<?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-7524873018648570465</id><updated>2011-09-26T12:29:27.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renee Marie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-727937514418086217</id><published>2010-12-26T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:05:43.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Review</title><content type='html'>Well since it's been about a year since my last post I figured I should do an update of what happened in 2010 (so I can remember later down the road mostly...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really blessed to be able to travel a lot this year. I went on numerous trips to Nebraska (my friend Kristy's wedding, meeting my new nephew Logan, 4th of July, Labor Day, Thanksgiving, and Christmas), Cancun, MX and Orlando, FL for vacations with my parents, Oregon to visit Brittney, Guadalajara, MX for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newfrontiers &lt;/span&gt;Fiesta conference, and Dallas, TX to cheer on the Huskers at the Big 12 Conference Championship game. I'm so thankful that I've been able to see as much as I have this year and visit so many amazing people. I also had a few visitors here in St. Louis this year. My parents visited in February for Mardi Gras, my grandparents stopped to see me on their way home from Florida in March, Nicole and Laura came for Easter, and my mom came for my birthday in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here in St. Louis are going really well. In May I moved into a house with two good friends and we're loving it. We've enjoyed having people over often for different social events and we were also able to host a weekly church small group here for a few months. For my job I've completed a full year of conference planning with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newfrontiers &lt;/span&gt;USA and I'm really loving it. My role changed a bit in July of this year when I started doing finances for Jubilee Church as well. I would have never thought that I would be a conference coordinator/finance manager, but it worked out to be exactly the right job for me. God continues to grow me and knit me together with the Jubilee Church family as I become more involved in what is happening here. I am passionate about seeing people come to Jesus here in St. Louis and love to see my church getting out in the community and serving the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see what the new year brings! I don't even try to guess what direction my life will go next as I've been surprised so far by where God has brought me. I know that things will only get better from here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next yearly update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-727937514418086217?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/727937514418086217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=727937514418086217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/727937514418086217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/727937514418086217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-review.html' title='2010 Review'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-8197066465900393176</id><published>2009-12-29T01:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:28:28.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon</title><content type='html'>I'm laying awake tonight laughing and crying, replaying a lifetime of memories in my head. My little dog Cinnamon died last night (12/27) just before midnight at an age I can't even recall, as we stopped counting a while ago. He was mischievous from the start. They said it was the bichon in him. I remember learning quickly to always close my bedroom door or I'd come in to find the room in complete disarray. That might have been where he won the name shithead, but I can't be completely sure. That name ended up carrying on through the rest of his life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a lucky dog. He traveled several times a year to Colorado, relaxing at the cabin and going on hikes through the mountains. Sometimes when his little legs got tired dad would prop him up on his shoulders like a lamb or hold him with one arm like a parrot. We were always nervous he'd turn into bear food one of those trips, but luckily that was not the case. An animal he did experience during one trip to Colorado though was the cow. He managed to get out of the car when we were stopped once and started chasing the cows around the pasture. With the grass so long and Cin-dog so little, when dad chased after him it looked like dad was the one chasing cows. We all had a good laugh from the car and of course didn't help dad out, as it was too funny to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking to myself that it seems so silly to sit here and cry and reminisce about a dog. I mean, I know he was just a dog, but after 15+ years of my life, he became a friend and a companion. You know you find yourself talking to your dog when it's just the two of you, don't lie. They're nice to talk to and good company. :) I think the reason why death is so difficult (in any form), something that a good friend reminded me of today, is that we were not originally made to experience death. Before sin entered the world, there was no death or pain. There's hope though, because through the death of Jesus we've been given eternal life on a "new earth" where "&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-31042"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." (Revelation 21:4) I know the only way to be freed from this everlasting pain and death is through following Jesus and I rest assured in that promise.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-8197066465900393176?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/8197066465900393176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=8197066465900393176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/8197066465900393176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/8197066465900393176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/12/cinnamon.html' title='Cinnamon'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-1063464496542175206</id><published>2009-10-08T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:57:33.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing St. Louis</title><content type='html'>I had a great time this past weekend! Mom and dad came to St. Louis to visit. They had never been here before, so I wanted to make sure they saw as much as possible! I think we fit most of it in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning they arrived and we checked into the &lt;a href="http://www.omnihotels.com/FindAHotel/StLouisMajestic.aspx"&gt;Omni Hotel&lt;/a&gt;. I have a few friends from church who work there and they took really good care of us! After checking in we headed off for lunch downtown at &lt;a href="http://www.calecos.com/"&gt;Caleco's&lt;/a&gt; and then to the &lt;a href="http://stlouis.cardinals.