<?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-508503283623578195</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:06:35.851-05:00</updated><category term='Mission trip'/><title type='text'>Jim Willison</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01039339388391372450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-508503283623578195.post-5834970411404281960</id><published>2007-06-04T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:37:44.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts of this bible story land (Iraq)</title><content type='html'>My first thought was we must have really upset our creator. To see this land the way he meant for it to look would just be unbelievable. I can only hope that some good is coming from this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;barron&lt;/span&gt; land they call the cradle of creation. We should not  ever take our great land of America for granite. When the bible tells us the story of the promise land I can only see what we have and that is a great promise from him. Sand storms, walking in soft and hard sand and they do it with no shoes on their feet. I don't see how the sheep and camels do any grazing. I must go I will add another blog soon.          Gods speed               In service for the King Jim Willison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/508503283623578195-5834970411404281960?l=jimwillison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/feeds/5834970411404281960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=508503283623578195&amp;postID=5834970411404281960' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/5834970411404281960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/5834970411404281960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-thoughts-of-this-bible-story-land.html' title='My thoughts of this bible story land (Iraq)'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01039339388391372450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-508503283623578195.post-5597734272229753478</id><published>2007-04-11T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:38:33.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever week it is I don't know anymore?</title><content type='html'>Well my training has been very intense and high speed from the last time we met at the old but yet some what unused blog. The date by virtue of looking at this wonder machine is  11 April 2007. I have done a lot of neat things in my 39 plus years but trying to play the role of an American fighting machine on the ground, when I was trained to be a flying fighting machine I learned real quick that at  an older age a flying fighting machine  just seams to be more graceful.  Well as some may know by now my wonderful family is being blessed with a gracious gift from God and him only I believe  that he can and does do the impossible my family is living proof of this message. As with life and it's cycle as we receive new gifts old ones may need to be taken. What I mean by this statement is that with good news sometimes comes bad news, let me set the sandbox up for you (sandbox) army term for laying out the plan or situation.  On 2 April 2007 as I sat in IED training&lt;br /&gt;the Lord keep running a vision of the most unbelievable thing I could ever imagine, hence  me  not&lt;br /&gt;picking up what he was laying down. When I got home from training that day I checked my email and Jenny had sent me an email that said "call as soon as possible". So  I went and ate my dinner and came back and called to get a full report. So here it goes, hang on it gets good. She asked me to think of the most unbelievable thing in the world. So I said the house blow up and left a big hole in the ground to put a basement in and build a new house. Her answer was not that at all. I'd like to add that it was a good thing that I was sitting on a sandbag. Her reply back was I'm  pregnant so I then understood the visions. Jenny said she went to the doctor and he told her she was 5 months along and heard a heart beat. Then came Wednesday she got a sonogram showing us our little one. Well everything is going well We got though that week then came Easter Sunday I called jenny that evening and then came the news I was not ready for at all she started crying so I asked her what was wrong  and she said my dog  had died  as she was crying  she said your dog really missed you. I told  her to not to be getting so upset it is not good for you or the baby in your womb.  We most learn to take the good with the bad that is how the lord would want us to do things believe in him and it will be. Some of you may say where are  those pictures from your last blog well lets try this again? Well that was of no luck I hope to have this figured out before I leave. In his all loving knowledge, Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/508503283623578195-5597734272229753478?l=jimwillison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/feeds/5597734272229753478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=508503283623578195&amp;postID=5597734272229753478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/5597734272229753478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/5597734272229753478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/2007/04/whatever-week-it-is-i-dont-know-anymore.html' title='Whatever week it is I don&apos;t know anymore?'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01039339388391372450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-508503283623578195.post-1498089751736536634</id><published>2007-03-09T00:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:23:53.