<?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-1251651639279203861</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:46:08.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW BEGINNING</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-1951521606050357626</id><published>2009-03-01T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:28:05.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like going home again</title><content type='html'>Recently, Most of our family came down with one of the many viruses out there. It has lasted almost two weeks. I am thankful I got to be home to care for our youngest. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. But I felt something missing. I felt restless. Of course, the weather was my first element I blamed it on. But then this morning waking up... knowing it was SUNDAY. I was happy... eager...ready to be "fed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the church doors I anticipated who I would see and what Pastor might be preaching. It was a "hunger" I could feel that needed to be fed. I took my position in nursery to start. I got to hold the newest member of our church. It made me look in aww. The Lord is giving us a daughter you see. Something I never thought I would have. A chance to do things according to His Will. Not ours as parents. God is Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came our service. Sitting beside our oldest was a blessing to me. That child is destined for something bigger then he even realizes I think. Noo.. not Hollywood... God's Will in his life... He sang his heart out today. He makes my heart smile to hear him sing like that. It's a beautiful sound. After a thought provoking message I was left with time to reflect to think... I am so thankful for our church... I am thankful for that "hunger" inside... I am thankful for the faces of ones I care for there... I am sure I missed alot being home with sick family... Going today was just like going home again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-1951521606050357626?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/1951521606050357626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=1951521606050357626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1951521606050357626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1951521606050357626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-like-going-home-again.html' title='It&apos;s like going home again'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-1059744804981557841</id><published>2009-02-12T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:08:20.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convicting?</title><content type='html'>On a Wednesday Night recently we sang this song below. So Little Time by John R Rice. It was very convicting in alot of ways... Hope you find some meaning in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little time! The harvest will be over.Our reaping done, we reapers taken Home.Report our work to Jesus, Lord of harvest,And hope He'll smile and that He'll say, "Well done!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I should have strongly pleaded;How often did I feel to strictly warn.The Spirit moved, oh had I pled for Jesus!The grain is fallen, lost ones not reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the heat, the ceaseless toil, the hardship,The broken heart over those we cannot win;Misunderstood, because we're oft peculiar,Still no regrets we'll have but for our sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.&lt;br /&gt;A day of pleasure, or a feast of friendship,A house or car or garments fair or fame,Will all be trash, when souls are brought to Heaven,And then how sad to face the slackers blame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harvest white, with reapers few is wastingAnd many souls will die and never know.The love of Christ, the joy of sins forgiven.Oh let us weep and love and pray and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Oh will you go and bring some sinner in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-1059744804981557841?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/1059744804981557841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=1059744804981557841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1059744804981557841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1059744804981557841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2009/02/convicting.html' title='Convicting?'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-1899219117098611968</id><published>2008-09-04T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:10:24.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>Your Heartbeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it something so simply that  people take for granted. Your heartbeat can tell if your happy, sad, scared or even sick. Recently, my Little Bobo was laying beside me. He was in a playful mood and began hugging my head. As he hugged my head his little chest was right close to my ear. What a sweet sound.  By his heartbeat you could even hear he was in a playful mood. It was such a blessing to hear his heartbeat and to again be reminded that God is good. He and the other two kids are answered prayers. Different prayers but it reminds me of how special they each are. The beauty in each of their lives. I am sure there will be a day that I won't be able to hugs them as often as I want. To hear that heartbeat that I now find so comforting. But until then I will enjoy the sounds of their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-1899219117098611968?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/1899219117098611968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=1899219117098611968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1899219117098611968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1899219117098611968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartbeat.html' title='Heartbeat'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-5013493855214183189</id><published>2008-07-07T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:56.