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=stl"&gt;Cardinals &lt;/a&gt;game. The game was a lot of fun (even though we lost)! It was great to see one of the last games of the season before the Cards headed into the playoffs. We walked from the stadium through &lt;a href="http://www.tastestl.com"&gt;Taste of St. Louis&lt;/a&gt; (getting some free &lt;a href="http://www.schlafly.com/"&gt;Schlafly's&lt;/a&gt; on our way through) and on to &lt;a href="http://www.stlouisunionstation.com/info/memories.cfm"&gt;Union Station&lt;/a&gt;. We then headed to my house for my parents to meet everyone I live with and to see my place. Then we headed off to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we got up early for a great breakfast at the hotel and headed off to church. It was really important to have my parents with me at &lt;a href="http://www.jubileestl.org/city"&gt;Jubilee &lt;/a&gt;and to see what I'm so involved in here. So many people approached us to meet my parents, it was great! I am surrounded by people who love me. The rest of the day my parents really blessed me! We spent the whole day fixing things around the house (well mostly my dad fixed things, my mom and I were around for moral support!) I love that my parents model such a servant's heart that I can follow. After working so hard all day, I took them to Schlafly's Bottleworks for some good St. Louis food and beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was our last day together. We headed off to the &lt;a href="http://www.gatewayarch.com/Arch/info/arch.top.aspx"&gt;arch &lt;/a&gt;(of course!) and took the "Journey to the Top." I haven't been up in the arch for almost 10 years so it was really fun to do that again and see the city from such a great view! From there we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.anheuser-busch.com/breweryMO.html"&gt;Anheuser-Busch Brewery&lt;/a&gt; to take the tour. What a beautiful place! I had no idea it was that large, and it was great to see the Clydesdale horses. After the tour, we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.gooeylouiecake.com/"&gt;Gooey Louie's&lt;/a&gt; to pick up some St. Louis Gooey Butter Cake for mom and dad to take home and share with people there. Then we spent the rest of our time before their flight eating dinner and shopping (mom and I HAD to shop while we were together!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thankful that my parents made the trip out here! I can't wait for them to come again so we can experience even more of St. Louis together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-1063464496542175206?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/1063464496542175206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=1063464496542175206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/1063464496542175206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/1063464496542175206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/10/seeing-st-louis.html' title='Seeing St. Louis'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-8394977565548882287</id><published>2009-07-10T22:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:42:16.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lately I've been doing a LOT of driving for various vacations. Therefore, I've had a lot of time alone in the car to think, pray, and listen to music. On one of these travels I was listening to a particular song that stood out to me. Ok, don't judge me, but I was listening to the Camp Rock Soundtrack and the song "This is Me" really hit me. Here are the lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've always been the kind of girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; That hid my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; So afraid to tell the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; What I've got to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; But I have this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Right inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I'm gonna let it show, it's time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; To let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; To let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; This is real, this is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Gonna let the light, shine on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Now I've found, who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; There's no way to hold it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; No more hiding who I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; This is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Do you know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; To feel so in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; To dream about a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Where you're the shining star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Even though it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Like it's too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I have to believe in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; It's the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;You're the voice I hear inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; The reason that I'm singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I need to find you, I gotta find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; You're the missing piece I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; The song inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I need to find you, I gotta find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am so excited for this season of my life and am confident in who God has made me to be. I feel like I'm finally happy with the "now" and am not waiting for what comes next to be content. I'm happy to live in St. Louis, work for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newfrontiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, and be following an amazing God. I've found a great church family at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.jubileestl.org/"&gt;Jubilee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, am blessed with amazing friends, and am just overall enjoying life. It's so great to see that when I follow what God has for my life, I am filled with joy! I know I can only have this kind of confidence through Christ, because I am capable of nothing on my own. I'm so thankful that God has brought me here and I'm excited to see where else life takes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls." 1 Peter 1:8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-8394977565548882287?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/8394977565548882287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=8394977565548882287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/8394977565548882287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/8394977565548882287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-me.html' title='This is Me'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-4719014745448142534</id><published>2009-03-12T14:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:22:56.