<?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-2482801171516107283</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:32:57.856-06:00</updated><category term='ylcf'/><category term='nchea'/><category term='kids conference'/><category term='books'/><title type='text'>Galations 2:20</title><subtitle type='html'>"...and the life which I now live, I live by the faith of the Son of God, Who loved me and gave Himself for me."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1948672753888455114</id><published>2012-02-17T11:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T11:18:22.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"That Your way may be known..."</title><content type='html'>I have a journal that is filling up with exciting verses such as this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ps. 67:2 "That Your way may be known on earth, Your salvation among the nations."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rev. 15:4 "For all the nations shall come and worship before You."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ps. 46:10 "Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rev.21:6 "I will give of the fountain of the water of life freely to him who thirsts."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rev. 11: 15 "The kingdoms of this world have become the kingdoms of our Lord and His Christ, and He shall reign forever and ever!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rev. 7:9 "Behold, a great multitude which no one could number, of all nations, tribes, peoples, and tongues, standing before the throne and before the Lamb...crying out with a loud voice, saying, "Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love exclamation points in scripture! They just resound with praise to the King of Kings, and I greatly desire for my life to be like that- an exclamation point for the kingdom of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is arming me with strength, and making my way perfect. I love that His way for me is perfect, and that He is not just sending me down this path to walk it alone- but that I can cling to His hand and let Him lead me the entire way. It is definitely not an easy path to take...each day I realize how surrounded I am on the right and left by the lies of the enemy and the comforts and temporary joys (even seemingly *good* things) that could be mine should I choose to forsake my Jesus and the difficult path ahead of me. I must be constantly watching, and keep my eyes on Him at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard a report from a missionary in the capitol city of this country I hope to be living in soon. The people of this country are storytellers- it's part of their tradition. They love stories. The missionaries there are simply relating stories from God's word and then these stories are being taken to all their friends and family and being retold over and over again. One young man came to the missionary and said "I need you to tell me more stories so I can tell them to my friends!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this gets me so excited. I love seeing how God is using my past several years of ministry to children as a catalyst for the gospel in a country where much of the openings for churches to be planted in new, unreached areas seems to be through doing simple Bible clubs with children. So far in this past month- three schools have asked native believers to come and teach weekly Bible classes to the children "because they love singing the songs and hearing the stories". These songs and stories then are brought home to their families, and when the native pastor connects with the families and talks about God the children then affirm everything the pastor has shared by saying that they, too, have already heard this and believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super, super exciting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that is a huge blessing to me right now is the support of my brothers and sisters in Christ. I know that though I may be one person that is available to go across the world to an unreached people group, I am not one- but the prayers of my brothers and sisters in Christ are desperately needed for the truth of the gospel to sweep across this entire country and for God's Kingdom purposes to be brought about in this country. Pray for laborers for the harvest. Pray for entire families and villages to be transformed by the gospel. &amp;nbsp;Pray for a church in every village. Pray for missionaries to someday (soon!) be sent out from this country to neighboring countries. Pray for the glory of God! Pray, and do not cease....that His way may be known in the earth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-1948672753888455114?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1948672753888455114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1948672753888455114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1948672753888455114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1948672753888455114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2012/02/that-your-way-may-be-known.html' title='&quot;That Your way may be known...&quot;'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2913026263384362494</id><published>2012-01-14T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T12:48:05.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures that make me smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;January&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out with a special prayer retreat alone at a cabin by a lake. I kept seeing a blank slate when it came to making plans/praying about the coming year. As much as I wanted to pray about certain things or certain opportunities, it was as if every time I lifted them up to Him, He would remove them. It was as if God was continually impressing on me that He had a brand new chapter to write for the coming year, and that every idea I had, or everything I wanted or desired to pray for, I must surrender to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;February&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a challenging month in other ways. One friend starts courting, another loses a special friend to a tragic accident. And I am learning more and more what it means to depend on God in prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oral surgery + complications= half a month sipping milkshakes, downing pain meds and not talking (which also meant no teaching). The other half was an exciting opportunity to help develop and execute some leadership training for future NCHEA Kids Conference Staff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was about this time that God was opening up the door for me to return once again to Cambodia, and to bring my youngest brother with me! God answered prayers and opened doors in incredible ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;April-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't exactly remember April.... partly because I think it turned out to be the most uneventful month of the year. God must have known I needed a less busy month before the rest of the year turned into a crazy whirlwind of activity. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was the 10th anniversary of my very first student recital as a piano teacher. My first year with 5 students has grown to 35 students and a teaching studio in downtown Kearney. I can see how God has used these past ten years to teach me a lot of patience and perseverence. I'm sure I probably need another 10 years of endurance training...of all my students, I'm the worst when it comes to learning things quickly! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;June&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extremely challenging. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(those were some very difficult, painful months of surrender-but I see now how God was breaking me to prepare me for surrender to His greater plan for my life!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the grace of God, I made it to &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;August&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the much awaited trip to return to Cambodia. I sensed for an entire month leading up to it that God was directing me to pray and ask specifically for some very big things. I think at the time I was rather blind to the reality of what I was asking...or what He was asking of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot forget that first hour after our arrival in Sompovloun. Such a deep peace, utter satisfaction, contentment and feeling of belonging...I was overwhelmed with thankfulness. I could not believe my own heart. Had God kept my life in a turmoil these past few months just to make His point clear to me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That morning on the drive in, God had given me this verse from Jeremiah 16:21 "Therefore, behold, I will this once cause them to know, I will cause them to know My hand and My might; And they shall know that My name is the Lord." I had such a deep desire to see God's glory shine throughout Western Cambodia...and my heart wanted so badly to be there and see it happen. These were my people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 24th of this month, we said goodbye to our sister and saw her board the plane for Russia for the next few years. Family reunions are going to be pretty special events in the future. God knows when we will all be together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- I returned home, and prayed and cried for an entire month (this is fact ;). It was very, very difficult to be so far away from my heart. I don't know how to say that in a way that doesn't make it sound purely emotional... But I wasn't really "here". I thought maybe it was just reverse culture shock, but it's been four months and I still haven't recovered.&lt;br /&gt;Turning my life upside down and inside out. Giving up everything I had every known. Surrendering the things I had placed security in. I was willing.... by the grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- It's that month when everyone else gets married or engaged or something special happens to your bestest friends and they get magically carried away into the sunset. I've always wondered if October would hold something special for me- and sure enough, it did! ;) The very last day of the month (I know it was the last day, because I was holding out for that reminder from God that He did, indeed, still have the pen in hand and was yet writing in this interesting (crazy, I thought!) chapter of the story of my life.) It was a letter....a letter of invitation to return to this place where my heart had seemingly decided to stay. "Years??" It was a momentary splash of reality. Had I really been so bold to ask for this, and yet hardly believing it would ever come true? It was the second very clear, very specific answer to prayer God had given me regarding this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;In which I prayed much regarding this new path God seemed to be directing me toward, and helped get a dear friend married. It was a very fun, very exciting, very busy month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Chock full of Christmas music performances, students and other various activities. I treasured a week of Christmas vacation with my grandparents and other extended family. There were a few moments when I accidentally allowed my mind to wonder if this might be my last Christmas celebration with some of the dearest people on earth. (For awhile, perhaps... so many unknowns!) And so I had a few meltdowns, but most of all tried to cherish each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am. Tomorrow is a new year, and I know Who I am walking with through it. There are a lot of unknowns ahead. I do feel like God has asked me to jump off a cliff. But this quote I shared not long ago lingers in my mind. "Trained faith is a triumphant gladness in having nothing but God...." I know that I can take this leap of faith in full confidence that my God's purposes are being worked out in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day, every situation,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;every joy, every sadness,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;every decision, every step taken,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;every word,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;every smile, every victory-for His glory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-6974057159244705494?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6974057159244705494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6974057159244705494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6974057159244705494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6974057159244705494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflections-on-2011.html' title='Reflections on 2011'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-5567950737231286628</id><published>2011-12-24T05:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T05:52:23.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking of my brothers and sisters in Christ in Burma on this Christmas Eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irrawaddy.org/article.php?art_id=22713&amp;amp;utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+irrawaddy+%28The+Irrawaddy+news+magazine%2C+Burma%2C+Southeast+Asia%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+International"&gt;A Silent Night in Burma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-5567950737231286628?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/5567950737231286628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=5567950737231286628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5567950737231286628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5567950737231286628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/12/thinking-of-my-brothers-and-sisters-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2680983656915431755</id><published>2011-11-09T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:02:44.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Passion for the Impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Are all things- even the treasures that God has sanctified- held loosely, ready to be parted with, without struggle, when He asks for them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"The things that are impossible with men are possible with God. May it not be that the human impossibility is just the very things that sets His hand free? - And that it is the things which are possible for us to do that He is in a measure to let alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Trained faith is a triumphant gladness in having nothing but God- no rest, no foothold... nothing but Himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A triumphant gladness in swinging out into that abyss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;rejoicing in a very fresh emergency that is going to prove Him true- the Lord alone...that is trained faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Let us dare to test God's resources...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Let us ask Him to kindle in us and keep aflame&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;that passion for the impossible...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;till the day when shall see it transformed into a fact."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~all quotes by Lilias Trotter from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"A Passion for the Impossible" and "Parables of the Cross"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2482801171516107283-2680983656915431755?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/2680983656915431755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=2680983656915431755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2680983656915431755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2680983656915431755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/11/passion-for-impossible.html' title='A Passion for the Impossible'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2759683831990035436</id><published>2011-09-01T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:38:58.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see happy, healthy children today...and my mind flashes back to a week ago- the begging child at my elbow as I sat waiting for the rest of the group to arrive at Sasaydah. The thin arms of the little girl at my sewing table. The baby with head to toe eczema. My sweet little friend from last year with a serious abcess, and her parents unable to afford the 1,000 reole (25 cents) to register at the hospital for her to get free medical attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I eat three meals a day-and rarely the same thing twice in one week. I remember the one meal of rice a day the children in the village usually get-if that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the beautiful, heart-wrending prayers of the Khmer believers and remember at the moment realizing how many of them truly must pray and trust God for provision and sustenance from one day to the next. I see how beautifully content and joyful they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Walmart today...and saw shelves and shelves of food. And everyone in there could afford at least a weeks worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am not sleeping on a rock hard mattress with a dense pillow of coconut fiber...or a pallet on raised wooden slats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of my soft bed, I cannot sleep.&amp;nbsp;It's 3am, and I am praying here. There it's 3pm, and if it's Sunday the believers are meeting for worship and there are at least 60 beautiful, dark faces and smiles under the Sunday School shelter chanting Scripture verses they have memorized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I can go for a walk&amp;nbsp;wherever I like. I do not fear getting blown to pieces by land mines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have a father who is drunk, a mother in the hospital, and brothers who are mentally deranged/possessed. My parents do not beat me at night if I do not work hard enough to bring home a decent amount of cash to gamble away the following day.&lt;br /&gt;My home is not in danger of being bulldozed to pieces tomorrow with nowhere to go and no compensation for the loss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contrast. &lt;/em&gt;It's black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;em&gt;"I fear leaving here, never to return, back to America where life is comfortable and one is not constantly surrounded by the maimed, the blind, the imprisoned, the hungry, the lost, the hurting. It is difficult to not feel completely rebellious at the thought of leaving this place. My heart is taken..."&lt;/em&gt; Cambodia Journal, Tuesday, August 14th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VR2iEj4x1Hc/Tle4jBM4c-I/AAAAAAAAR5A/XoRQxDqC9C8/s1600/100_1955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VR2iEj4x1Hc/Tle4jBM4c-I/AAAAAAAAR5A/XoRQxDqC9C8/s400/100_1955.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-2759683831990035436?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/2759683831990035436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=2759683831990035436' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2759683831990035436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2759683831990035436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-see-happy-healthy-children-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VR2iEj4x1Hc/Tle4jBM4c-I/AAAAAAAAR5A/XoRQxDqC9C8/s72-c/100_1955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6016936680433387101</id><published>2011-08-24T12:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:11:29.