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<channel><title><![CDATA[Mountain Momma Rising - Angie\'s Blogs]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs]]></link><description><![CDATA[Angie\'s Blogs]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2026 07:39:31 -0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Leave it on the Altar!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/leave-it-on-the-altar]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/leave-it-on-the-altar#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 11 Dec 2024 02:11:24 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/leave-it-on-the-altar</guid><description><![CDATA[	#element-25dd7520-b131-414d-afdb-8a1bf623eda3 .colored-box-content {  clear: both;  float: left;  width: 100%;  -moz-box-sizing: border-box;  -webkit-box-sizing: border-box;  -ms-box-sizing: border-box;  box-sizing: border-box;  background-color: #8c9d8a;  padding-top: 20px;  padding-bottom: 20px;  padding-left: 20px;  padding-right: 20px;  -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-top-left-radius: 0px;  border-top-left-radius: 0px;  -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-to [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="543224524679350587"><div><style type="text/css">	#element-25dd7520-b131-414d-afdb-8a1bf623eda3 .colored-box-content {  clear: both;  float: left;  width: 100%;  -moz-box-sizing: border-box;  -webkit-box-sizing: border-box;  -ms-box-sizing: border-box;  box-sizing: border-box;  background-color: #8c9d8a;  padding-top: 20px;  padding-bottom: 20px;  padding-left: 20px;  padding-right: 20px;  -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-top-left-radius: 0px;  border-top-left-radius: 0px;  -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-top-right-radius: 0px;  border-top-right-radius: 0px;  -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 0px;  border-bottom-left-radius: 0px;  -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;  border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;}</style><div id="element-25dd7520-b131-414d-afdb-8a1bf623eda3" data-platform-element-id="848857247979793891-1.0.1" class="platform-element-contents">	<div class="colored-box">    <div class="colored-box-content">        <div style="width: auto"><div></div><div class="paragraph"><font color="#2a2a2a"><span>Leave it on the Altar! <br /><br />&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Praying for my children is one of the hardest and greatest lessons that I have ever had to learn. I found it very hard to lay them on the altar and walk away. Oh, I done what I thought was right by having each one dedicated soon after they were born. I gave them back to their creator and vowed to never interfere between them and whatever God called them to do, but to be truthful I didn&rsquo;t hold up my end of the vow exactly. I didn&rsquo;t raise them biblically. Not as I should have.<br />&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I&nbsp; had to learn that no matter where I feel like I might&rsquo;ve been lacking in my experience as a mother, I never lacked in love...AND Love never fails! I realize the best place for my children was on the altar of my Lord. Praying earnestly that He take them and mold them into what He needed them to be. Yet, every time I turned away I thought about if the Lord knew them like I did&hellip;.. Only to remember Jeremiah 1:5 which that before He formed them in the womb, He knew them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Why did I feel I needed to tell Him anything? Psalm 139:13-14 teaches that He created their inner most being, they were knit together in my womb. They were fearfully and wonderfully made. Still, when I saw them going through things I would run back to that altar and pick them up and hold them in my arms crying out, "Lord, do You know what is happening?" Isaiah 49:16 They are inscribed on the palms of His hands; and their walls are continually before Him. He knows what&rsquo;s happening!&nbsp;<br /> I have learned to leave them on the altar. To truly turn them over to Him. To walk out PHILIPPIANS 4:6-7 And not be anxious about anything, but to pray and ask God, and His peace which transcends all understanding, will guard my heart and mind. <br />&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He trusted me with these children and I have learned to trust them with my Lord. For this is his promise: ISAIAH 54:13<strong> &ldquo;All your children will be taught by the Lord, and great will be their peace.&rdquo; <br /><br /></strong>Hold on to that!<br /><br />Angelea&nbsp; Paugh</span></font><br /><br /></div></div>    </div></div></div><div style="clear:both;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[EAGLES]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/eagles]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/eagles#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2023 22:44:13 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/eagles</guid><description><![CDATA[	#element-4f868e8e-2620-404b-a7aa-753065d6b403 .colored-box-content {  clear: both;  float: left;  width: 100%;  -moz-box-sizing: border-box;  -webkit-box-sizing: border-box;  -ms-box-sizing: border-box;  box-sizing: border-box;  background-color: #a1a1a1; 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 -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;  -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;  border-bottom-right-radius: 0px;}</style><div id="element-4f868e8e-2620-404b-a7aa-753065d6b403" data-platform-element-id="848857247979793891-1.0.1" class="platform-element-contents">	<div class="colored-box">    <div class="colored-box-content">        <div style="width: auto"><div></div><div class="paragraph"><font color="#2a2a2a"><strong><em><font size="5">It&rsquo;s the eagle that teaches her young&nbsp;<br />By removing the comfort from the nest<br />She then teaches them how to fly&nbsp;<br />By pushing them towards their best<br /><br /><br />This eagle which flies alone<br />The highest of any other bird<br />Soars way out above the mountain top<br />Up where our prayers are heard<br /><br /><br />This symbol of power and freedom&nbsp;<br />Transcends over the coming rain&nbsp;<br />There&rsquo;s strength above the storm<br />There&rsquo;s healing for all the pain<br /><br /><br />Eagles covet their young in life<br />Pushing them above the line<br />While they stare straight into the sun<br />To intercede among the divine<br /><br /><br />Though we see them soaring golden<br />They do not know their worth<br />But to be sure it is the eagles<br />Lifting the veil above the earth.<br /><br /><br />Angelea Paugh<br />9-28-21</font></em></strong><br /><br /><font size="4">&#8203;</font></font></div></div>    </div></div></div><div style="clear:both;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[ANCIENT OF DAYS]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/ancient-of-days]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/ancient-of-days#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2022 17:02:41 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.mountainmommarising.com/angies-blogs/ancient-of-days</guid><description><![CDATA[	#element-2bde13ae-da8f-4dfa-b2c1-6fd0b92e7550 .colored-box-content {  clear: both; 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