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This has been a very eventful week with lots of new and exciting changes happening. On Monday, I started a new job that I will be working in addition to my FYT internship. I am now working in an after school program with the &lt;a href="http://www.hhbgc.org/"&gt;Herbert Hoover Boys and Girls Club&lt;/a&gt; Monday-Friday. I work with mostly Kindergarten through 3rd graders helping them with their homework and then being a supervisor during their organized activities with the Boys and Girls club, like gym and arts and crafts. It's a great program to keep kids safe and out of trouble after school and also convey to them the importance of education. I have had a lot of fun meeting new people outside of the church, since that is usually where I spend a lot of time and the kids are pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny story from my experiences this week. I noticed that one of my students was being consoled by the teacher I was working with and wondered what was wrong. A few minutes later, that same student was sitting in line with the rest of the kids and just would not stop crying. I sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong. He was so overcome by tears he couldn't respond to me and his friends told me that he was crying because his "aunt" died. His little friends couldn't understand why he was so sad so I tried to explain to them that this was very serious and that he had lost a member of his family. The boys looked at me and said, I don't see why it's such a big deal...can't he just get another one? I was so confused by this point. Then the boys told me that it wasn't his auntie who had died, but his ant. The little boy had a pet ant and I guess he just found out that it had died. It was so hard to not laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting thing that happened this week was that I interviewed with &lt;a href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newfrontiers&lt;/span&gt; USA&lt;/a&gt; and was offered a position as the new conference coordinator and personal assistant to &lt;a href="http://johnlanferman.blogspot.com/"&gt;John Lanferman&lt;/a&gt;, our USA apostalic leader. Shannon, who is currently in this position, is having a baby this year, so I get to take over for her starting this summer. This is such a blessing to be offered this job and I am thrilled to get to stay in St. Louis and work with the amazing office staff I already see every day. God is so good to provide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-4719014745448142534?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/4719014745448142534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=4719014745448142534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4719014745448142534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4719014745448142534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/03/eventful-week.html' title='Eventful Week'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-1159899811480239191</id><published>2009-03-12T14:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:47:40.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grudem's Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hey friends! The St. Louis FYT made another video! We've been doing some pretty extensive theological training this year, and it has overwhelmed us to the point of singing the blues. Hope you enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f5b401794899c4d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5b401794899c4d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61D732F654A89E74735C812B4B9F6816564A8B66.813924624962FBD55657402AB0EF6071FC13D64B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5b401794899c4d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD_DrGvVKz14Yr92vB1j_KWLsLyo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5b401794899c4d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61D732F654A89E74735C812B4B9F6816564A8B66.813924624962FBD55657402AB0EF6071FC13D64B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5b401794899c4d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD_DrGvVKz14Yr92vB1j_KWLsLyo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/7524873018648570465-1159899811480239191?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f5b401794899c4d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/1159899811480239191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=1159899811480239191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/1159899811480239191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/1159899811480239191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/03/grudems-blues.html' title='Grudem&apos;s Blues'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-5568173340749791707</id><published>2009-02-10T18:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:46:55.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Louis Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the past few months, the Year Team in Saint Louis got to work on making a video about the city. It was a great time for us to see the city ourselves since moving here and find out what makes this place so great. I know that just driving around the city taking footage grew my heart for this place and made me want to see even more people here come to know the Lord. Along with seeing the great attractions of Saint Louis, we also experienced seeing the impoverished side of the city with traveling through East Saint Louis and going downtown and through different lower income neighborhoods. There is a great need in this city in a practical and a spiritual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Year Team here is going to be doing more city outreach on a weekly basis to help this great city. We've been working at a local elementary school helping with whatever they need. It may seem small, but any act you can do in your local community helps so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out our video on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOtiYO1iHR4"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;. Even if you're not in Saint Louis, maybe it will grow your love for the city you're in now and inspire you to help in some way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-5568173340749791707?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/5568173340749791707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=5568173340749791707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/5568173340749791707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/5568173340749791707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/02/saint-louis-video_10.html' title='Saint Louis Video'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-3131378489002887510</id><published>2009-01-20T23:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:26:49.