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful children in all the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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There are times I need to write. And I guess one of those times is now...though it made for a deep post that maybe does me good, but no one else. So, if my “deep” blog posts have a tendency to make your head hurt...not that I ever intend that...feel free to spend your time more profitably. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more disclaimer... As I write I want to magnify who God is in my life, and though I am writing about myself and my current experiences I hope it draws you to see His work and to praise Him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So...here goes.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The story of my life of late is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Not easy to talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Beyond my understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of to sum up the past few weeks. I don't understand even now how the struggle started, or what it was that removed joy so far out of my reach. I do not know "&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;", or &lt;em&gt;"what" &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;"how"&lt;/em&gt; I so suddenly found myself in the middle of the wilderness, spiritually. I do not see where God is taking me in this. But it was eight weeks ago that I went on a walk, to talk with God alone-and He so clearly turned my thoughts to think of Jesus walking to Gethsemene and praying...and the impression God left with me that day was that I must walk alone, and that He was about to bring deep testing into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the way He lovingly prepared my heart for what He intended to bring me through for my good and for His glory. It was that walk and talk with God that I have continually looked back on these past few weeks and thought &lt;em&gt;“It's okay, this is in God's plan...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been outward testing in some ways-scorn and mockery I've never really had to experience before as a result of standing against a very hurtful thing in our community- but mostly it's been a test of my heart. Visibly no one else would see it or know. It was a complete stripping away of things my heart trusted in that weren't the things of God, though they&amp;nbsp;seemed to be&amp;nbsp;all "good" things. &lt;em&gt;Friendship, fellowship, church, marriage, children, family,&amp;nbsp;music, mission work...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that these were areas I had placed on the "alter" for Christ to have Lordship over. But&amp;nbsp;this time&amp;nbsp;God&amp;nbsp;allowed me to&amp;nbsp;experience the reality of seeing life completely without any of these things-and &lt;em&gt;would I still love Him? Would I still be content? Would I praise Him? &lt;/em&gt;These things in my life&amp;nbsp;had not been&amp;nbsp;truly surrendered to Him. Circumstances had not ever really, truly taken these things away. I had never experienced it in such a real way before. It was very painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a natural thing when you find yourself slipping off the edge of a cliff to struggle to get to safety...but one night as I was struggling and dealing with a horrible, overwhelming feeling of aloneness and asking God why I couldn't find any joy in life whatsoever, where was He, where was relief from all this craziness, and &lt;em&gt;what on earth brought me to this place anyway&lt;/em&gt;? I was desperate to calm my mind...it had been such an insane whirlwind of crazy thoughts that just seemed to go through completely unchecked no matter how hard I tried to pray and stop the inundating, clamorous chaos in my head. It was then that I sensed His very firm “Be still...”. With all my struggling my Shepherd could not rescue me or bring me to safety. I was more in danger of pitching myself headlong over the cliff with all my struggle to escape this testing God had allowed in my life. This picture startled my mind and heart into silence, and I finally felt as if I could rest and wait for Him...even in this darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Be still...and know that I am God.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this series of testing started I was determined to learn as much from it as I could. But any strength of my own was short lived...and at first I was so frustrated that I couldn't endure or hold myself up through just a few days or weeks of this. I mean, some of my brothers and sisters in Christ across the world have been suffering and imprisoned and had to deal with aloneness and loss for the sake of Christ for years upon years. Surely, I could too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But surely I &lt;strong&gt;shouldn't&lt;/strong&gt;...in my own strength, without Christ.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;realize this is nothing unusal in the life of a Christian. This is humbling, it's painful...but it's good. It is so strange to be stripped of all hopes and dreams and plans, but I know now that it is so Christ can fill all of me. Not just some of my life. &lt;em&gt;All of it. &lt;strong&gt;For His glory.&lt;/strong&gt; And I pray He will...and that I would not stubbornly cling to any of these things in my life, but only to Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the story of my life right now. I don't know what the end will be to this chapter in my life. I wanted to write the ending to it days ago... I wanted to tear the chapter out and just start over! But I am thankful God knows...and that He does have a plan. This life I live is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in vain. I have never felt more comforted knowing that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7857089272056543632?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7857089272056543632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7857089272056543632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7857089272056543632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7857089272056543632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-update.html' title='July update...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3561157554752218384</id><published>2011-07-06T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:05:13.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 6, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My hands hold a pilgrim's staff,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My march is Zionward,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My eyes are toward the coming of the Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart is in Thy hands without reserve..."﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-"Journeying On" from "The Valley of Vision"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3561157554752218384?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3561157554752218384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3561157554752218384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3561157554752218384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3561157554752218384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-6-2011.html' title='July 6, 2011'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6327971754615743361</id><published>2011-06-22T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:08:45.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls in pink dresses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In which the girls raid Kristin's hope chest and find it full of pretty dresses...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngqj1h6Hgsg/TgJWZU7PeSI/AAAAAAAARvg/J2UClAsBN0w/s1600/IMG_3277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngqj1h6Hgsg/TgJWZU7PeSI/AAAAAAAARvg/J2UClAsBN0w/s400/IMG_3277.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And they just had to try them on!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wr2LkWjE15Y/TgJWrv3XmMI/AAAAAAAARvk/sG93Bmp9C9I/s1600/IMG_3293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wr2LkWjE15Y/TgJWrv3XmMI/AAAAAAAARvk/sG93Bmp9C9I/s640/IMG_3293.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;And take pictures in them...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I have been thinking about these "valleys" in my life and my attitude in the midst of trials and wondering...if I were to&amp;nbsp;find myself imprisoned or suffering for my faith and the cause of Christ in some way-would these same attitudes carry over? What I experience today may seem traumatic enough to beg for God's rescuing mercy...but then I think of things that could be much,&amp;nbsp;much more difficult and painful. Learning to rejoice in this small difficulty will prepare me for something much greater. If God led me into this valley, why am I begging Him to bring me out? If He led me in, I can trust He has a reason for it, and I can trust He will lead me out in His timing. Meanwhile I need to "stay in the valley" and learn everything God would have me to learn, with joy and not&amp;nbsp;complaint, because this is what brings Him glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I thought today of eternity with my King. I thought of the joy of communion with Him even now-such a small glimpse of Heaven-&amp;nbsp;and how I have access to the throne of grace through Christ. I can come to Him without words, and He understands my heart in a way I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I need to learn to think more on today and to "take no thought for tomorrow". Today, God has called me bear His glory. Tomorrow's troubles are none of my business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I think the white columbine flowers outside my window are the sweetest reminder of God's forgiveness and making us perfect and pure for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I think evening walks are the best time for thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Do I think too much? ;)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, now that we have those weighty thoughts off my mind-how about a June update? Or make that "random, scattered remembrances from the past few weeks of craziness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~As of last week, all tickets for Ben and I to Cambodia were funded and purchased! God has provided in amazing (could I say miraculous?) ways. It has been such an&amp;nbsp;incredible thing to stand back and watch in awe as God has opened the door and said once again "this is the way, walk in it". I am thankful for my brothers and sisters in Christ who have generously given and purposed to pray for the spread of the gospel in this country. You are a blessing beyond measure in my life. I pray God's glory through your work&amp;nbsp;of prayer here while Ben and I go to do whatever it is that God has called us to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~May 20th was my Spring studio recital. This year marks the 10th anniversary of my very first student recital. Twenty-six of my thirty students participated in a very fun evening of music-making with ice cream after to celebrate. One evening made the past 10+ years worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSN8k_b3aOI/Tev451iO0hI/AAAAAAAARrw/p4GrRKUzdkA/s1600/recital.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSN8k_b3aOI/Tev451iO0hI/AAAAAAAARrw/p4GrRKUzdkA/s400/recital.jpg" t8="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9pjSvg0b4k/Tev5NLjDlcI/AAAAAAAARr0/JXjcxz5Zgxs/s1600/recital2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9pjSvg0b4k/Tev5NLjDlcI/AAAAAAAARr0/JXjcxz5Zgxs/s400/recital2.jpg" t8="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xFYTiSnNlQ/Tev5c49_a0I/AAAAAAAARr4/KmfOFlv-I0I/s1600/IMG_2127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xFYTiSnNlQ/Tev5c49_a0I/AAAAAAAARr4/KmfOFlv-I0I/s400/IMG_2127.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;might post video sometime...then you will smile too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~Over memorial weekend we&amp;nbsp;drove out to Indy&amp;nbsp;visit my brother John. Monday the 30th found us driving 13 hrs home only for Ben and I to jump back into a car and go on a 5 hr storm chase. First big storm of the season here in NE. It was a great storm, and Ben has some pictures and video footage up on &lt;a href="http://tcs.net/"&gt;TCS&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~This past week I started my summer schedule at the studio... I find myself teaching twenty-six students this summer- mainly beginning piano, violin and cello! Hmm...farewell sweet dreams of a restful summer! My life is made up of lots of&amp;nbsp;fun little people though, and I'm lovin' them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~We have a summer goal of building a gazebo in our backyard this summer. It's a sibling project I guess-funded by all of Ben's credit to Menards. (just kidding ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~Alas, all other interesting facts and happenings from this past month seem to be forgotten history in my brain right now. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/2482801171516107283-8239680614436794252?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8239680614436794252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8239680614436794252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8239680614436794252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8239680614436794252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-5-2011.html' title='June 5, 2011'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSN8k_b3aOI/Tev451iO0hI/AAAAAAAARrw/p4GrRKUzdkA/s72-c/recital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3256862131012885026</id><published>2011-05-31T16:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:30:31.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my family took a whirlwind trip to Indianapolis to visit my brother this past weekend. We drove there Friday and returned on Monday. Originally the plan was to leave my mom there for a week to help my brother after his surgery, but his surgery was rescheduled to next week so she will take a second trip to Indy to stay with him. I am so, very glad for this time spent with my brother. We all love him very much, and have missed him a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIZu0WFRXQ/TeVTs4MsTKI/AAAAAAAARkY/aPV0zMUg3Xg/s1600/IMG_2192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIZu0WFRXQ/TeVTs4MsTKI/AAAAAAAARkY/aPV0zMUg3Xg/s400/IMG_2192.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the view from the top of John's highrise apartment. The Indy training center is on the same street that he lives on. Driving by the training center brought back a lot of memories from years past. It's hard to believe it's been&amp;nbsp;ten years since my &lt;a href="http://www.booksandpianos.blogspot.com/"&gt;sis&lt;/a&gt; and I attended Sound Foundations there together...!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OzaJs1oo9JI/TeVTy69tywI/AAAAAAAARkc/JBM1Au90hvo/s1600/IMG_2155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OzaJs1oo9JI/TeVTy69tywI/AAAAAAAARkc/JBM1Au90hvo/s400/IMG_2155.jpg" t8="true" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday we visited the Indiana Historical Society museum. Very neat place. The clock in this picture was actually moving back in time. We learned about all the famous people and happenings in Indiana history, and then walked from there to see the Capitol in downtown Indy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRW8V9ZnqGI/TeVT0N9A4fI/AAAAAAAARkg/xP3M46OjLjw/s1600/IMG_2161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRW8V9ZnqGI/TeVT0N9A4fI/AAAAAAAARkg/xP3M46OjLjw/s400/IMG_2161.jpg" t8="true" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Q6C-huwbk/TeVUCPRNP2I/AAAAAAAARk8/luiUTmZjuZ8/s1600/IMG_2547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Q6C-huwbk/TeVUCPRNP2I/AAAAAAAARk8/luiUTmZjuZ8/s400/IMG_2547.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Major wide angle shot, but the doors on the Capitol building were pretty amazing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eDXsQAmKeJk/TeVT2OEvziI/AAAAAAAARkk/THisqMZQrRU/s1600/IMG_2172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eDXsQAmKeJk/TeVT2OEvziI/AAAAAAAARkk/THisqMZQrRU/s400/IMG_2172.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In spite of his torn ACL, John still managed to give us a walking tour of downtown.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHg3MkqSrQk/TeVT3p4D5DI/AAAAAAAARko/2XvlI1uXhkU/s1600/IMG_2173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHg3MkqSrQk/TeVT3p4D5DI/AAAAAAAARko/2XvlI1uXhkU/s400/IMG_2173.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seM0pFr23zA/TeVT6pXH2-I/AAAAAAAARkw/4bQGM3nr-9w/s1600/IMG_2187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seM0pFr23zA/TeVT6pXH2-I/AAAAAAAARkw/4bQGM3nr-9w/s400/IMG_2187.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It really was a fun photo opportunity. We found a lot of neat churches and cathedrals and cool architecture to shoot.&lt;/div&gt;Ben will probably do a blog post on&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://tcs.net/"&gt;TCS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;eventually.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bJVTO8Fu0w/TeVT5GOa1kI/AAAAAAAARks/EIfVJlb-atE/s1600/IMG_2183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bJVTO8Fu0w/TeVT5GOa1kI/AAAAAAAARks/EIfVJlb-atE/s400/IMG_2183.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhpDjLriSTs/TeVUEMd7O9I/AAAAAAAARlA/TvsAjZjmLfo/s1600/IMG_2583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhpDjLriSTs/TeVUEMd7O9I/AAAAAAAARlA/TvsAjZjmLfo/s400/IMG_2583.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Scottish Rite Cathedral...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Nqajs7jJiU/TeVT86oOMzI/AAAAAAAARk0/s9GtsW8eTIQ/s1600/IMG_2208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Nqajs7jJiU/TeVT86oOMzI/AAAAAAAARk0/s9GtsW8eTIQ/s400/IMG_2208.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday, after church, we went to a park near the IUPUI campus where my brother is going to school.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_cuqAdI8Og/TeVT-yJNopI/AAAAAAAARk4/WKcrpxBxcdQ/s1600/IMG_2211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_cuqAdI8Og/TeVT-yJNopI/AAAAAAAARk4/WKcrpxBxcdQ/s400/IMG_2211.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took some family pictures, minus Vanessa. She had to stay home because of work...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0xzcjHvn9c/TeVUF2suZgI/AAAAAAAARlE/xm9Y-lIMhL4/s1600/IMG_2679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0xzcjHvn9c/TeVUF2suZgI/AAAAAAAARlE/xm9Y-lIMhL4/s400/IMG_2679.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before we said our goodbyes Sunday night, we took some pictures at this&amp;nbsp;beautiful church across the street from John's apartment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bncKwYZ5vI/TeVUHfjr_ZI/AAAAAAAARlI/4ZW8fuiru7Q/s1600/IMG_2685.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bncKwYZ5vI/TeVUHfjr_ZI/AAAAAAAARlI/4ZW8fuiru7Q/s400/IMG_2685.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for all the special family memories packed into one little weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thankful for prayers answered, rays of hope, encouragement from believers&amp;nbsp;at a church we visited﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thankful for my brother John. I love&amp;nbsp;and miss him very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3256862131012885026?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3256862131012885026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3256862131012885026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3256862131012885026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3256862131012885026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/05/indy.html' title='Indy'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIZu0WFRXQ/TeVTs4MsTKI/AAAAAAAARkY/aPV0zMUg3Xg/s72-c/IMG_2192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7750961683591851756</id><published>2011-05-15T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:41:40.