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SHLhegvR1bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0YU0HJj4Rik/s1600-h/BoBo+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220482832376386994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SHLhegvR1bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0YU0HJj4Rik/s320/BoBo+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Cadylia Bella 3 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little cherub is in Heaven now. What do you say? What can you say? I only pray that God gets the Glory somehow. Pray for her parents and siblings...I am sure it is going to be a long road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-5013493855214183189?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/5013493855214183189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=5013493855214183189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/5013493855214183189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/5013493855214183189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/07/cadylia-bella-3-months-this-little.html' title=''/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SHLhegvR1bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0YU0HJj4Rik/s72-c/BoBo+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-2789315668151150808</id><published>2008-06-16T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:57.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud American</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcrargTaRI/AAAAAAAAADw/plh3fgwnjJA/s1600-h/BoBo+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212682831059446034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcrargTaRI/AAAAAAAAADw/plh3fgwnjJA/s200/BoBo+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcrsHJE0jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n11JYZ4GQoE/s1600-h/BoBo+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212683130535989810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcrsHJE0jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n11JYZ4GQoE/s320/BoBo+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcq6XwS6xI/AAAAAAAAADo/ETYiQ8WmeAQ/s1600-h/BoBo+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212682276001999634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcq6XwS6xI/AAAAAAAAADo/ETYiQ8WmeAQ/s200/BoBo+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, We celebrated Flag Day. We ventured out with the boys and Nana to the parade. It was such a blessing to see so many people show respect for our service members who were throughout the parade. Tho' our military is all done by volunteering I wonder somedays of people realize what these service men and women go through. About half way through the parade the gentleman in these pictures caught my eye. I seen him and imagined he too fought in a war. But I am sure his welcome home was much different then the way service members are welcomed home now. To see his pride for what these soldiers do and have done... To see his sincere gratitude to each of them...It showed Patriotism in a way that isn't easily put to words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-2789315668151150808?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/2789315668151150808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=2789315668151150808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/2789315668151150808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/2789315668151150808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/06/proud-american.html' title='Proud American'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SFcrargTaRI/AAAAAAAAADw/plh3fgwnjJA/s72-c/BoBo+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-9101124068992661327</id><published>2008-06-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:57.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoIW6GPixI/AAAAAAAAADg/Df1Ch6RMV-s/s1600-h/BoBo+240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208985108652985106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoIW6GPixI/AAAAAAAAADg/Df1Ch6RMV-s/s200/BoBo+240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoIDnnTO2I/AAAAAAAAADY/adHzcVRvw_Q/s1600-h/BoBo+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208984777273850722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoIDnnTO2I/AAAAAAAAADY/adHzcVRvw_Q/s200/BoBo+238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoHsXaAtKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ankmRvmhcWE/s1600-h/BoBo+236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208984377786152098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoHsXaAtKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ankmRvmhcWE/s200/BoBo+236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoHVKGKl0I/AAAAAAAAADI/QmtYrv4soOA/s1600-h/BoBo+236.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoHBgi3YaI/AAAAAAAAADA/29bgFk2T4N4/s1600-h/BoBo+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208983641504833954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoHBgi3YaI/AAAAAAAAADA/29bgFk2T4N4/s320/BoBo+233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our playful little Bobo. We are so thankful for his smiles and the laughter he has bought to us all. I was &lt;strong&gt;trying &lt;/strong&gt;to get him to wear this hat in preparation for the summer sun. He has lighter skin and hair. I just have the feeling the sun isn't going to be easy on him. But he turned it into a game of keeping the hat on. He's so funny. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-9101124068992661327?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/9101124068992661327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=9101124068992661327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/9101124068992661327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/9101124068992661327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-playful-little-bobo.html' title=''/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SEoIW6GPixI/AAAAAAAAADg/Df1Ch6RMV-s/s72-c/BoBo+240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-3449028273690501949</id><published>2008-06-04T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:06:11.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer and Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://openphoto.net/volumes/rainnight/20041207/openphotonet_133_3313_IMG_(1024_x_768).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://openphoto.net/volumes/rainnight/20041207/openphotonet_133_3313_IMG_(1024_x_768).