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the STL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I'm back in St. Louis and it's been a busy, but amazing last week. Anna and I arrived last Saturday and picked up our newest member of our Year Team, Kate, from the airport where she flew in from England. We've had so much fun getting to know her and she fits in perfectly with our already formed team. Poor Elijah now has 3 girls he gets to work with every day. Hopefully we don't drive him too crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Soon after arriving in St. Louis, we started a week of training with all the year teamers from the states. We had 15 of us in all from Oregon, Georgia, and Missouri who would meet every day to worship, pray, listen to speakers, and bond with one another. The United States year team this year consists of 11 girls and 4 guys so we got to have all 11 of us girls staying at Anna and I's house. I thought with that many girls in one place it would be crazy and hectic, but it worked really well! We didn't have any drama and everyone got a hot shower when they wanted one so I'd say that's pretty successful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God taught me a lot through this past week of training and then into the weekend with our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.mobiliseusa.org/"&gt;Mobilise &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;conference. I have been stressing a lot about what I want to do with my next year of my life and God answered a lot of my questions. I know now that I will be staying in St. Louis for this next year and have a desire to work with the college group here to see them grow in their lives with God. God also this past week instilled a zeal for Him that I've never experienced before. I just have so much excitment for reading the Bible and drawing closer to God than I've ever had. This is a huge blessing, because I've struggled with the desire to read my Bible most of my life. God is so faithful to change our hearts when we're willing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One last thing that I really took from this weekend was a heart for people who don't know God. God started to put specific people on my heart to pray for. Two things really stuck out to me in this conversation I had with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just share what God has done in your own life. Sharing your faith can be scary, but it doesn't have to be hard. Just be faithful to be honest with the people around you and God will shine out of you and your story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Plead for their lives in prayer. I was reminded of Abraham pleading for God to spare Sodom because his nephew Lot lived there (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=genesis%2018:16-19:29;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Genesis 18:16-19:29&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;). After Abraham spoke with God, God "brought Lot out of the catastrophe that overthrew the cities where Lot had lived" (Gen. 19:29). Prayer is so important. Plead for your friends in prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This year has started out so good! I'm so excited to see what God does with the rest of 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-3131378489002887510?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/3131378489002887510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=3131378489002887510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3131378489002887510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3131378489002887510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-stl.html' title='Back in the STL'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-6025616742495714340</id><published>2009-01-06T08:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:47:27.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Christmas Break has been a great time with family and friends and a great time to relax. I got about 3 weeks off from my internship in St. Louis, so I had a lot of time to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was pretty low key this year. My family traveled a couple hours to Grand Island, Nebraska to have Christmas celebrations with my mom's side of the family, but we did not make the trip to Texas this year like usual to see my dad's side. We'll be traveling there at the end of January to see cousin Brooke get married, so we decided to not go for Christmas. Along with the light traveling, gifts seemed simpler this year too. I loved how our time together was focused on just that, spending time together, instead of worrying about buying extravagant gifts. I guess good things can come from a bad economy when it forces you to slow down and simplify life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week of New Years I decided to spend with friends in Kansas City. It was great to see college friends from &lt;a href="http://www.nwmissouri.edu/"&gt;Northwest &lt;/a&gt;as well as friends from &lt;a href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/cms/"&gt;Newfrontiers&lt;/a&gt;. It was fun to catch up with everyone and see what they had been up to these past few months since we had all seen each other. New Years Eve consisted of good food and a lot of Wii. We all had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being with friends and family, I've just been doing a lot of reading and relaxing. I read through &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilight.html"&gt;Twilight &lt;/a&gt;again and have also been reading through the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;Psalms&lt;/a&gt;. The Psalms have been so good! Very uplifting and easy to read through. They were just what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I start my 3 day journey back to St. Louis, stopping in Ft. Scott, KS and Kansas City on the way to visit friends. My time at home has been great, but it will be nice to get a regular schedule back when I return to St. Louis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-6025616742495714340?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/6025616742495714340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=6025616742495714340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6025616742495714340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6025616742495714340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-4526037654601580723</id><published>2008-12-19T09:41:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:47:56.