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is prayer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Prayer is the pouring out of the soul to God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;not the pouring out of words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;nor the pouring out of expressions;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;but&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pouring out of the soul to God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-William Bridge "A Lifting Up for the Downcast" c.1649&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7750961683591851756?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7750961683591851756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7750961683591851756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7750961683591851756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7750961683591851756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-prayer.html' title='What is prayer?'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-4319915233634761252</id><published>2011-05-07T21:16:00.060-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:39:04.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I abandoned my duties inside to capture some of the beautiful handiwork of my Creator...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5VHCzfxQ1c/TcX1d9eW3uI/AAAAAAAARi0/_ZAhrIGvXKk/s1600/IMG_1373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5VHCzfxQ1c/TcX1d9eW3uI/AAAAAAAARi0/_ZAhrIGvXKk/s400/IMG_1373.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love such perfect beauty, such brilliance of color and intricacy of design...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These phrases from favorite hymns sing in my heart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Each little flower that opens,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each little bird that sings,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He made their glowing colors,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He made their tiny wings..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is my Father's world, the birds their carols raise, The morning light, the lily white,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Declare their Maker's praise."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed where e'er I turn my eye..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xxVFZ9qxSo/TcX3vWLa78I/AAAAAAAARi4/YjMFmCUPEDY/s1600/IMG_1342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xxVFZ9qxSo/TcX3vWLa78I/AAAAAAAARi4/YjMFmCUPEDY/s400/IMG_1342.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There's not a plant or flower below, but makes Thy glory known..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here's a tour of the rest of the Tillotson Botanical Gardens. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc00e3vs-y4/TcX4UkSQMAI/AAAAAAAARi8/hWcjmXjfxpo/s1600/IMG_1327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc00e3vs-y4/TcX4UkSQMAI/AAAAAAAARi8/hWcjmXjfxpo/s400/IMG_1327.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have this funny little 2 dimensional apple tree we bought for our mom for&amp;nbsp;Mother's Day&amp;nbsp;last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have to see it. The blossoms smell so sweet, and the bumblebees love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qqV9QHif9c/TcX4Wgqoz6I/AAAAAAAARjA/PxneXuuHXjk/s1600/IMG_1341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qqV9QHif9c/TcX4Wgqoz6I/AAAAAAAARjA/PxneXuuHXjk/s400/IMG_1341.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1iCa0hbOmo/TcX4Yjb66kI/AAAAAAAARjE/YdxIvgEoKFk/s1600/IMG_1349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1iCa0hbOmo/TcX4Yjb66kI/AAAAAAAARjE/YdxIvgEoKFk/s400/IMG_1349.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bleeding Heart in abundance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk3JvbtEj3U/TcX4a_xiiHI/AAAAAAAARjI/TfLZUIpMmlk/s1600/IMG_1343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk3JvbtEj3U/TcX4a_xiiHI/AAAAAAAARjI/TfLZUIpMmlk/s400/IMG_1343.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stop to smell the lilacs...it will make your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86g9fXF8S0A/TcX4eBf1LII/AAAAAAAARjM/wF6GabcPgnM/s1600/IMG_1350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86g9fXF8S0A/TcX4eBf1LII/AAAAAAAARjM/wF6GabcPgnM/s400/IMG_1350.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we have these sweet little pansy faces peeking out of pots all over our front porch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T9jj2DaQWe4/TcX4fgqWMDI/AAAAAAAARjQ/r82zzReav2Q/s1600/IMG_1352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T9jj2DaQWe4/TcX4fgqWMDI/AAAAAAAARjQ/r82zzReav2Q/s400/IMG_1352.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember watching my Daddy crank ice cream by hand in this old ice-cream bucket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some twenty years ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Us1ta579vhg/TcX4lBu_8DI/AAAAAAAARjY/mDZyog_iqTg/s1600/IMG_1358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Us1ta579vhg/TcX4lBu_8DI/AAAAAAAARjY/mDZyog_iqTg/s400/IMG_1358.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38m3kA5vfSQ/TcX4on2nYVI/AAAAAAAARjc/tcaetGJvjQE/s1600/IMG_1360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38m3kA5vfSQ/TcX4on2nYVI/AAAAAAAARjc/tcaetGJvjQE/s400/IMG_1360.jpg" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vanessa and Heidi get the credit for all the pretty things that grow in the yard. ;) This is the first time I will spend a summer mostly at home in about 12 years, so am actually looking forward to getting to work in the gardens...even if it is pulling weeds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzVDGmlIOdk/TcX4tnPLoOI/AAAAAAAARjg/TxSHff5EDJ0/s1600/IMG_1385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzVDGmlIOdk/TcX4tnPLoOI/AAAAAAAARjg/TxSHff5EDJ0/s400/IMG_1385.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C92VtJml4tg/TcX4wL4UA7I/AAAAAAAARjk/oBcO17y2YpM/s1600/IMG_1381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C92VtJml4tg/TcX4wL4UA7I/AAAAAAAARjk/oBcO17y2YpM/s400/IMG_1381.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Miss Kwistin, I picked a dandylion for you...you can eat it on a sandwich!" (Elijah, age 4-next time he 'grows bigger' he'll be five! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJ9QZjtYXg/TcX4y8MDeDI/AAAAAAAARjo/gvg2d9jceLI/s1600/IMG_1378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJ9QZjtYXg/TcX4y8MDeDI/AAAAAAAARjo/gvg2d9jceLI/s400/IMG_1378.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6Lodoa5A4I/TcX43B7m9EI/AAAAAAAARjs/tmF-UMJ5qQQ/s1600/IMG_1354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6Lodoa5A4I/TcX43B7m9EI/AAAAAAAARjs/tmF-UMJ5qQQ/s400/IMG_1354.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I was reading&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Annikas-Secret-Wish-Beverly-Lewis/dp/0764229400"&gt; "Annika's Secret Wish"&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with Celine. That night the girls decided they wanted their hair done Swedish style, like Annika or Kirsten the American Girl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpuCqNvhFOs/TcX8jZkMNDI/AAAAAAAARjw/9XA2IlHgWqQ/s1600/IMG_1307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpuCqNvhFOs/TcX8jZkMNDI/AAAAAAAARjw/9XA2IlHgWqQ/s320/IMG_1307.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3Dg3u_7xOM/TcX8l2JAm6I/AAAAAAAARj4/W7TP65XtnMg/s1600/IMG_1311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3Dg3u_7xOM/TcX8l2JAm6I/AAAAAAAARj4/W7TP65XtnMg/s320/IMG_1311.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M5TgfiV-Vw/TcX8nnxbkxI/AAAAAAAARj8/AXjTcbMXK1c/s1600/IMG_1313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M5TgfiV-Vw/TcX8nnxbkxI/AAAAAAAARj8/AXjTcbMXK1c/s320/IMG_1313.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥My sweet girls ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a busy month, and I have missed spending time with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, Heidi and I took a trip out to Denver to see Itzhak Perlman in concert and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;visit our friends! My brothers came out for the weekend, and we packed a lot of fun&amp;nbsp;into our short little reunion! Sarah has posted some fun and crazy pictures of our Morgillotson reunion over on her &lt;a href="http://www.photographybysm.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt; ;) View at your own risk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Sis and I before the concert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBrGW1qAsQg/TcX-uGo0DRI/AAAAAAAARkA/z8yFzidxFdU/s1600/IMG_7219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBrGW1qAsQg/TcX-uGo0DRI/AAAAAAAARkA/z8yFzidxFdU/s320/IMG_7219.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not only is it a lot of fun to visit our friends, but the blessing of fellowship with them as brothers and sisters in Christ is pretty much amazing. Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another really&amp;nbsp;memorable thing about this past month was a road trip my sisters and I took to visit grandparents and a friend in Missouri. This may be the last opportunity in a long while to do something like this as sisters, and that just made us treasure the experience even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE1yrCU5lVg/TcX_y95MPTI/AAAAAAAARkE/u7kAlCl_-AY/s1600/S6302275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE1yrCU5lVg/TcX_y95MPTI/AAAAAAAARkE/u7kAlCl_-AY/s320/S6302275.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A very special couple of days were spent with my grandparents in Joplin, Missouri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4E1XKsFLLbs/TcX_3wVQe6I/AAAAAAAARkI/-0TdLsj4-sM/s1600/S6302281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4E1XKsFLLbs/TcX_3wVQe6I/AAAAAAAARkI/-0TdLsj4-sM/s320/S6302281.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Visiting Michelle at New Tribes Mission Training Center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5ylplGJRWE/TcX_7TFh6cI/AAAAAAAARkM/VfCTM0v8__g/s1600/S6302290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5ylplGJRWE/TcX_7TFh6cI/AAAAAAAARkM/VfCTM0v8__g/s320/S6302290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vanessa and Michelle spent several years serving the Lord together in Moscow, Russia. God is calling both of them to return to missions, and it was a very sweet weekend of fellowship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLArNIZsOHk/TcYAAIa9YfI/AAAAAAAARkQ/_QbRRu_64II/s1600/S6302282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLArNIZsOHk/TcYAAIa9YfI/AAAAAAAARkQ/_QbRRu_64II/s320/S6302282.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We experienced a beautiful taste of Spring in the Ozarks while the rest of our family was stuck back home in a good ol' Nebraska snowstorm. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About a month ago God brought about clear direction that I should return to Cambodia in August,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this time with my brother Ben! The way God answered a prayer for confirmation that Ben should go too is just an amazing story. Ask to hear it sometime. :) God's ways are truly higher than I can ever comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5v95jyWrDQ/TcYDXX7Jw5I/AAAAAAAARkU/-_FZt1mOGik/s1600/Cambodia+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5v95jyWrDQ/TcYDXX7Jw5I/AAAAAAAARkU/-_FZt1mOGik/s320/Cambodia+%25281%2529.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can hardly wait to see my brothers and sisters in Christ in Sompovloun. They are precious to me, and it has been such a privilege to pray for them throughout this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please pray for God's glory to shine as we trust Him for provision, as we go where He leads us, as we love as He has loved us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-4319915233634761252?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/4319915233634761252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=4319915233634761252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4319915233634761252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4319915233634761252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-7-2011.html' title='May 7, 2011'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5VHCzfxQ1c/TcX1d9eW3uI/AAAAAAAARi0/_ZAhrIGvXKk/s72-c/IMG_1373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3833534126334072749</id><published>2011-04-25T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:52:49.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale-Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow night-our final KSO concert with Dr. Crocker as conductor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been amazing working under him for the past&amp;nbsp;eight years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPve8Css-E4/TbX5Zd0ry_I/AAAAAAAARh0/Qx8b4sRritA/s1600/63460_475733731099_502831099_5585747_4890329_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPve8Css-E4/TbX5Zd0ry_I/AAAAAAAARh0/Qx8b4sRritA/s400/63460_475733731099_502831099_5585747_4890329_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7:30 pm Merryman Performing Arts Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday, April 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(We have extra tickets-contact me right away if you can come! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fanfare for the Common Man&lt;/strong&gt;-Aaron Copland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Suite in F&lt;/strong&gt;-Gustav Holst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romance in F&lt;/strong&gt;-Camille Saint Saens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theme from Schindlers List&lt;/strong&gt;-JohnWilliams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lenski's Aria&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;from the Opera "Eugene Onegrin"-&lt;/em&gt; Peter Ilitch Tchaikovsky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Send In The Clowns&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;from the musical "A Little Night Music"-&lt;/em&gt;Stephen Sondheim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triumphant March &amp;amp; Ballet-&lt;/strong&gt; Guiseppe Verdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Dance Episodes from Rodeo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buckaroo Holiday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corral Nocturne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday Night Waltz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoe-Down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to be an incredible concert, with a packed house no doubt! A sad farewell to our wonderful conductor,&amp;nbsp;but looking forward to finding out the results of our past three conductor auditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off to rehearsal...! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2482801171516107283-3833534126334072749?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3833534126334072749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3833534126334072749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6929860185752364230</id><published>2011-04-20T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:13:00.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"It is not a flood of words, nor studied notions, nor seraphical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;expressions, nor elegent phrases in prayer, that takes the ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;or that delights the heart of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;or that opens the gates of glory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;or that brings down the best of blessings upon the soul;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uprightness, holiness, heavenliness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;spiritualness&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;brokenness of heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these are the things that make a conquest upon God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that turns most to the soul's account."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Thomas Brooks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-6929860185752364230?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6929860185752364230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6929860185752364230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6929860185752364230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6929860185752364230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-prayer.html' title='On prayer...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3277915096581740159</id><published>2011-04-18T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:27:18.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NCHEA  Kids Conference 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a fun glimpse of Kids Conference weekend in pictures- courtesy of Addie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;For more pictures, slideshow and narrative of the drama, visit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegradyfamilyarchives3.blogspot.com/2011/04/nchea-2011.html"&gt;NCHEA 2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wissmanns.blogspot.com/2011/04/2011-nchea-kids-conference.html"&gt;2011 NCHEA Kids Conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God's workings were so evident throughout this amazing weekend. All glory to Him!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkA8SvA2maU/TazPvy8s4bI/AAAAAAAARfA/FNgEqrk06LM/s1600/P1190968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkA8SvA2maU/TazPvy8s4bI/AAAAAAAARfA/FNgEqrk06LM/s400/P1190968.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addie's amazing decorations for the country of Iran!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W_16tJiaNHE/TazQcaV99XI/AAAAAAAARfg/ouG6Q77gzJ4/s1600/P1200069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W_16tJiaNHE/TazQcaV99XI/AAAAAAAARfg/ouG6Q77gzJ4/s400/P1200069.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy's team had small group sessions in the middle of the African jungle! ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4G_2A0n0LeM/TazP1BZVIRI/AAAAAAAARfE/3km_drcucg4/s1600/P1190979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4G_2A0n0LeM/TazP1BZVIRI/AAAAAAAARfE/3km_drcucg4/s400/P1190979.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entry was just amazing...!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwm6v8MEUNA/TazP6Wp3WiI/AAAAAAAARfI/wzy4NrvyTl0/s1600/P1190998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwm6v8MEUNA/TazP6Wp3WiI/AAAAAAAARfI/wzy4NrvyTl0/s400/P1190998.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthias and Rachel leading Large Assembly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuuUyY74YM4/TazP9x5PDCI/AAAAAAAARfM/zXfDCAHy5NA/s1600/P1200004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuuUyY74YM4/TazP9x5PDCI/AAAAAAAARfM/zXfDCAHy5NA/s400/P1200004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the drama begins... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cDq_rCJWvbU/TazQEAr-MiI/AAAAAAAARfQ/cQ2RyJljYm0/s1600/P1200014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cDq_rCJWvbU/TazQEAr-MiI/AAAAAAAARfQ/cQ2RyJljYm0/s400/P1200014.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SC5e4xJ3F4/TazQKpakZLI/AAAAAAAARfU/d6FspsbRLs4/s1600/P1200030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SC5e4xJ3F4/TazQKpakZLI/AAAAAAAARfU/d6FspsbRLs4/s400/P1200030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXrcIReR1LM/TazQhgExQMI/AAAAAAAARfk/obLMYkrjxgE/s1600/P1200092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXrcIReR1LM/TazQhgExQMI/AAAAAAAARfk/obLMYkrjxgE/s400/P1200092.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XspLupl2PQk/TazQQ4y7BtI/AAAAAAAARfY/MWVBS1gabl0/s1600/P1200044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XspLupl2PQk/TazQQ4y7BtI/AAAAAAAARfY/MWVBS1gabl0/s400/P1200044.