imagination to determine how hot it was! The first thing they did was sang lots of hymns (in Spanish), then they gave announcements (in Spanish), and then the preacher gave a message (In Spanish). Unfortunately the woman who they thought would translate for us was not confident enough in her Spanish to do so for us. So we sat through a two-hour service and understood perhaps 10 of the words they used. After two hours of Church we thought that it was over, however it was a surprise to find that Sunday school was to follow, which was another hour of solely Spanish preaching. A lovely missionary couple from Chicago sought us out of the little crowd (not that we don’t stick out like a sore thumb or anything) and asked us if we wanted to leave go out to lunch with them and enjoy some English conversation. Needless to say we jumped on the invitation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove first to Macao Beach (which is where we went horseback riding on our honeymoon) then we drove to the Palma Real, which is a gorgeous shopping center in front of the Melia Caribe. They took us to Pizarelli for some pizza and conversation. It turned out to be a 4 hour lunch date but it was absolutely wonderful! They are a solid Christian couple probably in their early 50’s. They are from Chicago (in fact they went to Willow Creek Community Church!) and are not living here full time, owning a business as their gateway to missions. They sailed for a year and a half on their sailboat to get here, which is amazing! The more amazing part is that the Lord called them here and provided the way. You see they didn’t pay a dime to do their sailing as means of transportation; they had random donations come from all over to support their venture! Speaking of the Lords miraculous provision for them, the SUV we drove in was also a donation to them. I once read in one of Jim Cymbalas’ books that the Lord doesn’t do “crazy and extravagant miracles” anymore because people don’t anticipated for him to, or even ask for it. I’m learning to do that, I feel as if the Lord desires to do miraculous things but we first have to believe that in His sovereignty He can (not that He has to, but that He can…). Anyways, they were very encouraging and straightforward with us. They prompted us to think about necessities that we do not have yet, informed us about the obstacles we might face, but then assured us that the Lord will protect us if He has called us here. I am truly astonished at the amount of people we have met here already! I mean truly we have only been here now 12 days and the handfuls of Christians, and even non-Christians but helpful people the Lord has brought into our paths is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This couple started a Christian bookstore about 10 minutes away from our apartment. It is also a language school, offering Russian, Spanish, English, Italian, French, etc. This is their way into the community, for the more languages the poor Dominicans learn, the greater their chance at getting a job in a resort. Their business also offers Bible and Theology classes, in which they said they wanted to talk to me more about maybe teaching there! That would be an amazing experience! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were blessed to go on a 6 hour Catamaran Cruise on the Tropical Storm boat for free! The guy we are working with hooked us up. What a blessing that was! We got to snorkel, have lunch, dance a little ☺ , and just enjoy the ocean. We met a lovely couple on the boat from Canada and ended up spending a lot of the time with them too. As I watched the boat workers I began thinking… You know there’s something about the Dominicans that is unlike Americans… for the mass majority of them, they are SO happy! They are absolutely crazy about their country and are grateful for so much. They always walk around with a smile on their face, yes I’m sure some of it has to do with the fact that they have to make the tourists happy or their job is on the line, but I really feel like it’s an authentic happiness they have. Why is it so hard for Americans, who live in the greatest country with all their necessities at hand to find joy? Most of the Dominicans and Haitians here make $10 US dollars a day, roughly $200 dollars a month. They work at these exquisite and lavish resorts, serving wealthy tourists, and then go home to a dirt floor apartment shared with 5 or 6 other men, typically without electricity and water, and wake up to do it all over again the next day. Yet, they are still happy! I’m learning so much… and I choose to not take what I have for granted anymore. I am truly and richly blessed beyond belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can learn a lot living in a third world country, and I’m trying to soak in every opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us, we were unaware at the necessity of a transportation vehicle. We thought we could get by with a little motorcycle, but we quickly found that it is absolutely too risky to drive that here. The driving is so so so dangerous and we would be asked to get severely hurt or killed. Please pray that the Lord would provide us with something to keep us safer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all so much!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4752650598380356007?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4752650598380356007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4752650598380356007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4752650598380356007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4752650598380356007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-september-1-2009-1106am.html' title='Tuesday September 1, 2009 11:06am'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-3541385671758066952</id><published>2009-08-29T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:08:57.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday August 29, 2009 10:00am</title><content type='html'>So the coolest thing happened this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I talk about that let me rewind and summarize yesterday’s events. We mostly hung out at the beach to watch all the intricate details of the pilots day, including set up, giving rides, take down etc. I was privileged to ride the boat for his promotional flight and it was SO fun! Actually, it was my very first time. Which is kind of funny when you think that this is the business we moved here to begin and I haven’t even experienced it myself! We still haven’t been able to buy sunscreen so needless to say I got a LOT of sun yesterday (I know mom, but I couldn’t help it ☺ ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had arrangements to be taken to the Internet store so we could buy a wireless card. These phone cards seem to be draining quickly and we want to be able to skype people more! So when our ride arrived we unexpectedly were bombarded with discouraging and belittling words. Before this point we had everyone’s support, yes some think were crazy but for the most part people think it’s cool that we want to chase a dream while we are young. Well this particular person pretty much let us have it, told us that we did not think this out and we did not plan well and what do we expect… so on and so forth. Nothing drains life out of you quicker than someone who puts you down. It’s so sad how your mind automatically remembers the put downs more than the uplifts. They say it takes 10 nice comments to erase a negative, and now I’m a believer of this equation. The rest of the night T and I were seemingly lifeless. Were in a foreign country unable to communicate with most, and now without a boost to keep on keepin’ on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also before I tell you about the encouraging and ever loving