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story in Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The other day, a group of us went to a grown up playground called the City Museum. The following video tells a story in song about that night. Enjoy the creative genius of the St. Louis FYT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da5d41876aaddf77" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda5d41876aaddf77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15EEA91E3CD95B9517A352C2261D56AA0401D86C.3B52A1AA5E7BCD269538F083885DD0FC6D8201EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda5d41876aaddf77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di0_YfYBRPQ36PGNLXXYotkiYZXY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda5d41876aaddf77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15EEA91E3CD95B9517A352C2261D56AA0401D86C.3B52A1AA5E7BCD269538F083885DD0FC6D8201EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda5d41876aaddf77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di0_YfYBRPQ36PGNLXXYotkiYZXY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-4526037654601580723?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da5d41876aaddf77&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/4526037654601580723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=4526037654601580723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4526037654601580723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4526037654601580723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/12/story-in-song.html' title='A Story in Song'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-4119544884711184833</id><published>2008-12-07T21:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:48:13.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 360</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've heard the Christmas story every year since I was born. After a while, I started to tune out because it was the same story over and over. I forgot how amazing the story was. It's gripping. A virgin gets pregnant, angels appear, the Savior of the world is born in a stable and laid in dirty hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubilee Church is doing a 3 week series called Christmas 360. It looks at the Christmas story from the perspective of The Shepherds, King Herod, and Joseph. It was great to hear the first installment this morning and get a new, fresh perspective on the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to check out Christmas 360 by either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jubileestl.org/current_series.php"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;listening online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; or visiting us at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jubileestl.org/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;Jubilee Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the next 2 Sunday mornings if you live in the St. Louis area. Get a fresh perspective. Give the Christmas story another chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-4119544884711184833?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/4119544884711184833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=4119544884711184833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4119544884711184833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/4119544884711184833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-360.html' title='Christmas 360'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-6231770415098031237</id><published>2008-11-21T17:43:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:48:46.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things I Love About The FYT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSt_gt0n88I/AAAAAAAAACw/fGuOFj0HE0Y/s1600-h/iphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272447988800156610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSt_gt0n88I/AAAAAAAAACw/fGuOFj0HE0Y/s320/iphoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSt_gt0n88I/AAAAAAAAACw/fGuOFj0HE0Y/s1600-h/iphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;(FYI, FYT = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/cms/index.php/training/6-usa-training/17-frontier-year-team"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;Frontier Year Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Taking pictures in Photo Booth on our Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jam Sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Good convos in the Roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Trying to read in the Roy and having at least one of us burst out in laughter so that none of us actually get anything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Spontaneous games of Foosball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Worshiping together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Meeting with amazing women of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Trying to get every visitor who comes to the building to come down to play foosball and then beating them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sleepovers with Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dinner times at the Hein Household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Spending an 8 hour work day together, eating dinner with each other, and then hanging out till midnight. Those are good days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12. Making impromptu videos on the Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;13. Singing out hearts out to the Lion King Soundtrack on every road trip we take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come as the year goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272447478138161106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSt_C_dUR9I/AAAAAAAAACo/dnLN5Xyvg_A/s320/iphoto2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-6231770415098031237?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/6231770415098031237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=6231770415098031237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6231770415098031237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6231770415098031237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-i-love-about-fyt.html' title='The Things I Love About The FYT'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSt_gt0n88I/AAAAAAAAACw/fGuOFj0HE0Y/s72-c/iphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-6391159275548201058</id><published>2008-11-04T13:19:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:49:05.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Put your hand in front of your face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;These last couple of days I've been really stressing over the fact that I don't know what the next year of my life will bring. Will I get a job teaching? Where should I live? Who will I marry? I expressed these frustrations to my mentor here, and she told me to stick my hand in front of my face. It seemed a bit odd, but I respect her, so I listened. She told me that the distance from my eyes to my hand was all I knew. God has given us today and that's all we need to worry about. I believe that God speaks and He directs my life, so why am I worried? God will reveal to us what He wants us to do next, we just need to focus on today and make sure we are living today as we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends lost her Grandpa this past week. &lt;a href="http://alexandbreeraymond.blogspot.com/2008/11/sent-him-home.html"&gt;Her blog about his life and death&lt;/a&gt; really spoke to me. I want to look back on my life and be able to say that "I fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith" (2 Timothy 4:7). I want to help people, to reach out and show them the love of Jesus. I can do that no matter where I live and no matter what job I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to trust that God has a plan for my life and let tomorrow worry about itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 7:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future'" Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-6391159275548201058?