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbbzayWslIE/TazQVhKbYoI/AAAAAAAARfc/WmKa2UFAtuY/s1600/P1200058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbbzayWslIE/TazQVhKbYoI/AAAAAAAARfc/WmKa2UFAtuY/s400/P1200058.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy and Luke leading memory verse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N44j3UZBkqY/TazQk2tV8PI/AAAAAAAARfo/64IcO1P38OU/s1600/P1200101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N44j3UZBkqY/TazQk2tV8PI/AAAAAAAARfo/64IcO1P38OU/s400/P1200101.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wunoz7tQORI/TazQptCyluI/AAAAAAAARfs/JUX9U8kx0vI/s1600/P1200108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wunoz7tQORI/TazQptCyluI/AAAAAAAARfs/JUX9U8kx0vI/s400/P1200108.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uL-BCPCM2FU/TazQtsAAjeI/AAAAAAAARfw/tzfj2BgHccU/s1600/P1200112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uL-BCPCM2FU/TazQtsAAjeI/AAAAAAAARfw/tzfj2BgHccU/s400/P1200112.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiPc9Uu7J6A/TazQwyFAwHI/AAAAAAAARf0/1HWoZC0b7Pk/s1600/P1200127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiPc9Uu7J6A/TazQwyFAwHI/AAAAAAAARf0/1HWoZC0b7Pk/s400/P1200127.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Leaders in Training!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I totally enjoyed these young people. Their smiles and laughter and energy were contagious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We covered a lot of material over the weekend, and I came away so blessed and encouraged by the maturity &lt;/div&gt;and character of some of our upcoming leaders. &lt;i&gt;We had the best team...hands down.&lt;/i&gt; ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3277915096581740159?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3277915096581740159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3277915096581740159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3277915096581740159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3277915096581740159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/04/nchea-kids-conference-2011.html' title='NCHEA  Kids Conference 2011'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkA8SvA2maU/TazPvy8s4bI/AAAAAAAARfA/FNgEqrk06LM/s72-c/P1190968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-296028419410420527</id><published>2011-04-10T20:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:16:51.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really April?</title><content type='html'>I am feeling rather lost...the past four weeks have been so mixed up and turned around and upside down that I am rather surprised to realize that it is, indeed, the 10th of April. Last I checked it was February, I think?&amp;nbsp;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been four weeks of interesting challenges. All of them good! Just, they weren't the sorts of challenges I had penciled into my daily planner or calendar. ;) Lots of pain, lots of cancelled lessons, lots of time to think since I couldn't talk, some more illness and more adjustments (in reality-total mix up!)&amp;nbsp;to my normal weekly routine of things. It's just a bad deal to have to jumble up 30 students worth of lessons to see how I can fit them in to my "feeling mostly good" days,&amp;nbsp;only to end up feeling really sick and&amp;nbsp;having to cancel half of them and reschedule them for&amp;nbsp;odd days&amp;nbsp;the following&amp;nbsp;week. :P It makes for a very confused teacher who was already confused to begin with...&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to think of these sorts of things as just being a big hindrance to my plans, loss of progress with students, loss of income, loss of health-but then God reminded me that He had planned all this, and that I shouldn't see it as loss. Its been a lesson in contentment for sure, a&amp;nbsp;lesson that is still being worked in my heart...a lesson I want to learn well, since it seems rather obvious I need it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phil.4:11 "...I have learned in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever state I am to be content..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Hilights Of My Month&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;'tho everything seems such a blur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My aunt and uncle coming to visit and taking our yearly family pilgrimage out to the Platte river to see the sandhill cranes. &lt;a href="http://www.tcs.net/"&gt;http://www.tcs.net/&lt;/a&gt; for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Getting to eat food like a normal person after 2 weeks of milkshakes and yoghurt. Laughing and smiling without pain. Talking... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NCHEA Kids Conference! One of these days I will have Addie do a guest post with all her wonderful pictures. :) It was such a blessing to see God work through the weekend, and a huge privilege to work together with my brothers and sisters in Christ for the glory of God's kingdom. A totally amazing weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Seeing God work in incredible ways to confirm that Ben and I should go to Cambodia this coming August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spring flowers blooming outside my window. After spending so many hours this past month cooped up in my room, I really appreciated a change of scenery. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;And I must mention upcoming&amp;nbsp;happenings that haven't even happened yet, because they are going to be very happy things indeed... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Getting to travel with my sisters to&amp;nbsp;visit my grandparents in Missouri&amp;nbsp;this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Passover celebration with my family. (I look forward to this more than any other celebration of the year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A very fun KSO program in the works for Dr. Crocker's&amp;nbsp;grand&amp;nbsp;finale&amp;nbsp;(Tuesday the 26th), and future conductors auditioning at each rehearsal up until the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A trip to visit friends in CO... (the very thought makes me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps&amp;nbsp;my May post will have pictures. My blog has been rather&amp;nbsp;lacking in that area&amp;nbsp;of late...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Happy April to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-296028419410420527?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/296028419410420527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=296028419410420527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/296028419410420527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/296028419410420527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/04/is-it-really-april.html' title='Is it really April?'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7024584899514266390</id><published>2011-03-15T22:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T06:35:21.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear blog,</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a month...and after a month I still have no words to say to you. Or at least, not very many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I live a crazy life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a peaceful sort of crazy. (How is that, you say? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately I've been enjoying getting out in the sunshine for long, quiet walks, and&amp;nbsp;taking random moments of the day alone to pray. Going to bed early just so I can read this really amazing book on prayer "The Secret Key to Heaven". Typing out lesson plans, brainstorming ideas, drinking tea and trying not to eat too much chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and practicing &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; in everyday life. It still takes constant reminding, but soon I hope it just gets to be second-nature and isn't something I have to &lt;em&gt;practice&lt;/em&gt; anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a Psalm and thinking on it as I go to sleep and as I wake up. Praising the Lord the moment I open&amp;nbsp;my eyes in the morning really helps me overcome the temptation to think negatively of my crazy, busy day ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...these are the words I have to say to you this month of March. I'm amazed the words came. Lately I haven't been able to hardly speak the english language, much less type it. :P That's what happens when you converse only on a 7-10 year old level for 8-10 30 minute increments a day Monday thru Friday week after week.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's not really that bad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you shall hear from me again in April. Until then...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7024584899514266390?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7024584899514266390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7024584899514266390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7024584899514266390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7024584899514266390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-blog.html' title='Dear blog,'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-9222760692248119626</id><published>2011-02-15T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:35:46.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just a few shots pre/post-concert yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvzSku4dZGs/TVqaIc8_2sI/AAAAAAAARb4/5kqdKNjJe8U/s1600/IMG_9270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvzSku4dZGs/TVqaIc8_2sI/AAAAAAAARb4/5kqdKNjJe8U/s400/IMG_9270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bethany Home in Minden loves to have us come whenever we can, so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we put together all of our favorite music into a program and did a concert there yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U18OqsvFfQ8/TVqaazHCbLI/AAAAAAAARb8/tZ76_L5cgOg/s1600/IMG_9280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U18OqsvFfQ8/TVqaazHCbLI/AAAAAAAARb8/tZ76_L5cgOg/s400/IMG_9280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥~Bethany &amp;amp; Mabel~♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz6LaryLHNc/TVqawWdJ1mI/AAAAAAAARcA/kCKQWFCz228/s1600/IMG_9297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz6LaryLHNc/TVqawWdJ1mI/AAAAAAAARcA/kCKQWFCz228/s400/IMG_9297.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opPMR78yCNI/TVqa5TTophI/AAAAAAAARcE/eDDtJPlGr0M/s1600/IMG_9311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opPMR78yCNI/TVqa5TTophI/AAAAAAAARcE/eDDtJPlGr0M/s400/IMG_9311.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJbhBQETCso/TVqbAWcnxRI/AAAAAAAARcI/gkIyNrKmfA8/s1600/IMG_9292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJbhBQETCso/TVqbAWcnxRI/AAAAAAAARcI/gkIyNrKmfA8/s400/IMG_9292.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ♥Love these girls... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thHDVLtOvIY/TVqbIYoRQiI/AAAAAAAARcM/gk5AY71Su4g/s1600/IMG_9328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thHDVLtOvIY/TVqbIYoRQiI/AAAAAAAARcM/gk5AY71Su4g/s400/IMG_9328.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿"He is faithful..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-9222760692248119626?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/9222760692248119626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=9222760692248119626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/9222760692248119626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/9222760692248119626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvzSku4dZGs/TVqaIc8_2sI/AAAAAAAARb4/5kqdKNjJe8U/s72-c/IMG_9270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8706466798386890268</id><published>2011-02-14T06:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T06:39:51.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The One I Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"For He has clothed me with the garments of salvation, He has covered me&amp;nbsp;with the robe of righteousness." (Is.61:10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He has endured &lt;em&gt;all things&lt;/em&gt; for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Love endures all things" 1 Cor. 13:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He was wounded for [my] transgressions, He was bruised for [my] iniquities..." Is. 53:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am His.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; &lt;em&gt;You are Mine&lt;/em&gt;." Is. 43:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He is my Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Redeemer&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Sanctifier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Counselor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Shepherd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Shield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Comfortor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Protector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Glory, and the One Who lifts up my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who will not let me go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He has taught my heart these things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~That it is His pleasure to answer the cries of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~It is His pleasure to rescue my heart from trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~It is His pleasure to defend me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~It is His pleasure to walk with me, and uphold me with His righteous right hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~It is His pleasure to give...though I am not worthy or deserving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~It is His pleasure &lt;em&gt;to be with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;He calls me His Bride.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, let me never, &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; outlive my love to Thee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"For I am persuaded&lt;/span&gt; that neither death nor life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor angels nor principalities nor powers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor things present nor things to come, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor height nor depth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor any other created thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shall be able to separate us from the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Romans 8:37-39&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/2482801171516107283-8706466798386890268?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8706466798386890268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8706466798386890268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8706466798386890268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8706466798386890268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-i-love.html' title='The One I Love...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3257313022571222329</id><published>2011-01-26T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:50:30.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A post...just because.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very uninspired...life has been so quiet of late, there doesn't seem to be anything to write about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But quiet is good. Now that I am in the middle of a crazy week, I look back and wonder why I didn't appreciate the quiet more. My "winter break" seemed to drag on an extra&amp;nbsp;couple of weeks, as snowstorms and other unpredictable things lightened up my work schedule considerably (nearly drove me crazy, it did. I&amp;nbsp;think I&amp;nbsp;need some lessons on how to stay calm when the house is clean, laundry done, lessons finished...and there's nothing on my to-do list). Now I'm back into a "normal" routine, and trying to pretend not to be surprised at how hard it is to keep up. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm learning to &lt;strong&gt;rest&lt;/strong&gt; in Him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some favorite things about this month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~A visit from friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~A personal prayer retreat at&amp;nbsp;a friends cabin on the lake (the best way to start the year out right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~My fun group of students this semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Taking&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;"little sisters"&amp;nbsp;on a road trip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that about sums up life in January of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(So...maybe I'll add to this when I can think of something intelligent to write. Or after I&amp;nbsp;have some coffee...)&amp;nbsp; ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3257313022571222329?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3257313022571222329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3257313022571222329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3257313022571222329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3257313022571222329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/01/postjust-because.html' title='A post...just because.'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7084269055667683777</id><published>2011-01-17T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T08:30:31.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning obedience...</title><content type='html'>Hebrews 5:5-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So also Christ did not glorify Himself...who, in the days of His flesh, when He had offered up prayers and supplications, with vehement cries&amp;nbsp; and tears to Him &lt;em&gt;Who was able to save Him from death,&lt;/em&gt; and was heard because of His godly fear, though He was a Son, yet &lt;em&gt;He learned obedience by the things which He suffered."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...what is it going to take for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; to learn obedience? Do I really know what it is to be &lt;em&gt;crucified with Christ...&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7084269055667683777?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7084269055667683777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7084269055667683777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7084269055667683777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7084269055667683777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/01/learning-obedience.html' title='Learning obedience...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1309579885083731213</id><published>2011-01-11T08:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:35:45.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit from friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...is a good way to start the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxpd7QYMFI/AAAAAAAARY8/2qVpUMQDeAc/s1600/IMG_8451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxpd7QYMFI/AAAAAAAARY8/2qVpUMQDeAc/s400/IMG_8451.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A Morgillotson reunion is never long enough, but we still managed to make the most of our time together. Breakfast at the Egg &amp;amp; I, Platte River adventures, ice skating, hockey, a cold picnic, Starbucks, book shopping, roasting things over the fire, painting the living room, playing games at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taking crazy pictures downtown, my sis and I... :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr7bdx0KI/AAAAAAAARZA/ZDjmqKqldjI/s1600/IMG_8459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr7bdx0KI/AAAAAAAARZA/ZDjmqKqldjI/s320/IMG_8459.