ways of our Lord I want to talk a little more about this “dream” of ours. I’m sure some think we moved to the DR just to merely live in paradise, lounge around, maybe make a few pennies, sip pina coladas, and enjoy life “Hakuna Ma Tata”. As tantalizing as all that is it is on the very opposite spectrum of what we are experiencing here. Am I disappointed? Absolutely not! That wasn’t our goal or even in the cards. You see Trav and I were desperate to find some sort of business that we could run together so we could see more of each other. When we were working in Texas and New York our time together was very minimal. Yes they were fabulous jobs, which could provide us with a lavish lifestyle, but what kind of life is that if you can’t even spend time with the ones you love? I mean if you think about it, what has happened to the “American Dream”? Both parents working way more than 40 hours a week, children being raised by themselves or by a babysitter, the biggest and newest is never satisfying, and after all is said and one… when the entirety of the week was spent at the office by both parents, the bills STILL aren’t met. I guess as we dig deeper into the Word, and draw closer to the Lord and to each other we begin realizing life’s’ true values. And thus we are lead here to the DR, in an effort to escape the normalcy of America. We have a burning desire to revolutionize our marriage and outlook on life. Hoping that if we can make enough to survive our family and friends might be able to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I’m kind of scattered today it’s just that I have so many thoughts streaming through my head that sometimes it’s hard to stay focused ☺ Back to where I was about ending our day discouraged yesterday. Well this morning I was reading in My Utmost for His Highest and it completely lifted me up. I had Trav read it too and he was blown away are its’ relevancy to us! It was titled “The unsurpassed Intimacy of Tested Faith”. The very first sentence says, “Every time you venture out in your life of faith, you will find something in your circumstances that, from a commonsense standpoint, will flatly contradict your faith. But common sense is not faith and faith is not common sense.” I love that! Our move here does seem illogical and perhaps irrational. However, we are confident that the Lord called us here, for whatever amount of time. So no matter what common sense tells us, we are to lean on our faith! Okay, and it gets better… It assures the reader that once we proclaim that the Lord will provide all of our needs, that the testing of our faith begins (well that has without fail been my heartbeat since we arrived! ☺ ). Oswald Chambers then adds, “When my strength runs dry and my vision is blinded, will I endure this trial of my faith victoriously or will I turn back in defeat?”. Ahh! I love it! Just what we needed to keep our heads lifted and wait in expectancy for the Lord to move mightily! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my time with the Lord we noticed that we had a visitor, its precious Maria! (She is the mother of the guy we are working for). She is a Christian and one of the most wonderful and hospitable people I have ever met. Her English is not that great so we are having a ball teaching each other our native languages! Anyways, she rushes upstairs and kisses our cheeks and tells us that she wants to introduce us to a young couple that wants to take us to an English speaking Baptist church tomorrow.  Little did we know they actually live just a few doors down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make our way over and meet them. The young man is from the DR and his wife is from Spain. They are both solid believers and radiate Christ’s’ love! The man is a realtor and he took us to his office, which is also just a few doors down. There we met a few more of the real estate employees. They without shame told us this business was a solid group of believers and that things of the Lord are spoken about all the time in that building. They said they would take care of us and watch out for us… also adding that they knew everyone in town and could pin point who would lie to us, who would steal from us, who would take advantage.. etc. etc. They also invited us to a house party today at 3pm in Cap Cana (this is Donald Trumps development which we have been dying to see!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be going and we are so excited to being these relationships with believers! The Lords’ hand is never too short to provide, even relationally! So that’s the agenda for today. It’s now 10:30 am and were still waiting to be taken to get the internet… our ride was supposed to be here at 8:30am ☺ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so nice to be relaxed again… the Lord is in control and I trust Him with all that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya’ll and miss you!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-3541385671758066952?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/3541385671758066952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=3541385671758066952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3541385671758066952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/3541385671758066952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-august-29-2009-1000am.html' title='Saturday August 29, 2009 10:00am'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-6532984108231372064</id><published>2009-08-27T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:30:56.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday August 27, 2009 11:45am</title><content type='html'>Early this morning Trav and I spent some time in prayer together. We were praying for both of our families and it made me think about how richly blessed we are with the families that stand behind us, encourage us, and support us. From Gary and Val helping us in so many ways, to my family housing us and taking care of us this summer we can’t even believe how blessed we are to be showered in so much love! We hope that one day we will be able to pay them back for their enormous acts of kindness. We without a doubt would not be able to take this risk and chase this adventure if it weren’t for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we prayed we got ready to start our day… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you can see a common theme throughout my blog that things are ever so slow here in this paradise. This morning (9:30) we were on our way to our friends’ pool to cool off and use their WIFI to settle shipping details. On our way we passed our landlord and she said the guy was on his way to fix our cable. So I came back to our place and Trav headed to the beach to talk business with the guy we are working for. It’s now noon and still no cable guy… haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no pool in our backyard, Internet or cable it is easy to find time to have devotionals. This is actually a huge blessing living in an environment with fewer distractions leading us away from our priorities. This morning I’ve been able to catch up on lots of reading in the Word. It was so refreshing and comforting, especially in our current struggles/situations. I’ll share a couple of the verses that spoke to me the most…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 7:10 “My shield is God Most High who saves the upright in heart”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;as long as I’m continuing to pursue His ways and continually searching my heart for impurities then the Lord promises to protect me… how comforting especially in a third world country!