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		<title>By: jackie lipuma</title>
		<link>http://ramonamae.com/2007/baby-steps/comment-page-1/#comment-1752</link>
		<dc:creator>jackie lipuma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 22:48:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love the rock and stream analogy - it really reflects what life&#039;s path should look like.  And it reminds me of one of my husbands&#039;s favorite verses(which has since become one of mine) when God tells Abram &quot;to go to the land I will show you.&quot; (Genesis 12:1) God doesn&#039;t tell him where in the beginning, hence we walk, or step, by faith.  I like what Jen said up above too, it&#039;s  not necessarily, not even usually, what rock to step on, but that we raise that foot - in faith and by the Holy Spirit.  We know the sound of God&#039;s voice - it can&#039;t speak anything but His character reflecting His attributes.  You are never out of God&#039;s presence Jane - and it shows.

Ramona Mae, you have huge eyes and lovely long lashes - are you flirting with us?

Much love,
Jackie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the rock and stream analogy &#8211; it really reflects what life&#8217;s path should look like.  And it reminds me of one of my husbands&#8217;s favorite verses(which has since become one of mine) when God tells Abram &#8220;to go to the land I will show you.&#8221; (Genesis 12:1) God doesn&#8217;t tell him where in the beginning, hence we walk, or step, by faith.  I like what Jen said up above too, it&#8217;s  not necessarily, not even usually, what rock to step on, but that we raise that foot &#8211; in faith and by the Holy Spirit.  We know the sound of God&#8217;s voice &#8211; it can&#8217;t speak anything but His character reflecting His attributes.  You are never out of God&#8217;s presence Jane &#8211; and it shows.</p>
<p>Ramona Mae, you have huge eyes and lovely long lashes &#8211; are you flirting with us?</p>
<p>Much love,<br />
Jackie</p>
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		<title>By: Molly Pope</title>
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		<dc:creator>Molly Pope</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 00:14:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You got it right girl, baby steps.  Makes me think of one of my favorite movies - What About Bob?  You know it?  &quot;Baby steps&quot; becomes his mantra...  (I also love his shirt he wears on vacation - &quot;don&#039;t hassle me, I&#039;m local&quot; but that doesn&#039;t have anything to do with this.)

Your girl is such a cutie.  Her, and your family&#039;s, path is unfolding slowly, just as it should be.  

Love,
Molly</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You got it right girl, baby steps.  Makes me think of one of my favorite movies &#8211; What About Bob?  You know it?  &#8220;Baby steps&#8221; becomes his mantra&#8230;  (I also love his shirt he wears on vacation &#8211; &#8220;don&#8217;t hassle me, I&#8217;m local&#8221; but that doesn&#8217;t have anything to do with this.)</p>
<p>Your girl is such a cutie.  Her, and your family&#8217;s, path is unfolding slowly, just as it should be.  </p>
<p>Love,<br />
Molly</p>
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		<title>By: wayne</title>
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		<dc:creator>wayne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 20:36:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Ramona, Sweet Pea, you are so beautiful...to me!  Looking forward to holding you and maybe coaxing a smile or two from you AND Simon.  Tell him I&#039;m on my way..

Love,
PAPA</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Ramona, Sweet Pea, you are so beautiful&#8230;to me!  Looking forward to holding you and maybe coaxing a smile or two from you AND Simon.  Tell him I&#8217;m on my way..</p>
<p>Love,<br />
PAPA</p>
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		<title>By: kriss</title>
		<link>http://ramonamae.com/2007/baby-steps/comment-page-1/#comment-1747</link>
		<dc:creator>kriss</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 20:15:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s impossible to believe one so beautiful could be sick in any way. I guess we look around us and think that all the time. Yet, pretty much each soul around us is choosing their rocks, navigating the ladder, making a mostly private pilgrimage across the broken earth. I&#039;m glad to be traveling with you, Jane, and Mona. I hope there&#039;s some rest in today.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s impossible to believe one so beautiful could be sick in any way. I guess we look around us and think that all the time. Yet, pretty much each soul around us is choosing their rocks, navigating the ladder, making a mostly private pilgrimage across the broken earth. I&#8217;m glad to be traveling with you, Jane, and Mona. I hope there&#8217;s some rest in today.</p>
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		<title>By: Val</title>
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		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 19:05:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Jane,

You&#039;ve been in my prayers since your post yesterday.  I love your honesty, and this latest analogy.  It&#039;s beautiful.  Am glad you are feeling more peace today.  It is one step at a time, isn&#039;t it?  Thank you for that reminder.  

Love, Val</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Jane,</p>
<p>You&#8217;ve been in my prayers since your post yesterday.  I love your honesty, and this latest analogy.  It&#8217;s beautiful.  Am glad you are feeling more peace today.  It is one step at a time, isn&#8217;t it?  Thank you for that reminder.  </p>
<p>Love, Val</p>
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		<title>By: Sue</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 18:30:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello dear Jane,

Remember Noel, a.k.a. &quot;Pray for those in space&quot; Noel? He&#039;s the one I first heard say, &quot;Do the next best thing&quot;.