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr8zvEMYI/AAAAAAAARZE/3suzNbVY70c/s1600/IMG_8461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr8zvEMYI/AAAAAAAARZE/3suzNbVY70c/s320/IMG_8461.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr-UcZwqI/AAAAAAAARZI/thlavVdcZJ4/s1600/IMG_8471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr-UcZwqI/AAAAAAAARZI/thlavVdcZJ4/s320/IMG_8471.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr_fK6SeI/AAAAAAAARZM/nP1xbjsMOvI/s1600/IMG_8479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxr_fK6SeI/AAAAAAAARZM/nP1xbjsMOvI/s320/IMG_8479.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for coming out...we &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; having you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-1309579885083731213?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1309579885083731213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1309579885083731213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1309579885083731213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1309579885083731213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/01/visit-from-friends.html' title='A visit from friends...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TSxpd7QYMFI/AAAAAAAARY8/2qVpUMQDeAc/s72-c/IMG_8451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6318296076126097296</id><published>2011-01-10T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:01:24.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;...is like a book of blank pages to be filled with stories of God's goodness and grace- &lt;em&gt;written by His own hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I used to fear a blank calendar. (Maybe I still do, somewhat ;) Being the lover of adventure that I am, it's hard to accept at the beginning of January that I have nothing on my calendar of significance besides students, teaching, and recitals... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wish to know what lies ahead. To see a clear path before me. To know what difficulties or joys are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And then there's something called fact: (oh, and contentment too ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He works all things for good. He &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; the plans He has for me,&amp;nbsp; and He has and is always faithful to bring them about (I&amp;nbsp; know this from experience). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"And we know that all things work together for good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;to those who love God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;to those who are the called according to His purpose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If God knows, and He holds all things in His hands...then I don't need to know. It is in trusting Him alone&amp;nbsp;and walking in faith&amp;nbsp;that He is glorified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nothing of my own strength. Christ only...always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The will of God in Heaven being brough to earth. His Kingdom purposes. His glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;That's what matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Last years theme that God gave me was &lt;em&gt;prayer. &lt;/em&gt;He taught me so much through that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The theme for this year? I think.....&lt;em&gt;Rest.&lt;/em&gt; Trusting Him. Being still and knowing that He is God. Satisfaction in Him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So, now I'm getting excited-for what I do not see. It's going to be a good year, whatever comes, because He is faithful...&lt;em&gt;and works all things for His glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~~~~﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Therefore know that the LORD your God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is God&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;the faithful God Who keeps covenant and mercy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;for a thousand generations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;with&amp;nbsp;those who love Him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and keep His commandments."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dt. 7:9&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/2482801171516107283-6318296076126097296?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6318296076126097296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6318296076126097296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6318296076126097296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6318296076126097296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='A new year...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-924249125846309815</id><published>2010-12-16T07:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T07:10:20.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of a ramble...</title><content type='html'>It's middle-of-December craziness, and I'm just barely hanging on by a thread. Today is one of those "do the next thing" days...10 students, and a housecleaning job. Tomorrow evening is my student recital, held in&amp;nbsp;our very own TCS.net gallery downtown. Thankfully only half my students are participating. I could not fit 30+ students and families down there, but it is the perfect setting for a "living room recital". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much looking forward to Christmas break: three&amp;nbsp;weeks for me. Hopefully that will be enough break to get me through next semester, 'tho I've scared myself a bit...35 students already on the list beginning in January. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for break: finish making Christmas gifts, rest, repaint some of the house, visit relatives, have friends visit (yay!), and....maybe do things I rarely get to do, like read books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No snow in our part of Nebraska yet. Yesterday I had a chance to help a friend with an outdoor family photo shoot. It was a bit cold, but a beautifully perfect day for photo-shooting. Amazing. Last year this time we were in the middle of a crazy blizzard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been memorizing and thinking on Psalm 40 the past few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is amazing to think that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Many, O LORD my God, are Your wonderful works which You have done; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Your thoughts which are toward us cannot be recounted to You in order; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-924249125846309815?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/924249125846309815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=924249125846309815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/924249125846309815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/924249125846309815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/12/bit-of-ramble.html' title='A bit of a ramble...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1022902542708249833</id><published>2010-12-03T17:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T17:41:31.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TCS office makeover :)</title><content type='html'>Every once in awhile I get in a serious decorating/makeover mood. I don't always have a project to satisfy my random urges to paint or create something...but this time I did. It was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with the display cases. My brother suggests "black curtains would really look nice in the displays". And so we bought Walmart out of black fabric...twice. 60 yards worth. This was a week or more before infamous "Black Friday". The day we hoped to show off a completely redone photo gallery in the front of our office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came lights. Some three dozen of them we had to wire into all the display cases. It was serious sawdust and drywall mess everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were pictures to print and frame. Lots of black and white prints, and a dozen or more to frame and hang up on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And signage on the front door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we finally finished about 5 hours before opening time Friday morning. It was a fun project, and I enjoyed planning it all with Michael and getting to work with my brothers-they were all home over Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some photos...including some pictures of my studio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl65fx88MI/AAAAAAAARVo/ZXHYKKT2ao8/s1600/IMG_6872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl65fx88MI/AAAAAAAARVo/ZXHYKKT2ao8/s320/IMG_6872.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You are invited to a Christmas KSO concert! Next Tuesday, December 7th. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl66fD8a1I/AAAAAAAARVs/CLdXgYz88Ik/s1600/IMG_6877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl66fD8a1I/AAAAAAAARVs/CLdXgYz88Ik/s320/IMG_6877.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My studio, minus Sarah's beautiful canvas prints...they are out on display in the front gallery for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl688XUkwI/AAAAAAAARV0/dSOHS4UoO18/s1600/IMG_6885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl688XUkwI/AAAAAAAARV0/dSOHS4UoO18/s320/IMG_6885.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I "mod-podged" that door. It's a fun touch to a music room. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl69w6aSoI/AAAAAAAARV4/z8xilltdlf4/s1600/IMG_6887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl69w6aSoI/AAAAAAAARV4/z8xilltdlf4/s320/IMG_6887.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My brother wired in some nicer lighting for me. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl6_BbtzcI/AAAAAAAARV8/1H-fj1EW0_E/s1600/IMG_6892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl6_BbtzcI/AAAAAAAARV8/1H-fj1EW0_E/s320/IMG_6892.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The front gallery, all ready for the Christmas Walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7AHUMbSI/AAAAAAAARWA/oCRifL24cmU/s1600/IMG_6895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7AHUMbSI/AAAAAAAARWA/oCRifL24cmU/s320/IMG_6895.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had hundreds of people stop in to see the gallery on the Christmas Walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7BDX5JuI/AAAAAAAARWE/2A_wpTqQtd4/s1600/IMG_6897.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7BDX5JuI/AAAAAAAARWE/2A_wpTqQtd4/s320/IMG_6897.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7DZkudsI/AAAAAAAARWM/7nNQh4NzSyo/s1600/IMG_6905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7DZkudsI/AAAAAAAARWM/7nNQh4NzSyo/s320/IMG_6905.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sarah's display case. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7Ef8RlkI/AAAAAAAARWQ/GJ0aWQzDCVU/s1600/IMG_6911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7Ef8RlkI/AAAAAAAARWQ/GJ0aWQzDCVU/s320/IMG_6911.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7FZHGUpI/AAAAAAAARWU/gU3GAvWcIpE/s1600/IMG_6915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7FZHGUpI/AAAAAAAARWU/gU3GAvWcIpE/s320/IMG_6915.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lots of new pictures on display!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7GPB8ZoI/AAAAAAAARWY/6EEFCWYPsa4/s1600/IMG_6917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7GPB8ZoI/AAAAAAAARWY/6EEFCWYPsa4/s320/IMG_6917.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And...signage on the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7HHqOX1I/AAAAAAAARWc/xTG3GTnoARM/s1600/IMG_6920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl7HHqOX1I/AAAAAAAARWc/xTG3GTnoARM/s320/IMG_6920.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come and visit us! That's a must. We love visitors. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-1022902542708249833?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1022902542708249833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1022902542708249833' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1022902542708249833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1022902542708249833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/12/tcs-office-makeover.html' title='TCS office makeover :)'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPl65fx88MI/AAAAAAAARVo/ZXHYKKT2ao8/s72-c/IMG_6872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2290216398217234814</id><published>2010-12-01T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:51:13.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating Day 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The day after Thanksgiving turned into a Christmas decorating and "Grand Lighting of the Treehouse" tradition a few years ago. This year we had the Bible Study kids over to help. While the guys worked on the treehouse, the girls (who happened to outnumber the guys this year ;) did some fun decorating indoors, made some amazing food, and just had a good time laughing and being creative together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaOZQcf-jI/AAAAAAAARU0/eUZv9EHAyOw/s1600/IMG_6505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaOZQcf-jI/AAAAAAAARU0/eUZv9EHAyOw/s320/IMG_6505.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;White chocolate covered cranberries. Yum!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaOsGXH6JI/AAAAAAAARU4/4K4Tfi-x1eA/s1600/IMG_6506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaOsGXH6JI/AAAAAAAARU4/4K4Tfi-x1eA/s320/IMG_6506.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPCdao8pI/AAAAAAAARU8/ALE5Xshq3us/s1600/IMG_6509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPCdao8pI/AAAAAAAARU8/ALE5Xshq3us/s320/IMG_6509.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making pinecone ornaments&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPXsZrP0I/AAAAAAAARVA/AUm_vSUOtcQ/s1600/IMG_6511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPXsZrP0I/AAAAAAAARVA/AUm_vSUOtcQ/s320/IMG_6511.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPrdDMfJI/AAAAAAAARVE/7d1D7wm9uGg/s1600/IMG_6515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaPrdDMfJI/AAAAAAAARVE/7d1D7wm9uGg/s320/IMG_6515.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kayla :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaP8EKVv9I/AAAAAAAARVI/h4gVoJxWyOs/s1600/IMG_6516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaP8EKVv9I/AAAAAAAARVI/h4gVoJxWyOs/s320/IMG_6516.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaQXgQTfuI/AAAAAAAARVM/QwqqXzKMVIk/s1600/IMG_6520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaQXgQTfuI/AAAAAAAARVM/QwqqXzKMVIk/s320/IMG_6520.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaQeZ4pa6I/AAAAAAAARVQ/E7huRmRrVIw/s1600/IMG_6521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaQeZ4pa6I/AAAAAAAARVQ/E7huRmRrVIw/s320/IMG_6521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making swags&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaT5DPtZuI/AAAAAAAARVc/iXYIELeedpc/s1600/IMG_6850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaT5DPtZuI/AAAAAAAARVc/iXYIELeedpc/s320/IMG_6850.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaUJKawu2I/AAAAAAAARVg/-4rucm7hUQY/s1600/IMG_6855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaUJKawu2I/AAAAAAAARVg/-4rucm7hUQY/s320/IMG_6855.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fresh greenery makes the house smell *so* good!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaV4saEZUI/AAAAAAAARVk/bE6aeSDoTWg/s1600/IMG_6818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaV4saEZUI/AAAAAAAARVk/bE6aeSDoTWg/s320/IMG_6818.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lighting of The Treehouse!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaRBVx3CPI/AAAAAAAARVY/AxVtnZWP3rk/s1600/IMG_6535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaRBVx3CPI/AAAAAAAARVY/AxVtnZWP3rk/s320/IMG_6535.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making monkey bread&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaQu_0cNPI/AAAAAAAARVU/JCIYhPxKD2c/s400/IMG_6531.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fun girls :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-2290216398217234814?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/2290216398217234814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=2290216398217234814' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2290216398217234814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2290216398217234814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/12/decorating-day-2010.html' title='Decorating Day 2010!'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TPaOZQcf-jI/AAAAAAAARU0/eUZv9EHAyOw/s72-c/IMG_6505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1700821724445958686</id><published>2010-11-25T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:52:36.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;--from President Lincoln's Thanksgiving Proclamation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;October 3rd, 1863&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/2482801171516107283-1700821724445958686?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1700821724445958686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1700821724445958686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1700821724445958686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1700821724445958686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6530027889746454053</id><published>2010-11-16T14:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:09:44.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This journey I take...</title><content type='html'>I was looking back through my journal entries since this summer, and was a bit overwhelmed as I came across this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, June 17th:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even so it is not the will of your Father who is in heaven that one of these little ones should perish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let the children come to Me, and do not forbid them; for of such is the kingdom of Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...with God all things are possible"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Commit your way to the LORD, trust also in Him. And He shall bring it to pass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD, and He delights in His way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is ever merciful and lends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait on the LORD"&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;The story behind this entry...I was yet seeking the Lord's confirmation for Cambodia, and all in one mornings time with God He gave me these verses. &lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why God made it &lt;em&gt;so, very clear&lt;/em&gt; to me that I should go. I sometimes wonder why I &lt;em&gt;did go&lt;/em&gt;, for &lt;u&gt;what purpose&lt;/u&gt; He brought me to Cambodia, and what His plan was for me once I returned home. While I was there I yet was asking the Lord&amp;nbsp;"&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; did You bring me here?". Even now, I still wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time God gave me these verses I was thinking they all centered around this trip halfway around the world...and now I am beginning to wonder if I am yet living out these verses in some chapter in the story of my life&amp;nbsp;that God is scripting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These little ones...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not His will that they should perish. And so I pray for the power of&amp;nbsp; the gospel in their hearts, in their families, in their village.