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 9:9-10 “The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with drawing nearer to the Lord, another beauty of our new move is the intense ways in which my husband and I are drawing closer to each other. We don’t have the modern technologies and distractions to be able to distance ourselves from each other (not that we want to… but sometimes it unintentionally happens). We can barely even communicate with other people here. Therefore, truly all we have is the Lord and each other. We were best friends before we even started dating, but this solidifies that we aren’t just spouses and lovers, but we still envelope the best friend element which is vital in marriage! We love to have fun and enjoy being in each other’s presences all day long. Even if we aren’t successful building a business here, we have learned so much and brought our relationship to a new and beautiful depth. Despite all the chaos and the fear of the unknown, it is totally worth the new fruits that are blossoming. I adore Travis and can’t imagine doing this crazy adventure with out him; in fact I wouldn’t even want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now—&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; miss y’all!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-6532984108231372064?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6532984108231372064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=6532984108231372064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6532984108231372064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/6532984108231372064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-august-27-2009-1145am_27.html' title='Thursday August 27, 2009 11:45am'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-8692008635871282464</id><published>2009-08-27T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:30:20.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday August 27, 2009 11:45am</title><content type='html'>Early this morning Trav and I spent some time in prayer together. We were praying for both of our families and it made me think about how richly blessed we are with the families that stand behind us, encourage us, and support us. From Gary and Val helping us in so many ways, to my family housing us and taking care of us this summer we can’t even believe how blessed we are to be showered in so much love! We hope that one day we will be able to pay them back for their enormous acts of kindness. We without a doubt would not be able to take this risk and chase this adventure if it weren’t for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we prayed we got ready to start our day… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you can see a common theme throughout my blog that things are ever so slow here in this paradise. This morning (9:30) we were on our way to our friends’ pool to cool off and use their WIFI to settle shipping details. On our way we passed our landlord and she said the guy was on his way to fix our cable. So I came back to our place and Trav headed to the beach to talk business with the guy we are working for. It’s now noon and still no cable guy… haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no pool in our backyard, Internet or cable it is easy to find time to have devotionals. This is actually a huge blessing living in an environment with fewer distractions leading us away from our priorities. This morning I’ve been able to catch up on lots of reading in the Word. It was so refreshing and comforting, especially in our current struggles/situations. I’ll share a couple of the verses that spoke to me the most…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 7:10 “My shield is God Most High who saves the upright in heart”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;as long as I’m continuing to pursue His ways and continually searching my heart for impurities then the Lord promises to protect me… how comforting especially in a third world country!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 9:9-10 “The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with drawing nearer to the Lord, another beauty of our new move is the intense ways in which my husband and I are drawing closer to each other. We don’t have the modern technologies and distractions to be able to distance ourselves from each other (not that we want to… but sometimes it unintentionally happens). We can barely even communicate with other people here. Therefore, truly all we have is the Lord and each other. We were best friends before we even started dating, but this solidifies that we aren’t just spouses and lovers, but we still envelope the best friend element which is vital in marriage! We love to have fun and enjoy being in each other’s presences all day long. Even if we aren’t successful building a business here, we have learned so much and brought our relationship to a new and beautiful depth. Despite all the chaos and the fear of the unknown, it is totally worth the new fruits that are blossoming. I adore Travis and can’t imagine doing this crazy adventure with out him; in fact I wouldn’t even want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now—&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; miss y’all!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-8692008635871282464?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/8692008635871282464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=8692008635871282464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8692008635871282464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/8692008635871282464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-august-27-2009-1145am.html' title='Thursday August 27, 2009 11:45am'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1511025318952609932</id><published>2009-08-27T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:25:47.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday August 26, 2009 7:30pm</title><content type='html'>Things are still realllllllly slowwwww. Coming from New York to the DR is quite the adjustment. I’m used to being busy busy busy and getting things done ASAP. Here, it is whenever it gets done it gets done (IF it gets done…). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boat/plane is supposed to be shipped Friday and its’ anticipated arrival is September 2nd. The guy we are working for is requiring that Trav have at least 150 more hours of practice before he is allowed to take tourists for rides. Which means we won’t be having an income for quite some time. It’s an unsettling feeling not knowing when the next dollar will be made as we watch our bank account drain from our necessities alone. I am learning so much about the sovereignty and favor of our God. Truly NONE of our situation is in our hands. We have absolutely zero control over this business and we are learning that all we can do is pray and draw near to the Lord. To outsiders we look crazy, (and perhaps we are) but this is the time when we wait and anticipate the Lord to work mightily in our lives. We believe he will prove himself faithful and we claim that His hand is not too short to give!  And if this is not the Lords will then He will direct our paths to the next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that we don’t have our plane yet we don’t have much to do during the day. This afternoon we had a missionary couple over. We heard about them through a nurse that gave us our shots to come to the DR. The Lord works in crazy ways! We were able to chat with them for a while and learn about the types of ministry they are doing. They anticipate moving here in mid-September. We are excited because that would give us an outlet of ministry as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now… nothing too exciting we are just waiting, waiting, waiting! Please pray for patience for us and for the Lord to provide. The sooner the guy we are working for lets us fly, the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and miss y’all! ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1511025318952609932?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1511025318952609932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1511025318952609932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1511025318952609932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1511025318952609932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday-august-26-2009-730pm.html' title='Wednesday August 26, 2009 7:30pm'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-76554828700984714</id><published>2009-08-25T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:16:59.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day four living in the DR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SpQOaTECK4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Uq_VWTyxnqI/s1600-h/IMG_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SpQOaTECK4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Uq_VWTyxnqI/s400/IMG_0890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936100316425090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 24, 2009-- 10:10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four in the Dominican Republic. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apartment. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power &amp; lights. Check, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pest control. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I lay in bed in our bedroom, which might I add is the only room in our apartment that has a/c, and I listen to the neighbors’ blast some array of reggae and Spanish ensemble. Life is definitely different here and it is going to take quite the adjustment for us to begin to feel like this is home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sort of dramatic concerning our condo. First, we found out that we had no hot water and then the electricity/lights went out. We naively thought that it was our entire street doing without, however the Power Company came to our apartment during the night and took our meter! Haha! Not only did they just turn off our power but they took our meter! Hilarious ☺ The sweet man we are working with down here called us in the middle of the night and we told him we were without power. His wife and him rushed over to try and help us. When in doubt with the power, go straight to the power plant! And that’s what we did… we drove out in the middle of nowhere to the electric power plant to inquire! Everything seemed so surreal and like we were on some reality TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accidentally ended up signing a year contract in the wrong apartment complex. Dump international mistake number one, haha. But, after a minor hassle we were able to weasel our way out of it, kinda. As long as the cockroaches and frogs stay away this place won’t be bad at all! I just can’t wait to move into the apartments that we were shown today, they were beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we drove with Doreen to Higuey, a town about 45 minutes away. We filled up with gas for $4.44 and made our way through the country. As you approach the town you see beautiful mountains in the distance and then mass chaos of local Dominicans throughout the town. We passed numerous people on mopeds, bicycles, or merely hanging out of the street (mostly the latter). There were little ‘mercados’ that had hanging meats on the outside. I think I might become a vegetarian, haha! We finally made our way to the grocery store and it looked like a Spanish wal-mart. If it weren’t for Doreen we would have been in big trouble. EVERYTHING is in Spanish and not many people speak English. She’s like our own personal translator and the biggest blessing! We bought the necessities and headed home. We had to stop at the dentist because Doreen had an appointmet. While I was waiting for her a middle aged and young Dominican man/boy were asking me while I was there. I vaguely explained and they seemed blown away that we would willingly move to the DR. The young man even said “It’s so weird seeing you here!”. So there it was, my first experience as an absolutely minority. For Higuey is a city of locals only. Tourists never venture off to this area, hence the oddness of them seeing a blonde hair, blue eyed, white girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So the adventure begins! We still have LOTS to figure out and at times we seem overwhelmed with anxiety about how the Lord will provide. But, all we can do it sit and wait. We could use your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y’all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-76554828700984714?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/76554828700984714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=76554828700984714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/76554828700984714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/76554828700984714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-four-living-in-dr.html' title='Day four living in the DR.'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SpQOaTECK4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Uq_VWTyxnqI/s72-c/IMG_0890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-897477808438012435</id><published>2009-08-10T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:07:17.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest...</title><content type='html'>As of now my precious husband has been in Florida for flight school for a week, and it will be one more week until he comes back! I miss him more than ever. It's a bitter sweet phenomenon being separated by distance. You long for your best friend more than anything, while at the same time you realize all the intricate things you absolutely adore about them. That is exactly what I'm experiencing. I am without a doubt the most lucky girl alive and I am blessed beyong belief to have had the opportunity to marry Travis and spen our lives together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he is away I'm tackling the book Every Womans Marriage. I always get motivated to do better and grow deeper when he's gone. Perhaps because I have much more free time. I have been learning so much and I pray that I will continue to gain wisdom especially in my ministry to my precious husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am four days away from graduating, five days away from being unemployed, 7 days from being sweetly reunited, and 12 days away from moving Internationally. My life is the craziest adventure and I would not have changed a thing! I am so excited to see what doors the Lord open in the DR and for the time for Travis and I to solely rely on each other. I miss having my wifely duties so I am excited to partake in that again as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesturday I was reading in Isaiah 40, verses 10-11 I found to be incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power, &lt;br /&gt;       and his arm rules for him. &lt;br /&gt;       See, his reward is with him, &lt;br /&gt;       and his recompense accompanies him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 He tends his flock like a shepherd: &lt;br /&gt;       He gathers the lambs in his arms &lt;br /&gt;       and carries them close to his heart; &lt;br /&gt;       he gently leads those that have young."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is vital to remember that the Lord is not only powerful and ruler of all, but He is also gentle with us and truly loves us. These verses are going to be a crutch for me as I travel to the DR and only have my wonderful husband. My heavenly father is always there in every season to love me and show me the way. I am forever grateful for His love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-897477808438012435?