That idea, that concept, helps me appreciate the precious moments I have been given today. It&#039;s so easy to extrapolate to infinity, to assume I know how things ought to be or will be. I&#039;m sure I&#039;ve wasted time &amp; energy feeding those assumptions, &amp; at my age, I don&#039;t want to waste no more!

Dear Ramona looks comely to my eyes! Lots of love to all!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello dear Jane,</p>
<p>Remember Noel, a.k.a. &#8220;Pray for those in space&#8221; Noel? He&#8217;s the one I first heard say, &#8220;Do the next best thing&#8221;.</p>
<p>That idea, that concept, helps me appreciate the precious moments I have been given today. It&#8217;s so easy to extrapolate to infinity, to assume I know how things ought to be or will be. I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ve wasted time &#038; energy feeding those assumptions, &#038; at my age, I don&#8217;t want to waste no more!</p>
<p>Dear Ramona looks comely to my eyes! Lots of love to all!</p>
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		<title>By: Vivian Smith</title>
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		<dc:creator>Vivian Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 15:45:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jane:
Thank you for sharing your memories of Rostropovich - both my daughter and son-in-law are taking cello lessons so I will share this with them.
Read this today and thought it might help you in your very difficult journey
Time passes, Life happens. Distance seo\parates. Children grow up. Jobs come and go. Love waxes and wanes. Men don&#039;t always do what they&#039;re supposed todo. Hearts break. Parents die. Colleagues forget favors. Careers end. BUT - Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley&#039;s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley&#039;s end. Sometimes they will even break the rules and walk beside you, or come in and carry you out.Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters -in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, mothers, grandmothers, aunts, nieces, cousins and extended family all bless our life. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead, nor did we know how much we would need each othetr. Every day, we need each other still. There are more than 20 angels in this world; 10 are peacefully sleeping on clouds, 9 are playing, and one is reading her e-0mail at this moment.
Love and peace, Vivian (friend of Sue&#039;s)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jane:<br />
Thank you for sharing your memories of Rostropovich &#8211; both my daughter and son-in-law are taking cello lessons so I will share this with them.<br />
Read this today and thought it might help you in your very difficult journey<br />
Time passes, Life happens. Distance seo\parates. Children grow up. Jobs come and go. Love waxes and wanes. Men don&#8217;t always do what they&#8217;re supposed todo. Hearts break. Parents die. Colleagues forget favors. Careers end. BUT &#8211; Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley&#8217;s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley&#8217;s end. Sometimes they will even break the rules and walk beside you, or come in and carry you out.Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters -in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, mothers, grandmothers, aunts, nieces, cousins and extended family all bless our life. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead, nor did we know how much we would need each othetr. Every day, we need each other still. There are more than 20 angels in this world; 10 are peacefully sleeping on clouds, 9 are playing, and one is reading her e-0mail at this moment.<br />
Love and peace, Vivian (friend of Sue&#8217;s)</p>
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		<title>By: anne</title>
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		<dc:creator>anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 15:42:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>well said, jane.  I remember you sharing the ladder story before and thinking it was profound and true ... thank you for reminding me of it.  I am glad you have peace today.  

love you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>well said, jane.  I remember you sharing the ladder story before and thinking it was profound and true &#8230; thank you for reminding me of it.  I am glad you have peace today.  </p>
<p>love you.</p>
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		<title>By: Suzanne Padilla</title>
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		<dc:creator>Suzanne Padilla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 14:15:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jane and Andy,

I read this the other day ... 

&quot;Nobody trips over mountains.  It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble.  Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jane and Andy,</p>
<p>I read this the other day &#8230; </p>
<p>&#8220;Nobody trips over mountains.  It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble.  Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain&#8221; </p>
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		<title>By: Jen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 14:11:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jane,

 I didn&#039;t get to respond to yesterdays post from you before I read this one.  I am glad you sound like you are in a better frame of mind. I can&#039;t imagine what it takes right now for you to hold it together and find a moment to be still and listen to God&#039;s still small voice.  Moment to moment - life can be when faced with complex circumstances.  A wise Mom told me when I thought I was loosing my ability to keep it together and care for my kids and my marriage and self, &#039;Just do the next thing.&#039;  Sometimes It isn&#039;t the next rock but just picking up your foot from the one you are currently on.  
I admire you, I love you and I wish I was there to hug you and walk with you through it.  
My love goes with you
Jen</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jane,</p>
<p> I didn&#8217;t get to respond to yesterdays post from you before I read this one.  I am glad you sound like you are in a better frame of mind. I can&#8217;t imagine what it takes right now for you to hold it together and find a moment to be still and listen to God&#8217;s still small voice.  Moment to moment &#8211; life can be when faced with complex circumstances.  A wise Mom told me when I thought I was loosing my ability to keep it together and care for my kids and my marriage and self, &#8216;Just do the next thing.&#8217;  Sometimes It isn&#8217;t the next rock but just picking up your foot from the one you are currently on.<br />
I admire you, I love you and I wish I was there to hug you and walk with you through it.<br />
My love goes with you<br />
Jen</p>
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