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOLbKO4-j2I/AAAAAAAARCg/sKFF6AdtgA8/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOLbKO4-j2I/AAAAAAAARCg/sKFF6AdtgA8/s200/page.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"With God all things are possible"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Commit your way to the LORD, and trust also in Him, and He will bring it to pass."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This I experienced in such obvious ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And He brought to pass...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yet I still wonder why He brought me to this, and through this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there is the here and now I must deal with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do I understand even now? Honestly, I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I don't see this journey God brought me on as something for me "to do" for two weeks. I have never felt more like an empty vessel than I did on this trip. I wanted to know the significance of the way God was orchestrating things...yet, even now I still wonder at the significance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wonder at the significance of events that surrounded my trip- the days prior and the days after I arrived back home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If it were His will for me to understand, I know He would reveal it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I get the feeling this story is yet in the making. I feel as if there is much more testing in the area of "Waiting on the Lord" than there was before this trip. There is something much, much greater here that I cannot see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how do I respond to&amp;nbsp;this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good question. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daily surrender, prayer, walking in faith, waiting on the Lord...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does God delight in the way I take? Am I trusting in His mercy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I waiting on Him...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow, I really want to read the next chapter of this story... I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so I must be constantly surrendered to not knowing... (A hard lesson for me to&amp;nbsp;learn, if you can't tell ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2482801171516107283-6530027889746454053?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6530027889746454053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6530027889746454053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6530027889746454053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6530027889746454053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-journey-i-take.html' title='This journey I take...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOLbKO4-j2I/AAAAAAAARCg/sKFF6AdtgA8/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3402742684058702325</id><published>2010-11-14T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:28:29.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of the Lord is my strength...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In the light of eternity what is the significance of a week? It is seven days given me by God to glorify, love, and enjoy Him, to further His Kingdom, to pour out my life in His service, to rejoice in His presence... It's a valuable set of days He has given me, and each moment counts for eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suppose some of you are watching for that glimpse into my week I promised a week ago as a part of YLCF's annual blog carnival...Well, I started halfway into my week and had it all nicely blogged in pictures, when my week suddenly turned into a train wreck. And I must mention that I discovered myself to be a whole week late getting the news about the blogging carnival anyhow... and by the time I heard about it, it was already over. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I thought I wouldn't leave you without a little glimpse into my life this week...but in pictures instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOBg_mzzNhI/AAAAAAAARCc/6UxJQRHZBOs/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOBg_mzzNhI/AAAAAAAARCc/6UxJQRHZBOs/s320/page.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There you have it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;::Tea~Much prayer and Bible reading~Many hours in my studio~Some music practice~Hershey's kisses from my students~Studio renovations~An evening of prayer for the persecuted church~A Cambodia presentation::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But real life isn't without the&amp;nbsp;hard sorts of things...and so I could tell you about last Monday, which was just the craziest, most tense day of my life for no apparent reason. About the call from the lawyer. And having to testify in a child custody case. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends who pray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. And difficult news from missionary friends.&amp;nbsp;Students that drop out of lessons for the rest of the year because of concerning health issues. Hitting a brick wall physically and having two entire days of lessons left in the week to teach. Having to turn around halfway to church this morning (80 mi down the road...) because of van transmission problems when I was supposed to be&amp;nbsp;giving a&amp;nbsp;Cambodia presentation for church...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet God is there. He is faithful. He is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is my Rock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is my God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so very grateful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3402742684058702325?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3402742684058702325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3402742684058702325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3402742684058702325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3402742684058702325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/11/joy-of-lord-is-my-strength.html' title='The joy of the Lord is my strength...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TOBg_mzzNhI/AAAAAAAARCc/6UxJQRHZBOs/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-5846317061764457963</id><published>2010-10-28T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:36:04.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿"How then shall they call on Him in whom they have not believed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how shall they believe in Him of whom they have not heard?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMocym5UXRI/AAAAAAAAQ_4/eyi5mYc8if4/s1600/DSCF0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMocym5UXRI/AAAAAAAAQ_4/eyi5mYc8if4/s320/DSCF0233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;"And look! The tears of the oppressed, and they have no comforter"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMojxyjTQ8I/AAAAAAAAQ_8/KL-WqWpo5_Y/s1600/Cambodia+601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMojxyjTQ8I/AAAAAAAAQ_8/KL-WqWpo5_Y/s320/Cambodia+601.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Satisfy their hungry souls, my Jesus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMok4Ru3_LI/AAAAAAAARAA/y3yrnfhWQuI/s1600/Cambodia+715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMok4Ru3_LI/AAAAAAAARAA/y3yrnfhWQuI/s320/Cambodia+715.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-5846317061764457963?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/5846317061764457963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=5846317061764457963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5846317061764457963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5846317061764457963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-cambodia_28.html' title='Pray for Cambodia...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TMocym5UXRI/AAAAAAAAQ_4/eyi5mYc8if4/s72-c/DSCF0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8385749149107652609</id><published>2010-10-24T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T15:44:37.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;The person in discussion is in an undisclosed location participating in secret activities for the&amp;nbsp;benefit of the person's mental prosperity. The person is having a satisfactory time and agreed when it was stated&amp;nbsp;that "life is good". She is being guarded by an elite security force and there is no reason to be concerned about her well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Undisclosed Security Officer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-8385749149107652609?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8385749149107652609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8385749149107652609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8385749149107652609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8385749149107652609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-4577996715971269051</id><published>2010-10-17T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:46:09.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLttPS3PliI/AAAAAAAAQ_Q/AjM5uCAw03o/s1600/cambodia+(58).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLttPS3PliI/AAAAAAAAQ_Q/AjM5uCAw03o/s320/cambodia+(58).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;::&lt;em&gt;Pray for Sao&lt;/em&gt;::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trust she is my sister in Christ. Her joy and desire to know and love God more is so evident in her life.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pray for God to reveal more of Himself to her every day. Pray for God to bind the evil one in her home and family and that her mother, father, and brothers would put their trust in the One true God. Pray for Sao's joy to be a testimony&amp;nbsp;to her family&amp;nbsp;of the work of God in her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-4577996715971269051?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/4577996715971269051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=4577996715971269051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4577996715971269051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4577996715971269051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-cambodia_17.html' title='Pray for Cambodia...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLttPS3PliI/AAAAAAAAQ_Q/AjM5uCAw03o/s72-c/cambodia+(58).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-124809180394044549</id><published>2010-10-14T10:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:05:26.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pray for the&amp;nbsp;spread of the gospel&amp;nbsp;in the village...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLccbbl0Z8I/AAAAAAAAQ_E/5tcGk8QOyII/s1600/cambodia+%2855%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLccbbl0Z8I/AAAAAAAAQ_E/5tcGk8QOyII/s320/cambodia+%2855%29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In addition to religion and superstitions, there are other physical &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;and spiritual obstacles keeping the Khmer people from inviting Christ to be &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord of their lives. Many&amp;nbsp; are held by addictions to drugs, alcohol, and gambling. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;TV and technology are bringing in many negative influences such as materialism &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;and greed. Illiteracy is indering the transformation of their lives and also renders &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;tracts, Bible and printed training materials useless.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pray that the purity of the gospel would reach the people quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pray for miraculous freedom from addictions and the destruction of fear and falsehoods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pray as oral materials (Gospel stories, Bible training, Solar Bibles-pictured above) are distributed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;among these primarily illiterate or oral peoples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pray that many would hear and receive this Gospel message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-124809180394044549?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/124809180394044549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=124809180394044549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/124809180394044549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/124809180394044549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-cambodia_14.html' title='Pray for Cambodia...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLccbbl0Z8I/AAAAAAAAQ_E/5tcGk8QOyII/s72-c/cambodia+%2855%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3266130364380022525</id><published>2010-10-12T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:06:15.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray for Glenn and Gayle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLRnu_VOp6I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/i5E9YBa4P1I/s1600/P1040376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLRnu_VOp6I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/i5E9YBa4P1I/s320/P1040376.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~as they minister with MUP in east Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~as they minister to the Cambodians at the border, establishing small businesses for low income families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and strengthening the church there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~to trust the Lords protection over their children (one of whom&amp;nbsp;daily risks his own life to&amp;nbsp;rescue and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bring hope to persecuted peoples in a neighboring country).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~to trust in the Lord to protect and provide for the ministry He has given them in Thailand and Cambodia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~that they would be encouraged by the prayers of the saints, and that God would guard their hearts from discouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~that they would bear the glory of God to the&amp;nbsp;Asian&amp;nbsp;people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3266130364380022525?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3266130364380022525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3266130364380022525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3266130364380022525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3266130364380022525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-cambodia_12.html' title='Pray for Cambodia...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLRnu_VOp6I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/i5E9YBa4P1I/s72-c/P1040376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-4942157440542256417</id><published>2010-10-10T17:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T17:29:28.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray for Pastor Sophan, Sopheap, and their son Ezra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLI8hMYuRfI/AAAAAAAAQ-g/VN3VVCzgsSU/s1600/sophan.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLI8hMYuRfI/AAAAAAAAQ-g/VN3VVCzgsSU/s320/sophan.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pray for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~their marriage to be a testimony to the village of what a Christian marriage should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~them to seek God and His Word for wisdom in training Ezra in His ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~continual growth in understanding God's Word, and wisdom in teaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and discipling young believers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~a deeper love for God, each other, and His people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~a great passion for the lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-4942157440542256417?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/4942157440542256417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=4942157440542256417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4942157440542256417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4942157440542256417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-cambodia.html' title='Pray for Cambodia...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TLI8hMYuRfI/AAAAAAAAQ-g/VN3VVCzgsSU/s72-c/sophan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3808644132899906005</id><published>2010-10-07T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:56:32.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Thailand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TK4jjrB_ebI/AAAAAAAAQ-Q/UtMhCN4VYIk/s1600/Bangkok+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="191" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TK4jjrB_ebI/AAAAAAAAQ-Q/UtMhCN4VYIk/s400/Bangkok+074.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sunday morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making sure we were packed and ready to go, we walked down to a Starbucks near our guesthouse and&amp;nbsp;met Glenn and Gayle there for a breakfast coffee/hot chocolate. They have coffee for "here" and "to go". For "here" they had three sizes of mugs- Small, Tall and Grande. Their small is actually smaller than our "tall" Starbucks drink here...just thought I'd mention that for the health conscious who might be interested in having Seattle coffee in a Thai Starbucks ;P Anyways...we were all pretty worn out from our adventures of the day/week before- and the coffee didn't exactly have it's desired effect (on me anyway).&lt;br /&gt;We all walked back to the guesthouse and checked out, loaded all of our luggage in two taxis and then walked back to Glenn&amp;nbsp; and Gayle's apartment for church. Our debriefing and prayer time was very good...we have so many plans and ideas for next year! I am so excited about the prospect of returning. It was such a joy to see the work God is doing in this remote area of Cambodia, and I am so&amp;nbsp;excited&amp;nbsp;to be able to pray for them and return someday, Lord willing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the next few days I will be posting some prayer requests for the people and country of Cambodia. Of course, it is very near to my heart having been there...but I hope that God might place a passion and desire in your heart to pray for this country as well.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for the Bangkok airport around noon Sunday. Our flight did not leave until 4pm so I spent some time in the aiport editing pictures. Our shorter flight to Taipei and then our long flight to Seattle were fairly uneventful. I was so tired I actually slept some. So many memories and emotions to sort through...Landed in Seattle&amp;nbsp;two hours earlier on Sunday than we left Bangkok.