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/6391159275548201058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=6391159275548201058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6391159275548201058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/6391159275548201058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-last-couple-of-days-ive-been.html' title='Put your hand in front of your face...'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-3443023311284407574</id><published>2008-10-13T10:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:29:36.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Joplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405495491405090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSCwYTBBpSI/AAAAAAAAABo/HOKu_62MM6w/s320/fytcanoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I spent the last week in Joplin, MO for a week of training and it was amazing. It was great to see the other young people who are doing this same internship as me from around the state of Missouri. We grew a lot in our friendships over the week and had some great times of worship and intense conversations. It was a long week, but I would say everyone came away with a deeper understanding of God and themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the weekend about 70 other college aged people joined us and we went out to serve the community. The Joplin area was hit with a tornado in May and there were still some families who needed a bunch of help rebuilding and clearing debris on their property. Where I went we spent all day just cutting up fallen trees and hauling them to either a pile of firewood or a pile of brush. The property we were on was out in the country and from what it looks like had a good sized forest behind their house. We estimated that we cut up 25 trees in the time we were there and still did not completely clear this family's property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived I got to have a great conversation with the woman who owned the house. She told me the story about that day the tornado hit and I was amazed at the fact that her and her family survived, let alone that their house was still even half there. Even if she didn't realize it, God was definitely there. She told me things like "I don't know why, but I just had a feeling that the roof was going to collapse in a certain area, so I yelled to my cousin to move to a different room and sure enough a tree fell right where she had been and the roof caved in." She also told me about how they hadn't gone to the basement (the place where you would normally go in a tornado), but stayed upstairs, and that actually saved their lives. I guess a door had been blown in downstairs and if they had gone down there the suction would have pulled them from the house and into the storm. Things like that aren't a coincidence. God was moving there and he was saving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back in St. Louis and into the flow of normality once again. I hope that I can remember God's power in what He displayed through those storms now in the every day and apply all I have learned this past week to my life here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269406055326774034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSCw44kLcxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/j1vMmy5qEEg/s320/stlfyt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-3443023311284407574?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/3443023311284407574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=3443023311284407574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3443023311284407574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3443023311284407574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-spent-last-week-in-joplin-mo-for-week.html' title='Week in Joplin'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSCwYTBBpSI/AAAAAAAAABo/HOKu_62MM6w/s72-c/fytcanoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524873018648570465.post-3056747896471799310</id><published>2008-10-08T14:04:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:27:34.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I graduated from &lt;a href="http://www.nwmissouri.edu/"&gt;Northwest Missouri State University &lt;/a&gt;in May and from there decided to go into a 9 month training program called &lt;a href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/cms/index.php/training/6-usa-training/17-frontier-year-team"&gt;Frontier Year Team &lt;/a&gt;through a family of churches called &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.newfrontiersusa.org/cms/"&gt;Newfrontiers&lt;/a&gt;. Now I'm living in St. Louis, MO with a great couple Seth and Shannon who are a part of the church family here and a fellow Year Teamer Anna. I've had a blast living in the city, but I do miss the rural setting from time to time. I realized that even after a month in the city you forget the stars. I'm currently spending the week in Joplin, MO for training and last night I looked up and was just blown away by the stars. I forget sometimes that God doesn't need us. Creation alone reveals how great He is, but He chooses to use us to bring people to Himself. I want to be used, I want to be a part of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422859323680210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSDALAVPpdI/AAAAAAAAACA/2r0lMzz8HMg/s320/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524873018648570465-3056747896471799310?l=renee-scott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/feeds/3056747896471799310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524873018648570465&amp;postID=3056747896471799310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3056747896471799310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524873018648570465/posts/default/3056747896471799310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-scott.blogspot.com/2008/10/remember-stars.html' title='Remember the Stars'/><author><name>Renee Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07416859360938031666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/TDYxzVy6gSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x6mR3cFLRlY/S220/Renee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBrC72Yi340/SSDALAVPpdI/AAAAAAAAACA/2r0lMzz8HMg/s72-c/DSC01886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