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/897477808438012435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=897477808438012435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/897477808438012435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/897477808438012435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest.html' title='The Latest...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-7938799494980427591</id><published>2009-07-26T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:56:32.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 hrs. in ER, 3 hrs of sleep later...</title><content type='html'>Last night my precious husband had to go to the ER because of the medical conditions last night. 8 hours, 2 doctors, and 6 nurses later we still don't have an answer or solution... is it frustrating? Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comforting thing to be is that my God is bigger than all of this. He already knows the outcome and the timeline for everything. What a breath of fresh air that all I must do is trust His timing and love Travis through everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so wonderful when the Lord sends his comforting veil down on us. Theres so many different perspectives you can take on our situation. However, I choose to be optimistic! The Lord has entirely shown his favor on us. You see if he got sick back in January, when he worked in sales and we had medical insurance, yes we would have been insured but there is no way he could have worked. It would have been weeks that he would have to take off and chances are I'm not sure they would keep him around with that amount of absences. Lets say he got sick while we were still in Texas and Trav was working in the plants (80+ hours a week). Well he DEFINITELY would not have been able to work and we didn't have health insurance. Now were in NY for the summer and I'm the only one working. He has plenty of time to rest and get rejuvinated AND the Lord blessed us mightily with charity care insurance. All of his procedures and doctors visits are 100% covered, it makes me want to ball just thinking about how blessed we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse the Lord has been comforting me with is: Psalm 84:11-12... it is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield; &lt;br /&gt;       the LORD bestows favor and honor; &lt;br /&gt;       no good thing does he withhold &lt;br /&gt;       from those whose walk is blameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 O LORD Almighty, &lt;br /&gt;       blessed is the man who trusts in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the plans of us moving to the DR are postponed a little... just until we get trav back to perfect health again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my baby :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-7938799494980427591?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/7938799494980427591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=7938799494980427591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7938799494980427591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/7938799494980427591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-hrs-in-er-3-hrs-of-sleep-later.html' title='8 hrs. in ER, 3 hrs of sleep later...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4376035165312573020</id><published>2009-07-19T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:36:34.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Orchestration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SmOt-Wd7kwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OK1_Snr8Mmw/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SmOt-Wd7kwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OK1_Snr8Mmw/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360319268195635970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't help but be utterly amazed at how absolutely perfect the Lord's plans are. I can't tell you how many times events have happened in a way that is so unique I would have never been able to plan myself. There's no doubt that the Lord's ways and timing are perfect and profoundly unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life's latest example... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the stage for you. My precious husband and I are in the planning process of moving to the Dominican Republic. It's is a HUGE adventure and risk. There are moments when it would seem so much easier and secure if we just quit and settled for the "normal life". Well with every discouraging thought the Lord so graciously sends a bout of encouragement our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we had the privilege of attending a wedding in Oxford, Maryland. Well, on Friday night before the wedding on saturday, my husband and I were slightly exhausted from the drive that day so we decided to lay low and hang out in the room. We just read the Word and I wrote in my prayer journal. That night I specifically lifted all the details of our move up to the Lord. I begged Him to lead us to His will. I asked that He might bring people across our paths that would help us in some way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its Saturday, the day of the wedding, and Travis and I are so excited to be there. After the ceremony we make our way to the reception tent and randomly chose a table (there were no table assignments). A young couple sat down next to us. We struck up a light conversation with them and found out that they are moving to Haiti in September! If this was not a relationship sent straight from the Lord I don't know what is! How wonderful that they are moving to Haiti to do missions and we will be in the DR soon! I'm excited to see how we can get together and team up with them. Trav's and my dream is to start a business that could fund missions and an orphanage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is so good to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is our provider and I trust Him with our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4376035165312573020?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4376035165312573020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4376035165312573020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4376035165312573020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4376035165312573020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/07/divine-orchestration.html' title='Divine Orchestration'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SmOt-Wd7kwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OK1_Snr8Mmw/s72-c/IMG_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5540059802166095684</id><published>2009-07-02T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:28:21.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder why the journey of spirituality is so difficult. Why in some seasons it's so easy to yearn for Christ, and in others you are in constant reflection of the "zealous, super-eager Christian" you once were. Is it even possible to not go through the slow times? Or are they are imperative to our walks that we wouldn't grow at all if it wasn't for the deserts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm over my desert. I want more. I want more of Christ. I want more wisdom &amp; knowledge. I want more of who I'm supposed to be. I want more passion.  