&amp;nbsp;Going through customs was a jolt back into American culture. No more smiling and courteous airport attendants/TSA officials. :( Spent the night with Jeff and Betsy. By&amp;nbsp;then I&amp;nbsp;was really wanting to see my family, and yet still dealing with why I must come home when my heart is halfway across&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;world in a village in Cambodia. The three hour flight to Denver was the longest of my life. :P Rachel came along with my mom and sister to pick me up. I was on overload at first, but glad to be back. So many stories to share, and yet it's hard sharing too...knowing that it's just impossible to really describe what God allowed me to experience there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so, deeply grateful for God allowing me to see the inside story of missionary life. The hardships, the continual dependency on God, the glory of seeing God reveal Himself. Getting to see God's miracles, His providence in bringing about divine appointments, His daily mercies...the joy of meeting brothers and sisters in Christ that I might never have met this side of Heaven if it weren't for God bringing this trip about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indescribable. But I hope in some way these journals and pictures can give you a taste of what it was like...and that He will lead you to pray for Cambodia. It has shown me how I can better pray for missionary friends, or the persecuted church, or believers in other countries. These sorts of people and issues do not seem so far away to me now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, I am so very grateful to God...and thank you also for your prayers. God answered them in direct and&amp;nbsp;powerful ways. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soli Deo Gloria!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3808644132899906005?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3808644132899906005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3808644132899906005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3808644132899906005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3808644132899906005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/leaving-thailand.html' title='Leaving Thailand...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TK4jjrB_ebI/AAAAAAAAQ-Q/UtMhCN4VYIk/s72-c/Bangkok+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-5470525667518204079</id><published>2010-10-06T06:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T06:27:48.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Journal Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last day in Cambodia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a little after 5am. The chanting at the Wat had started around 3:30am, but I must be more used to it now because I slept through most of&amp;nbsp;it this time. Gayle and I packed up and then walked to the Thai border market to buy something before we left. The taxi driver was already waiting for us in front of the guesthouse a whole hour early. Good thing I guess. The dope drivers were all standing around and teasing us about walking instead of taking a ride. They were saying how we were walking to be healthy and would live a very, very long time. ;) The Kamai would use their last reole on a moto instead of walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the walk back from the market, Raavi and his mother were up and opening up their food stand but they had not started frying bananas yet. We were hoping to have some for our breakfast....Raavi was sad to hear we were leaving. I'm sure he's glad not to have to pull me out of the mud anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded up our taxi's back at the guesthouse and drove to the ministry center to get the rest of our stuff. I was praying that Sao would be there, and she was already busy at 6:30am cleaning the ministry center. She was so happy to see me one more time before we left, and I was too...sad to say goodbye though, of course. God's grace was so evident...something is pulling me home. And yet my heart is staying behind. So hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye to Sophan and Ezra. I did not see Sopheap so did not get to say goodbye to her. After many hugs, we left our hearts behind in Sompovloun and began the trek to Poipet. Gayle took one car filled with luggage, and we rode in the other. Our driver was very cautious. I don't think he was used to the road, which was both good and bad. Only a few kilometers down the road we ran into a major roadblock. Two trucks were sunk deep in the mud, completely blocking anyone from getting through. Our driver asked permission to drive through some peoples “yards”, and we managed to get around and through the mud without getting stuck. Unkown to us at the time, Gayles driver (who was much more experienced with this road) was telling her he really did not think it was possible to get through to Poipet because there was a major section of road washed out with vehicles stuck on the mud. Gayle was pretty concerned and was forming plan B-which could mean going back to Sompovloun and taking the only other way out to Battambang-an entire days drive just to get out of Cambodia and possibly not making our flight on Sunday afternoon. She was worried also because our driver was over-cautious and might not make it through the deep water. It was a pretty intense couple of hours. Our car kept breaking down, and our driver would have to get out to do something with the gas tank in order to get it started again. A few times the gas went out in the middle of deep water. :P We finally made it within a few kilometers of the paved road to Poipet and ran into very deep water and trucks buried in the mud. A tractor was pulling out a pickup filled with Cambodians, but the water was very deep. Our driver had us climb out to lighten the load, and we crossed by foot on a bamboo path. When our driver came through, the car was submerged in water nearly up to the windshield. After that, we had to deal with a few more road blocks-all the while our driver was getting a call every other minute from Gayles driver who was pretty mad at our driver for taking so long. Our driver would mutter away in Kamai as if we understood everything he was saying, and Kevin would sympathize with him in english...it was a riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Poipet, covered in mud. Gayle was pretty concerned about the border crossing and getting through to our bus in time. Thankfully we had short lines through all the customs and passport checkpoints. We loaded all our luggage in three Tuk-Tuks and zipped to the bus station. Made it in time with a few minutes to spare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 hour bus ride was uneventful. We checked back into the christian guesthouse in Bangkok and cleaned up. The first real shower in a week. Glenn kept teasing us about how the week of mud treatments had improved our looks. I must say it's nice to have clean feet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to eat at S&amp;amp;P. Finally some food other than fried rice and noodles. Went to the night bazaar and enjoyed mangos and sticky rice (heavenly) after. I cannot believe we head back to America tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I read in Psalms..."Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; well". I am overwhelmed by God's goodness to me...in allowing me to meet His people here and see the glorious work He is doing in this part of Cambodia. One of the most incredible experiences of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye to such a beautiful place, where God is doing great things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKubCgtnIeI/AAAAAAAAQ-E/OmE5Csw994Y/s1600/DSCF0187.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKubCgtnIeI/AAAAAAAAQ-E/OmE5Csw994Y/s400/DSCF0187.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On our way out of Sompovloun... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXhTC225I/AAAAAAAAQ9Y/lBWzhqkUtiU/s1600/cambodia+%28198%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXhTC225I/AAAAAAAAQ9Y/lBWzhqkUtiU/s400/cambodia+%28198%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXj0cZSKI/AAAAAAAAQ9c/jswE2tK7D_A/s1600/cambodia+%28199%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXj0cZSKI/AAAAAAAAQ9c/jswE2tK7D_A/s400/cambodia+%28199%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXlgacGLI/AAAAAAAAQ9g/hZ1Vxji8Kx4/s1600/cambodia+%28203%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXlgacGLI/AAAAAAAAQ9g/hZ1Vxji8Kx4/s400/cambodia+%28203%29.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where our taxi driver made us get out and walk. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXom_W-xI/AAAAAAAAQ9k/Vz8BPKJYZZs/s1600/cambodia+%28205%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXom_W-xI/AAAAAAAAQ9k/Vz8BPKJYZZs/s400/cambodia+%28205%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXrCRzMJI/AAAAAAAAQ9o/i30_mNOWq0U/s1600/cambodia+%28207%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKuXrCRzMJI/AAAAAAAAQ9o/i30_mNOWq0U/s400/cambodia+%28207%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These guys really could have lightened their load too, and not have to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;towed through by a tractor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKua_PPuW0I/AAAAAAAAQ-A/Nhg7bfKu3_0/s1600/Cambodia+1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKua_PPuW0I/AAAAAAAAQ-A/Nhg7bfKu3_0/s400/Cambodia+1094.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKubGODdfcI/AAAAAAAAQ-I/hHy7FYJrnJo/s1600/Cambodia+1091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKubGODdfcI/AAAAAAAAQ-I/hHy7FYJrnJo/s400/Cambodia+1091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the beginnings of our long trek home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-5470525667518204079?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/5470525667518204079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=5470525667518204079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5470525667518204079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5470525667518204079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/cambodia-journal-day-8.html' title='Cambodia Journal Day 8'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKubCgtnIeI/AAAAAAAAQ-E/OmE5Csw994Y/s72-c/DSCF0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7739386317772165206</id><published>2010-10-05T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T07:05:23.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Journal Day 7</title><content type='html'>And today come goodbyes. I do not know how to deal with today. I tried to savor every moment of it. We had breakfast near the Thai border market again this morning. On our walk back to the ministry center we stopped by and bought some fresh fried bananas at Taul and Pei's. Raavi and Yola were there. I did not see Raavi later on today at all, so I guess that was the first goodbye of the day. I will not forget my friend who pulls me out of the mud when I get stuck on prayer walks. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day seemed long in a very hot, sticky and humid way. I was feeling kind of strange, and working with the girls sewing for 5 hours in the heat really made the day seem long...and yet in a way I did not want it to end. At 4:00 the parents came for our VBS program. The children sang their songs, quoted scripture, and acted out the Joseph story after only one practice over the lunch hour. The parents loved it. They were so proud of their children. The boys and girls showed the stools and blouses that they had made. I met Sao's mother. Played with all&amp;nbsp;my "dirty little urchins" to my hearts content. They would just hang on me and grab hold of my hands and arms and give me hugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goodbyes were so bittersweet. Sao had tears, and I think Pei did also. They all were so sad to say goodbye. Pei gave me her beautiful cross necklace. As we walked out the gate I motioned that I would keep Sao always in my heart, and she motioned the same back. I have to save the tears for later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to leave, but I am surrendered to the Lord and where He takes me I will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Sophan and Sopeap and Ezra out to dinner at Sasaydah and then met in our room at the guesthouse to pray for them. I think Sophan was very blessed...Sopeap was busy keeping Ezra quiet. I love their family so much and so desire to see them shining God's glory to this village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;The Thai border-if you can see in the picture, there is a bridge that crosses&lt;br /&gt;over into Thailand.There are still mine fields in the area that have not been cleared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKsRi9H0ExI/AAAAAAAAQ9U/mptdbmWCelw/s1600/DSCF0199.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKsRi9H0ExI/AAAAAAAAQ9U/mptdbmWCelw/s400/DSCF0199.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKsQrVN0w8I/AAAAAAAAQ9Q/mx4WF3qbbMw/s1600/DSCN6264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKsQrVN0w8I/AAAAAAAAQ9Q/mx4WF3qbbMw/s400/DSCN6264.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The parents program. Our afternoon thunderstorm was threatening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to hit right before this, but we prayed...and a little later I saw the clouds on the other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;side of the village. It did not rain at all that day. In fact, God kept the rains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from hindering any part of the VBS all week long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9LtWdsLI/AAAAAAAAQ8g/5Y8HRyJ_vHY/s1600/cambodia+%28182%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9LtWdsLI/AAAAAAAAQ8g/5Y8HRyJ_vHY/s400/cambodia+%28182%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9bdPGELI/AAAAAAAAQ8k/sinyrOQfpjA/s1600/cambodia+%28183%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9bdPGELI/AAAAAAAAQ8k/sinyrOQfpjA/s400/cambodia+%28183%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKqEnCocPnI/AAAAAAAAQ9M/x1OuqWuI7xk/s400/Cambodia+952.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple videos from the program... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b437f211d3dc117f" 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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db437f211d3dc117f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4916C3AB234FAF8644127FC7505F33A141900A.2F0BD037549CA6A8FD61DC7F22E96B1C80CF1737%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db437f211d3dc117f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFqSJiNoFl0MAdw1namMTWkeGfHY&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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db437f211d3dc117f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4916C3AB234FAF8644127FC7505F33A141900A.2F0BD037549CA6A8FD61DC7F22E96B1C80CF1737%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db437f211d3dc117f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFqSJiNoFl0MAdw1namMTWkeGfHY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9kDTpk9I/AAAAAAAAQ8o/bX4oIj73a18/s400/cambodia+%28184%29.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The parents were so proud of their children. After the program we had refreshments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then said our goodbyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9yP5pSsI/AAAAAAAAQ8s/EqzK1DSAyIg/s1600/cambodia+%28185%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9yP5pSsI/AAAAAAAAQ8s/EqzK1DSAyIg/s400/cambodia+%28185%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls and their blouses. We were sewing frantically up until the moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the parents arrived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKqBt5XNUYI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/xS2kCLjoXaY/s1600/Cambodia+980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKqBt5XNUYI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/xS2kCLjoXaY/s400/Cambodia+980.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys and their stools...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-aVQTonI/AAAAAAAAQ9A/oQ5lkx_vmNw/s1600/cambodia+%28196%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-aVQTonI/AAAAAAAAQ9A/oQ5lkx_vmNw/s400/cambodia+%28196%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our VBS helpers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp969sTMUI/AAAAAAAAQ8w/agtU3MND5E4/s1600/cambodia+%28187%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp969sTMUI/AAAAAAAAQ8w/agtU3MND5E4/s400/cambodia+%28187%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sao and her mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9-iKuPKI/AAAAAAAAQ80/ERdvcBkikqQ/s1600/cambodia+%28192%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp9-iKuPKI/AAAAAAAAQ80/ERdvcBkikqQ/s400/cambodia+%28192%29.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sao, my precious little sister in the Lord...I pray for you every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and will always keep you in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKqES-cABvI/AAAAAAAAQ9I/NY7wt7fTRSc/s1600/Cambodia+967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKqES-cABvI/AAAAAAAAQ9I/NY7wt7fTRSc/s400/Cambodia+967.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jesus loves you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-IfqeQVI/AAAAAAAAQ84/kJRh_pVMOTU/s1600/cambodia+%28193%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-IfqeQVI/AAAAAAAAQ84/kJRh_pVMOTU/s400/cambodia+%28193%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God be with you, til we meet again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-SC5zfmI/AAAAAAAAQ88/3kOCN4zjdHw/s1600/cambodia+%28195%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKp-SC5zfmI/AAAAAAAAQ88/3kOCN4zjdHw/s400/cambodia+%28195%29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Goodbye, precious little people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7739386317772165206?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7739386317772165206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7739386317772165206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7739386317772165206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7739386317772165206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/cambodia-journal-day-7.html' title='Cambodia Journal Day 7'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKsRi9H0ExI/AAAAAAAAQ9U/mptdbmWCelw/s72-c/DSCF0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7980166315408001682</id><published>2010-10-04T05:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T05:52:00.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Journal Day 6</title><content type='html'>Was awakened around 4am by wild music and chanting coming from the direction of the Wat. It carried on til about 6:00. They obviously had some sort of public announcement to make...Gayle couldn't make out the words they were chanting. We wondered if all of our prayer walks around the Wat were the reason for the odd chant session this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode up to Sasaydah in the mud for breakfast. My moto almost went down a couple of times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the children were waiting for us when we arrived nearly an hour early to set up for VBS. I was swamped by hugs and girls grabbing me by the arm before I hardly had time to disembark and pay my dope driver. I had a better time with my sewing girls this morning. They finally remembered their english enough to ask me my name, so now I am “Nyekru Kristin!” constantly. “Nyekru! Nyekru! Nyekru!”