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a friend who has been the most loyal friend you could imagine. Every birthday of my kids and our wedding anniversary always came with a warm greeting card from her. She never forgot. For the longest time we have tried to get together. It never worked. To be honest part of me didn't try as hard as I should have to get together. Well, Recently I've asked in my prayers for God to be thorough with me. To help me to really grow and get past some of my failures. I was on my way for a little Mommy time away. I found a cassette tape this friend made me. I started to play it. Then it hit me as plain as could be. I was holding a grudge yet. After about 25 years I let something get in the way of our friendship. I kept a wall between us. After a bit of help from my husband I knew what I had to do. As Great as God is the chance came to email this friend to work this out. She was at work and couldn't take phone calls. ( I do better typing or writing out my thoughts) Her response of beautiful... "I hope you can forgive me. High School was nearly 20 years ago and if I did ANYTHING to hurt you through my actions or words, I sincerely apologize for that. We have been friends now for 30 years and it is a safe friendship. I know we do not see each other as often as I would like, but our friendship is rock solid. You are a lifelong friend and I will love you forever." It was perfect. I don't feel she owed me the apology. It was my problem or so I thought. I do hope this opens the door for more memories with this life long friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful it was put on my heart to apologize for this matter to her. Now, I have more room to grow. I pray I can be a witness to God's perfect enduring love to this friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-3449028273690501949?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/3449028273690501949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=3449028273690501949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/3449028273690501949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/3449028273690501949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/06/answered-prayer-and-forgiveness.html' title='Answered Prayer and Forgiveness'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-4709146559025384083</id><published>2008-05-17T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:58.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure of Rummaging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SC-XdNs-hjI/AAAAAAAAACA/NYMKmTgAE9g/s1600-h/BoBo+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201542622786520626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SC-XdNs-hjI/AAAAAAAAACA/NYMKmTgAE9g/s320/BoBo+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent some of today rummaging. We looked for a few good finds but found only one. We seen this swing right away but I wanted Bill's thoughts on it. It was barely used. The poor child it was intended more disliked swinging and still isn't a fan of it. I know Bobo soon will be to big for it. Who knows if we might not be blessed again with another Bobo. From the picture you can see what our Bobo thought of it.  He's so precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-4709146559025384083?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/4709146559025384083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=4709146559025384083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/4709146559025384083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/4709146559025384083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/05/treasure-of-rummaging.html' title='Treasure of Rummaging'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SC-XdNs-hjI/AAAAAAAAACA/NYMKmTgAE9g/s72-c/BoBo+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-1024252938188704421</id><published>2008-05-08T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:58.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts of my first born.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPMjI86KvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TXmMvzoS8zw/s1600-h/BoBo+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198223298986126066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPMjI86KvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TXmMvzoS8zw/s320/BoBo+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This picture fits him more then I thought. At first glance I see a quiet meek boy growing and trying to adjust to being a teen. He is so wonderful with his new found brother.  He waited so long for a brother. I think sometimes it was a yearning very much like mine was for another child. Something in his heart. Now that they are together. I have to smile just thinking of them. I see a bond between them that I only pray gets stronger and stronger. I can't thank the Lord enough for the blessing of having them both. I see a contentment in him that wasn't there before. This boy of mine has a creative side that sometimes just astonishes me. Building things that can entertain him and others for hours.His singing... I love to hear him sing beside me in church. It makes me just bring forth a smile from my heart and it overflows to my face. I just beem now thinking of it. I pray for him daily. I pray he realizes why I try ( with his Dad of course) to give him the rules and guidance we do. This boy is destined for something great! I Love you Chevato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-1024252938188704421?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/1024252938188704421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=1024252938188704421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1024252938188704421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1024252938188704421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-of-my-first-born.html' title='Random thoughts of my first born.'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPMjI86KvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TXmMvzoS8zw/s72-c/BoBo+111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-5464308880498070588</id><published>2008-05-08T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:05:00.