and I want more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the remedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pursue even when the feelings aren't there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, here I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging in the Word today I read Jeremiah 17... Lo and Behold look what verse 5 says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the LORD says: &lt;br /&gt;       "Cursed is the one who trusts in man, &lt;br /&gt;       who depends on flesh for his strength &lt;br /&gt;       and whose heart turns away from the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's not the Lord reminding me that I must be in a continual pursuit of Him and not dependent on myself then I don't know what is! It goes on to say that this man will not recognize prosperity when it comes. This is huge for me too since my husband and I are at a point where we are just beginning and we so desperately want to be successful in whatever we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Lord gently showed me reason number two why I should not neglect my spiritual walk... Check out verses 7-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, &lt;br /&gt;       whose confidence is in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 He will be like a tree planted by the water &lt;br /&gt;       that sends out its roots by the stream. &lt;br /&gt;       It does not fear when heat comes; &lt;br /&gt;       its leaves are always green. &lt;br /&gt;       It has no worries in a year of drought &lt;br /&gt;       and never fails to bear fruit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-mazing! What a wonderful and glorious life it would be to have continual confidence. To not fret when storm clouds are in the near future. For we can hold the confidence that the Lord is working on our behalf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And following truth number two rolls in truth number three. If I'm to live a different, sold out to Christ life my heart must be different. Check out verses 9-10--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart is deceitful above all things &lt;br /&gt;       and beyond cure. &lt;br /&gt;       Who can understand it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 "I the LORD search the heart &lt;br /&gt;       and examine the mind, &lt;br /&gt;       to reward a man according to his conduct, &lt;br /&gt;       according to what his deeds deserve."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a big chunk for me to grasp today. Oh I love when the Lord continually shows patience to me. I am so unworthy of His love but I desperately want more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-5540059802166095684?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5540059802166095684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5540059802166095684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5540059802166095684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5540059802166095684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-707592657882720992</id><published>2008-08-27T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:43:09.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLV16632zeI/AAAAAAAAADk/MoeDsyw9QSA/s1600-h/100_5681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLV16632zeI/AAAAAAAAADk/MoeDsyw9QSA/s400/100_5681.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239223396611837410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought you might like to see a Virginia sunset...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-707592657882720992?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/707592657882720992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=707592657882720992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/707592657882720992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/707592657882720992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-more-thing.html' title='one more thing...'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLV16632zeI/AAAAAAAAADk/MoeDsyw9QSA/s72-c/100_5681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2583208025864851555</id><published>2008-08-27T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:32:47.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Two</title><content type='html'>First week of classes, done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Paper, done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First quiz, done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely hit the pavement running here! I'm busy busy with school work but learning SO much! I love all my classes (Revelation/Daniel, Acts, Genesis, Church History, and Women in Ministry). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another update... as mentioned in earlier blogs I'm a fan of changed lives. I love them and the radically testimony they can give the world. Well, back in the summer the Lord told me to lay down my relationship with my boyfriend. It was hard but I knew it was the right thing to do at that time. During these few months apart the Lord totally rocked his world, transformed his life, and revealed so many things to him. It's so exciting to see it lived out! I'm a firm believer that the Lord, in his timing, will bless your obedience. Now, with his new perspective on life, and new found priorities, it gives me complete confidence in Him. As long as he's locked in to Christ, I am able to trust him and his leading. The Lord is SO merciful and gracious to us. He visited me this past week and set up a fun photo shoot... here's a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVyQEEYruI/AAAAAAAAADI/6kBafHH_OcE/s1600-h/n55700084_35114337_661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVyQEEYruI/AAAAAAAAADI/6kBafHH_OcE/s320/n55700084_35114337_661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239219361811050210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVyzuLUJpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uWOXmD4_rGQ/s1600-h/n55700084_35114341_3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVyzuLUJpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uWOXmD4_rGQ/s320/n55700084_35114341_3976.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239219974409823890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVzj6vFUOI/AAAAAAAAADc/m65n0PWRLew/s1600-h/n55700084_35114324_6679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVzj6vFUOI/AAAAAAAAADc/m65n0PWRLew/s320/n55700084_35114324_6679.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239220802414792930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2583208025864851555?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2583208025864851555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2583208025864851555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2583208025864851555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2583208025864851555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-two.html' title='Week Two'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSc00hCWnxo/SLVyQEEYruI/AAAAAAAAADI/6kBafHH_OcE/s72-c/n55700084_35114337_661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2053293365132852112</id><published>2008-08-19T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:06:10.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update for my precious family &amp; adopted family at home :)</title><content type='html'>Well, I made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shy of 1000 miles later, here I am sitting on my couch in my new house. The place I'll call "home" for the next 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sure you're wonering "what's it like?" "are you excited" "are you nervous"... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, about a week before I actually moved I started getting slightly... umm.. nervous. I began second guessing my decision and trying to evaluate if I was truly walking in obedience with the Lord. My desire it to keep my commitments, so despite these feelings I decided to follow through with the plan. Let me just tell you how good My God is. 15 hours is a long time in the car, alone. But, it was so peaceful and full of the Lords presence. I listened to one worship CD after another, singing my little heart out :) (Thanks Jo Lynn and Sharen!