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandsquid's Second week</title><content type='html'>Well I've just got to say the Army is taken good care in building me into a fighting Squid. I never thought I would see the day that I would have an understanding of Yance's service and drive but know I see where he got it . For my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nascar&lt;/span&gt; friends out there the race was a blast even if it was just to see Gordon lose in person. I'll attach photos. They also have my Company Charlie pictures. The second week was just gathering up our gear packing it all to ship south. We left Calif. Wednesday we flew Miami Air to Fort Bliss it was like before the post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/11 Days you flyer's know what I mean headphones and a movie real food meal and soda. The first day was more gear issue ( What does a sailor with three sea-bags, an Alice pack, camel back, and a CBR pack make? A pack mule or better known as blue to green) any questions just ask on my comments I'd love to answer them the best I could for you. For all my church family I sure do miss all of you. I hope the huggers are doing their job in my absents. I've got a good prayer group started here it started with four and has grown to sixteen in just one day over a week I praise the lord for that great gift of the holy spirit  I know my lord is working wonders with in my company. The  second or third day I can't  remember for sure they all run together we had a five mile hike with our gear and weapons  Everyone named their weapon mine is named in honor of a dear army friend of mine. Whom I can say sent the best weapon I could have with me the Lords word. Thank you brother. Here is my mailing address:&lt;br /&gt;AD1AW Donald J. Willison&lt;br /&gt;Fort Bliss Mobilization&amp;amp; Deployment Brigade&lt;br /&gt;McGregor Base Camp&lt;br /&gt;NPDB-3 BLDG 9408&lt;br /&gt;Fort bliss, TX.79916&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to send me mail anytime I'll do my best to keep in touch but this seems to work the best for me right now. Please post this address for all to see thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/508503283623578195-1498089751736536634?l=jimwillison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/feeds/1498089751736536634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=508503283623578195&amp;postID=1498089751736536634' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/1498089751736536634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/1498089751736536634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/2007/03/sandsquids-second-week.html' title='Sandsquid&apos;s Second week'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01039339388391372450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-508503283623578195.post-4704014226954689480</id><published>2007-02-24T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T18:16:09.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission trip'/><title type='text'>Sand Squid's frist week</title><content type='html'>The part about leaving was hard. You know the family being close and all, some of them went to the airport to see me off. That was a hoot mother told everyone to be at the airport at 14:00 my flight didn't leave till 16:50. So some of them were calling me and Jenny wanting to know were we where. Then we all checked in at the ticket counter one by one id's in hand. As we go through security my niece had to donate her lotion and perfume to the TSA. My stepfather well you kinda have to know him he's way old school from a different time or way of life. He walks through the metal detector and sounds all the bells and whistles. You know the type bag of chow in his back pocket (aluminum foil), wad of keys hanging on his belt, and two pocket knives. Well needless to say we said our good byes at that point. We all -1 went to the gate to wait for that time to come. I was able to have a friend fly out to California with me we both had a wonderful 4 Hr 18 min flight to LAX. Once we got there it was get the $11.49 truckey sandwich and bottle water for dinner and prepare for our two hour scenic journey through simi valley and moorpark to lovely ventura county, Port Hueneme Ca. We went to gear issue on Monday just to start thing out not getting  everything, All day briefs Tuesday,  medical Wednesday (more shots), Thursday&lt;br /&gt;dental (smile) everything good with teeth thanks goodness, Friday Gas mask fitting What fun! More equipment issue then to the computer lab to do 14 course's online just in order to have two days off. Sunday will be a long day but its R/R they gave us free nascar tickets to the auto lite 500. Well please let me know how everyone is doing by visiting my blog. By the way I have alot of christian brothers out here with me so they will be fun to work with. One of them has asked me to help him witness to whom we can, IE. we have Arabic /English Book of John and Romans to hand out about 300.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/508503283623578195-4704014226954689480?l=jimwillison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/feeds/4704014226954689480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=508503283623578195&amp;postID=4704014226954689480' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/4704014226954689480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/508503283623578195/posts/default/4704014226954689480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimwillison.blogspot.com/2007/02/sand-squids-frist-week.html' title='Sand Squid&apos;s frist week'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01039339388391372450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