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of the Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPKs486KuI/AAAAAAAAABw/p-zBnO7AL6g/s1600-h/BoBo+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198221267466595042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPKs486KuI/AAAAAAAAABw/p-zBnO7AL6g/s320/BoBo+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPKVo86KtI/AAAAAAAAABo/gaopFX92gm8/s1600-h/BoBo+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198220868034636498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPKVo86KtI/AAAAAAAAABo/gaopFX92gm8/s320/BoBo+130.JPG" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPJ3Y86KsI/AAAAAAAAABg/m-cmhD7PQiM/s1600-h/BoBo+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198220348343593666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPJ3Y86KsI/AAAAAAAAABg/m-cmhD7PQiM/s320/BoBo+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPJX486KrI/AAAAAAAAABY/F2u1ZhMzgLE/s1600-h/BoBo+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198219807177714354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPJX486KrI/AAAAAAAAABY/F2u1ZhMzgLE/s320/BoBo+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One player just a bit different then most. Ambition like you have never seen but just a bit shorter then most. But with help from the team. He was able to take shot that left them all smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-5464308880498070588?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/5464308880498070588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=5464308880498070588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/5464308880498070588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/5464308880498070588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-love-of-game.html' title='For the Love of the Game'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SCPKs486KuI/AAAAAAAAABw/p-zBnO7AL6g/s72-c/BoBo+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-5328852823632843294</id><published>2008-04-28T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:21:14.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is a typical day outside with Bobo. You just never know what he will do. I am not real sure what is facial expression means or who he resembles... Maybe you tell me. Pay close attention to the point where he puts his hands in the air and makes a shriek. That is the part that made us all laugh. What a love... 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I found myself contently following BoBo around as each thing that caught his eye he carefully inspected. It was enjoyable to see him try to climb things. The look on his face as he conquered sitting on the alligators back. So proud he was. Then as he carefully studied his cousins playing with others. From the best I could understand they were "cooking" with the sand. BoBo did the best he could to play along. Poor child just didn't realize the taste of sand was something not everyone acquires a taste for. After a few tries I think he got the point. I can't wait to chronicle the summer in pictures of his new adventures. Our adventures as a family. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-1817752787737257351?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/1817752787737257351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=1817752787737257351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1817752787737257351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/1817752787737257351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-at-park.html' title='A Day at the Park'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SA_KntXRJJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gaOSUOnJmhM/s72-c/IMG_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251651639279203861.post-6585131938318296548</id><published>2008-04-18T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T06:48:43.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God of Second Chances</title><content type='html'>A New Beginning....Some might think by the title I have had this huge awakening... Not really... As I sit and think back...To the person I once was. I shutter to think of the sins I have committed and the people I have wronged. It seems like a someone elses life I am looking back at. But even someone like I was and to where I am now...It was God's Grace that has been sufficient to carry me through. What a huge blessing that I am not worthy of that I have been forgiven of it all. Tonight we had a Ladies Fellowship. Something I for one needed. Our Pastor started out talking about a Foolish Women and then a God-Fearing Women. It's unreal to see where I once was. I only pray that I can attain more of the God-Fearing ones. Ok, I know I can attain them but probably not fast enough for me. It's exciting all that God has for me. But here I sit now. Two sons... One I have seen grow in his own Christian walk.. Yes, It's bumpy somedays. But I hear him sing and it is such a sweet sound to my ears. It moves my heart like nothing does. The warmth I feel in my heart and this smile that surfaces upon my face.I don't think he knows how much I love to hear him sing. I do tell him often. Then there is our latest addition. So priceless. I have had people ask what I thought made the difference in getting pregnant. We did everything to get pregnant. Five years and nothing. The feelings were so overwhelming. I literally felt barren and useless.Then we did what we should have done long ago. We joined a Bible Believing Church and along with my eldest was baptised. Within just a month.. Our miracle had began growing inside of me. It's the most amazing thing ever. Now, We have our little Bobo. He is the most precious little one. I promised God if I got pregnant I would give that baby back to him. I pray that our story given on more detail could touch someone. To realize God really is a God of second chances. A God of New Beginnings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1251651639279203861-6585131938318296548?l=jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/6585131938318296548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1251651639279203861&amp;postID=6585131938318296548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/6585131938318296548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1251651639279203861/posts/default/6585131938318296548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jojo-anewbeginning.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-of-second-chances.html' title='God of Second Chances'/><author><name>JoJo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M7hn-mbJbPU/SAph7Xg55cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_YWKcGACyw/S220/BoBo+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