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something so amazing happened when I began getting close to Lynchburg. It was like an overwhelming sense of calmness and peacefulness swept over me. At this time the sun began to set and the half of the sky was brilliantly covered in the most beautiful pink, while the other half was midnight blue with a full moon set just so. It was breathtaking! There's something about the mountains and a sunset that bring me to my knees in awe of my creator. He is good! I am confident I'm where I'm supposed to be at this season of my life. There's nothing more comforting to know that you are choosing to let the Lord direct your steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point, I've been to three classes. My professors are amazing, but boy do I have my work cut out for me! I'll tell more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Until then-- I love you all and am praying for you! You can pray that I get a job and a place to minister/invest in others! I Know the Lord will provide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2053293365132852112?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2053293365132852112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2053293365132852112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2053293365132852112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2053293365132852112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-for-my-precious-family-adopted.html' title='Update for my precious family &amp; adopted family at home :)'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-675501315097947448</id><published>2008-07-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:43:09.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time.</title><content type='html'>So I haven't written in over a month which surprises me because it's so theraputic for me. But, I think it stems from the vast lessons the Lord has been teaching me. For the past month I really have started getting a whole new perspective on life, the value of time, the importance of priorities, and the sacrafice of walking in obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first story the Lord let me see in another light this week was in Daniel 3. Many of you who grew up in church know how the story goes... King Neb. makes huge gold statue, he demands that his citiziens bow down and worship it, three men with crazy names stand up and refuse to obey him, they get thrown into the fiery furnace and the Lord saved them. It turns King Neb. heart and starts following the real God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when I read the story verse by verse, soaking it all in, I saw things in such a different light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, King Neb. had quite the temper! It makes me think about how much harder it is to walk in obedince and stand up for right when you have a man quick to anger dealing with you. Me, being a people pleaser would probably hold true to my conviction but I would definately sugar coat my answers to him. I hate confrontation, I hate being a let down and disappointment, and I get uneasy around angry men. But how amazing is it that Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego simply respond to the King by saying "O Neb. we do not need to defend ourselves before you in this matter. If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, teh God we serve is able to save us from it, and he will rescue us from your hand. O King. But even if he does not, we want you to know, O King, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image you have set up". WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strive to live a life of obedience. But, do I handle my convictions with the grace that these men did? &lt;strong&gt;Can I just rest in the confidence of knowing that the Lord called me to act upon my conviction and let that be enough?&lt;/strong&gt; I believe that response reflects whether I truly trust him or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QUI3dfOdmHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QUI3dfOdmHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/5033831103302268194-675501315097947448?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/675501315097947448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=675501315097947448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/675501315097947448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/675501315097947448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time.html' title='Long time.'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-4944455276005025900</id><published>2008-06-29T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:18:08.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is wisdom all it's cracked up to be?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's difficult to not look at another persons lot, and eagerly to desire what they have... atleast I know it is for me. Have many times have we complained that the wicked seem to always prosper why the upright never catch a break? Why is this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading in Ecclesiastes the other day, chapter 7 and I was completely consumed by King Solomons words. Chapter 7 is all about wisdom, the value of it as well as it's benefits. Initially I was aware that wisdom was something positive and it is something we should passionately pursue. However, I don't think I ever actually accepted the fact that wisdom is truly better than riches, than prosperity, than anything else that tempts to steal our efforts and time. Check out verse 12 it says, "Wisdom is a shelter as money is a shelter, but the advantage of knowledge is this: &lt;strong&gt;that wisdom preserves the life of its possessor&lt;/strong&gt;." That blew my mind! Wisdom is a shelter like money is. Today you can't even survive without money, it provides our every physical need, from our nourishment, to our protection, clothing, etc. But, is it really true that we cannot survive without wisdom... more importantly do I pursue it like I believe it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-4944455276005025900?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4944455276005025900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=4944455276005025900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4944455276005025900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/4944455276005025900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-its-difficult-to-not-look-at.html' title='is wisdom all it&apos;s cracked up to be?'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-5321909004879810715</id><published>2008-06-18T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:18:23.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever struggle with obediently chasing your calling?&lt;/strong&gt; Lately Satans been feeding me lies about my calling to be fully invovled in ministry. Everything from me being a single female, to not being financially secure in the future, to feeling that I'm inadequate and unworthy have been streaming in my thoughts. Whenever I struggle in this area the Lord, in His timing, He will graciously confirm my calling and fuel my desire for an abundant life again. After watching this video I was able to regain my vision, of why my heart beats for ministry. I want to know Christ and make Him known. I'm addicted to changed lives and want to be proactive in leading the hurting to Him! Check it out-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/5033831103302268194-5321909004879810715?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5321909004879810715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=5321909004879810715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5321909004879810715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/5321909004879810715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='confirmation'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-2337073997424138253</id><published>2008-06-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:14:10.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;need. &lt;/strong&gt;yet another reason we get enticed by false gods &amp;amp; idols. We naively believe that they will bring us what we feel we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biblical support for this objective lies in Genesis 16. This is the story of Sarai &amp;amp; Abram. At this point in the book these two characters are advanced in years, and to no surprise the Lord has chosen to make Sarai barren for this specific season of her life. Verse two says, "so she said to Abram, "The LORD has kept me from having children. Go, sleep with my maidservant; perhaps I can build a family through her."" Well no explanation is needed to describe the wrong in this situation. Sarai knew what the Lord has chosen for her, yet boldly chose to take matters into her own hands. So she commands her husband to sleep with Hagar, the maidservant, and Hagar carries their child, Ishmael. (I'll give her some credit though, she had legitimate reason for concern. However, this was simply an outlet to test her faith in the Lord.) Back to the story... Sarai's devious plan did not produce the intended results. It actually ends in devastation, and she turns into an emotional wreck. Luckily, our God is a soverign God, and by chapter 21 He graciously reveals that His plans all along were to give her what He promised. So she became pregnant and gave birth to Issac, and thus got what her heart desired, a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;strong&gt;if we're pursuing Christ in the way we are called, our desires will parallel the Lord's, and according to Psalm 37: 4 he desperately wants to give them to us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     "Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difficult aspect is that His timing is very rarely the same as ours. That's what I'm currently learning, and learning it the hard way might I add. I actually hate waiting, it's a huge struggle of mine. But, I believe that &lt;strong&gt;He won't reveal until I learn to embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-2337073997424138253?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/2337073997424138253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=2337073997424138253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2337073997424138253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/2337073997424138253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/06/need.html' title='need'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033831103302268194.post-1496116421309438094</id><published>2008-06-11T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:36:56.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idols- part two</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you're wondering what this "idol" theme is all about, and why I'm hooked on it. Well I started a Bible Study with an amazing group of incoming college freshman girls, and we're going through the study called No Other Gods by Kelly Minter. This study is rocking my world and bringing to lights things the Lord has been trying to whisper to me for some time now. I love learning and sharing. So here's my latest find--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 8: 1-22.&lt;br /&gt;This story is about Israel's elders who desperately wanted a king to rule their nation (because "all the other nations had them"). Mistake number one, we should not desire another person's lot. Samuel sought the Lord for His guidance, as to whether or not he should grant his people's request, and the Lord replied that these people have rejected Him as their King, they are forsaking him and serving other gods. But the Lord said, go ahead, give them what they want but what that King brings will not be good (followed by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lengthy&lt;/span&gt; paragraph of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accompaniments&lt;/span&gt; of a new King). The Lord even warns them that once all these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;devastation's&lt;/span&gt; are unleashed, they will cry out for relief, but He will not answer them. Samuel, offering these people vast grace, relays the message the Lord gave, hoping that they would heed caution. Not to our surprise, these people insisted that their plans were far better, and demanded a King. Samuel finally listens, and we can assume that the Lord followed through with his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how stubborn we can be when we have our minds made up! The Israelites, God's chosen people, were so concerned about who was leading them and who they would be identified with that they lost sight of who they were, and what all they had. &lt;strong&gt;They were willing to risk all that the Lord had for them for the sake of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;normalcy&lt;/span&gt; and mediocrity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at our culture, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; where we are taught that identity is not in our individuality or in Christ, but rather in something or in someone. I'll speak on behalf of women for this issue, since I can relate to what we think, feel, and desire. I acknowledge that it is a huge struggle for us to not be consumed by relationships and our future. To not associate our value in who's hand we're holding or how many kids we've raised. My observances tell me that ever since we were little we have had the continual pressure of being prepared to marry and mother. How often were we encouraged to find our identity in Christ and in Christ alone? When was the last time you were told to allow yourself to be molded into the woman the Lord has called you and designed you to be? I would assume it's been a while. We, I believe, are called to find our completeness and our wholeness in Christ, as a single. So that when He graciously brings our "prince" along, we are fully prepared to engage relationally and offer Him our complete self (complete in Christ, as a mature &amp;amp; zealous Christian). Please see my heart and my pure motive, I hope this paragraph does not send ANY feminist vibes. &lt;strong&gt;I just feel strongly that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in order&lt;/span&gt; to one day have a thriving and Godly relationship that we have to own these and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;conquer&lt;/span&gt; our insecurities, and boys, in the long run, it will help you out too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5033831103302268194-1496116421309438094?l=dbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/feeds/1496116421309438094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5033831103302268194&amp;postID=1496116421309438094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1496116421309438094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5033831103302268194/posts/default/1496116421309438094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dbella.blogspot.com/2008/06/idols-part-two.html' title='idols- part two'/><author><name>Danielle Nicole Baggett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17138232789393417290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