. I am in such high demand, I am beginning to see the value in learning to say “please wait” at least in Kamai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sopheap insisted on feeding us lunch, which was again amazing. Certainly helps with the dilemma of choices at Sasaydah. Fried rice, or noodles? It's getting to be a harder and harder decision every time we go because I don't feel like having either menu option. ;) Sophan ate lunch with us, and we had the blessing of hearing his story of how he came to the Lord and of his years of ministry and what sorts of things God has brought him through. That was very, very neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked back to the guesthouse for a short rest break. I was pretty tired, but I'm still afraid to take naps because I know it would really mess me up. I took a few minutes to begin editing pictures. As of today I am up to nearly 900 pictures to edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were all invited back to the center by 2:00 to work on their projects. We had all the sewing girls, plus lots of younger siblings. It was hot and crazy. My girls were making quite a bit of progress though and I was able to leave them and go play with the little “ragmuffins” for a bit (there's a story behind that...believe me, I really do think they're precious little people! ;). We started out with “follow the leader” and then they pulled me into a game of....not sure what. But I managed it even though I couldn't say a word and the little people don't understand that I can't speak to them. They were so funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before English class,&amp;nbsp;Pei, Taul and Tak pulled me next door to a food stand and bought me some dish to try that was full of red chili's. Almost unbearably hot, but they ate it too and were crying-so I guess it was hot for them too! We cooled our throbbing tongues with fanta on crushed ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class was next, and we had a smaller group so I showed them pictures of my family and then pulled up some Bible verses on my computer in large print for them to read and discuss. Two of the boys are buddhist, and I clearly shared the gospel and Pei translated quite well for me. It was a really neat experience. One of the buddhist boys has a mother who has become a believer and he said he was “trying to believe”. I told him he could talk to Sophan if he had questions. Just as we were finishing Eglish class and setting up for dinner the monsoon hit once again. We were eating outdoors under the shelter where we have VBS and the noise was so loud we could hardly talk to each other. Sophan, Sopheap and Ezra joined us for dinner, so that was very special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I helped set up an English program on Sophans computer. Hopefully it will help them gain some more English language skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayle and I walked back to the guesthouse in the mud (nothing new...we are getting very used to mud, all over us). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a hard time today realizing that my time here is nearly over. There were many special reminders today of God's presence with me...I just have such a longing to stay here and see this village and these people drawn to the Lord. As the rain was pouring down tonight I just had a peace from the Lord that He would not tear me away from these people never to see them again. I am wishing the rain would keep us here 'til the end of the month... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine&amp;nbsp;four on a moto... We only tried it a couple of times. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKkBvl9ZwqI/AAAAAAAAQ7k/bq8Rtmg2Zlo/s1600/cambodia+%2872%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKkBvl9ZwqI/AAAAAAAAQ7k/bq8Rtmg2Zlo/s320/cambodia+%2872%29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Thursday the boys woodworking projects were coming along...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they built stools for themselves and desks for the ministry center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKkD6_GAUTI/AAAAAAAAQ8E/u0zqZjoycZQ/s1600/cambodia+%28167%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKkD6_GAUTI/AAAAAAAAQ8E/u0zqZjoycZQ/s320/cambodia+%28167%29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We had been trying to get Sasaydah to fix a certain dish for us for breakfast, but they wouldn't-so Sopheap told us of a lady who makes that dish and has a little breakfast/lunch place near the Thai border market. So we all&amp;nbsp;met at 6:30am and walked to the border for breakfast. We met up with Sophan there and he joined us. The meal was delicious. The family who runs the little cafe are Christian, and after we ate one of the girls asked us if we could come pray for her mom because their family was in a very distressing and serious situation. So we went inside, laid hands on her and prayed. She was weeping and so grateful that we would pray for her and gave me a long hug, and her daughter too...that was really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VBS went well, although it got rather hot and stuffy by the middle of the morning. I was beginning to feel very tired, and the sewing hour seemed to stretch on forever. During the Bible lesson, I sat in the middle of the girls to keep them focused and quiet and they all wanted to hold my hand or touch me. I love their smiles. I've never been smiled at this much in all my life! ;) Most of my girls are doing okay on their sewing project, but one of my girls kept putting away her stuff and making audible sounds of protest every time I pulled it out again for her. She has a difficult fabric to work with (knit), and in this sticky heat with lots of sweaty handsewing...easy to get discouraged. She's a sweetie though. When we were prayer walking back in kilo dat bey village I saw her and then she came to the center during english class and sat with me. Her little brother is a fun little guy. Not shy at all and has the sweetest laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch at Sasaydah, we could see our afternoon monsoon beginning to blow in so we got out of there as fast as we could catch a moto dope. It really poured hard this time. Lots of wind. I was amazed that the roads weren't in worse condition than they were, but I think it rained so hard this time that it just ran off instead of soaking in as badly as it had the days before. Gayle wanted to take me back into Kilo Dat Bey Village to pray there and see where many of the children come from.&amp;nbsp;It was difficult to walk our prayer walk....the muck and garbage along kilo dat bey was unbelievable. Gayle knew many of the people back there, so after prayer walking for awhile we ended up stopping at nearly every hut to lay hands on and pray for people. One girl had been bitten by a giant centipede and was running a high fever. We met the little miracle boy whose body had almost completely shut down from dengue and miraculously recovered after a pastor laid hands on and prayed for him. He looks so happy and healthy. I had met his mother at church last Sunday. She is one of the quilting ladies. We also walked by Sao's hut. She has two brothers that are “crazy”. Some say, Kmher black magic. One of her brothers was sitting outside and just stared at us as we went by... I cried out the Lord for the evil one to be bound in that home and family. Sao is so precious... She spends most of her time at the ministry center helping Sopheap, but for some reason I did not see her at all today after VBS was over with. She asked John today how a person could keep from going to hell if they kept sinning. John had a good talk with her, and he noticed she really seemed to be thinking a lot during the Bible lesson. She has such a genuine heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all arrived back from prayer walking just in time for english class. Most of the youth that come to english class also attend church on sundays. However, one of the boys is buddhist and plays drums at the Wat. I have a neat idea for english class if I can get my laptop working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sopheap fed us another amazing dinner tonight, and then we headed back to the guesthouse before it could start raining on us. Had a long prayer/talk time and then said our farewells to John and the boys who are headed back to Phnom Penh in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired little ones...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd01RudPvI/AAAAAAAAQ6A/lDYkO77Nw80/s1600/cambodia+(54).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd01RudPvI/AAAAAAAAQ6A/lDYkO77Nw80/s400/cambodia+(54).JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd09UyZf6I/AAAAAAAAQ6E/XlBNupLZDtA/s1600/cambodia+(55).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd09UyZf6I/AAAAAAAAQ6E/XlBNupLZDtA/s400/cambodia+(55).JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A family that received a Solar Proclaimer Bible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2av04C7I/AAAAAAAAQ6c/_Ot4i2A9oco/s1600/cambodia+(78).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2av04C7I/AAAAAAAAQ6c/_Ot4i2A9oco/s400/cambodia+(78).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Thai Border market...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2nRhneZI/AAAAAAAAQ6g/ZvEuEjnE-L8/s1600/cambodia+(88).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2nRhneZI/AAAAAAAAQ6g/ZvEuEjnE-L8/s400/cambodia+(88).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd20dgp6mI/AAAAAAAAQ6k/xzy9BKYLmXw/s1600/cambodia+(89).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd20dgp6mI/AAAAAAAAQ6k/xzy9BKYLmXw/s400/cambodia+(89).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3CljFVuI/AAAAAAAAQ6o/OD_DVUYUzeE/s1600/cambodia+(90).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3CljFVuI/AAAAAAAAQ6o/OD_DVUYUzeE/s400/cambodia+(90).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our afternoon rain storm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3Qu4Gg6I/AAAAAAAAQ6s/jSLLihHVm6Y/s1600/cambodia+(141).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3Qu4Gg6I/AAAAAAAAQ6s/jSLLihHVm6Y/s400/cambodia+(141).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Headed back to the Ministry Center from the Guesthouse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3gFuZ_qI/AAAAAAAAQ6w/8cucWHbRzYI/s1600/cambodia+(142).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3gFuZ_qI/AAAAAAAAQ6w/8cucWHbRzYI/s400/cambodia+(142).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kilo Dat Bey Village...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3wZxewXI/AAAAAAAAQ60/VHb7HFcdMD0/s1600/cambodia+(143).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd3wZxewXI/AAAAAAAAQ60/VHb7HFcdMD0/s400/cambodia+(143).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the path through the village...we prayed as we tramped &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;through the garbage and muck. We laid hands on and prayed over a lot of sick little ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4DC1toyI/AAAAAAAAQ64/nvO0BY610Js/s1600/cambodia+(144).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4DC1toyI/AAAAAAAAQ64/nvO0BY610Js/s400/cambodia+(144).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2K-NzVPI/AAAAAAAAQ6Y/iRoydY_9tCA/s1600/cambodia+(73).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd2K-NzVPI/AAAAAAAAQ6Y/iRoydY_9tCA/s400/cambodia+(73).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4RhN88bI/AAAAAAAAQ68/YyXLVJIeaBo/s1600/cambodia+(147).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4RhN88bI/AAAAAAAAQ68/YyXLVJIeaBo/s400/cambodia+(147).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4rwJK8FI/AAAAAAAAQ7E/APStsTp-Gn0/s1600/cambodia+(149).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd4rwJK8FI/AAAAAAAAQ7E/APStsTp-Gn0/s400/cambodia+(149).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd43Z28gwI/AAAAAAAAQ7I/FfRwZc8w7SE/s1600/cambodia+(150).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd43Z28gwI/AAAAAAAAQ7I/FfRwZc8w7SE/s400/cambodia+(150).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The "industrious lady". She has a lot of fruit trees, plants, ducks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5CWAZ5XI/AAAAAAAAQ7M/loammh34DCc/s1600/cambodia+(151).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5CWAZ5XI/AAAAAAAAQ7M/loammh34DCc/s400/cambodia+(151).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The little boy God miraculously healed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5VtcBM0I/AAAAAAAAQ7Q/LZ_8IA60LVE/s1600/cambodia+(152).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5VtcBM0I/AAAAAAAAQ7Q/LZ_8IA60LVE/s400/cambodia+(152).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5f51shlI/AAAAAAAAQ7U/s66zWUDd0Vs/s1600/cambodia+(153).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5f51shlI/AAAAAAAAQ7U/s66zWUDd0Vs/s400/cambodia+(153).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5p0cBgCI/AAAAAAAAQ7Y/mkJJGh9Awjk/s1600/cambodia+(154).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd5p0cBgCI/AAAAAAAAQ7Y/mkJJGh9Awjk/s400/cambodia+(154).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These guys couldn't be happier with all the mud... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd56dwXP1I/AAAAAAAAQ7c/bctQ4IJ-1yc/s1600/cambodia+(156).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd56dwXP1I/AAAAAAAAQ7c/bctQ4IJ-1yc/s400/cambodia+(156).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd6F8XWFlI/AAAAAAAAQ7g/37FbJpARWdc/s1600/cambodia+(157).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd6F8XWFlI/AAAAAAAAQ7g/37FbJpARWdc/s400/cambodia+(157).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿English Class Photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7400104424132840971?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7400104424132840971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7400104424132840971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7400104424132840971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7400104424132840971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/cambodia-journal-day-5.html' title='Cambodia Journal Day 5'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKd01RudPvI/AAAAAAAAQ6A/lDYkO77Nw80/s72-c/cambodia+(54).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2255857942307334068</id><published>2010-10-02T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T09:55:31.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Journal Day 4</title><content type='html'>We attempted breakfast at Sasaydah this morning. There were no moto dopes around so we walked most of the way. I felt at peace about the day and about teaching my lesson...I appreciate prayer times with Gayle and the others. Had noodles for breakfast. Rode four on a dope down the ministry center. See, westerners can do it too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were there again when we arrived, and I was met by a bunch of hugs from the girls. Some of them are very, very sweet, and some a bit ornery. ;) We played the game we couldn't get around to yesterday with them to start off. They loved it. God allowed me to have a clear mind as I presented the Bible lesson. Sophan did a great job interpreting. I learned a few ways I would do things differently while being interpreted...but it went really well considering it had been awhile since I have had to teach that way. At least some of the kids were grinning up at me the whole time, so maybe they were listening. ;) I hope so. The girls made some pretty good progress on their big sewing project, but it looks like it will take the rest of the week to finish the shirts they are sewing by hand. We rode up to Sasaydah for lunch, and waited a little too long there. The afternoon rain shower hit hard just as we wanted to leave. After standing and watching it for awhile, and seeing no motos out we decided to walk back. Mud, mud, mud. There are some pretty hilarious muddy road jokes going around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up, we walked to the ministry center to start our prayer walk. However, when we arrived there were some important government officials that had come on a surprise visit. Gayle, Sophan and John stayed and met with them while we started off on our prayer walk. I walked with Taul and her brother Ravvi and we circled Kilo Dat Bey and walked around the Wat (buddhist temple/monastery). In my heart I was crying out to the Lord for His love to be placed on these people to bring them to Himself...that He would reveal His salvation&amp;nbsp;to them. We stopped and chatted with a few villagers. They were all asking about me. White people are a pretty rare sight around here. When we made it back to the ministry center, Taul and I were pretty much covered in mud. Ravvi pumped the well for us so we could wash off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once everyone else got back we had english class for an hour. One of the guys brought some baby coconuts as a gift for the teachers. Whacked off the tops, and stuck a straw inside. Mmmm.....so far, tropical fruit-wise, I have had: guava, mango, pomello, fried bananas, fresh pineapple, apples, dragonfruit...amazingly good. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We learned later that the government official that had stopped into question Pastor Sophan was the minister of cults and religions and lives in Kilometer 12 village. We are thinking he saw us out picking up trash with the kids in K12 village the day before and was curious as to what we were all about. After questioning Pastor Sophan, John and Gayle for awhile he asked for some literature and also mentioned his need for eyeglasses. Funny thing, we had just brought a lot of eye glasses with us from the States. So they fitted him with glasses and he left happy. :) Hopefully he will not cause trouble for Pastor Sophan or the church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBMhy9owI/AAAAAAAAQ5M/PtTmUni6q0c/s1600/cambodia+(107).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBMhy9owI/AAAAAAAAQ5M/PtTmUni6q0c/s400/cambodia+(107).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pastor Sophan interpreting for my Bible lesson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBVrj6phI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/UmBFOJhjlZw/s1600/cambodia+(108).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBVrj6phI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/UmBFOJhjlZw/s400/cambodia+(108).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joseph's colorful coat game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBp5qZY8I/AAAAAAAAQ5U/wYFc2-47WmI/s1600/cambodia+(125).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdBp5qZY8I/AAAAAAAAQ5U/wYFc2-47WmI/s400/cambodia+(125).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Smiles and giggles later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdB7FXHVmI/AAAAAAAAQ5Y/BzSqH7Pjprw/s1600/cambodia+(126).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdB7FXHVmI/AAAAAAAAQ5Y/BzSqH7Pjprw/s400/cambodia+(126).jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDsWwzxsI/AAAAAAAAQ50/cvtRRMx1cQ4/s1600/cambodia+(137).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDsWwzxsI/AAAAAAAAQ50/cvtRRMx1cQ4/s400/cambodia+(137).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdCQCY3jpI/AAAAAAAAQ5c/wNyxHJFJ9oY/s1600/cambodia+(127).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdCQCY3jpI/AAAAAAAAQ5c/wNyxHJFJ9oY/s400/cambodia+(127).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think this guy is the winner... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdCkv-t6zI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/sPj9YH6KjaU/s1600/cambodia+(128).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdCkv-t6zI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/sPj9YH6KjaU/s400/cambodia+(128).jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little guy came every day to watch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDJky6pbI/AAAAAAAAQ5o/pbkKb3IAdJw/s1600/cambodia+(132).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDJky6pbI/AAAAAAAAQ5o/pbkKb3IAdJw/s400/cambodia+(132).jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sewing time with my girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdA29EsBGI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/irT_-dgDMto/s1600/cambodia+(99).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdA29EsBGI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/irT_-dgDMto/s400/cambodia+(99).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDUf_UDqI/AAAAAAAAQ5s/U-ggWYrTv_E/s1600/cambodia+(133).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDUf_UDqI/AAAAAAAAQ5s/U-ggWYrTv_E/s400/cambodia+(133).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDijqdUMI/AAAAAAAAQ5w/YXWFvsZFYXs/s1600/cambodia+(134).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdDijqdUMI/AAAAAAAAQ5w/YXWFvsZFYXs/s400/cambodia+(134).jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And He took them up in His arms, laid His hands on them, and blessed them..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdD1LCa5AI/AAAAAAAAQ54/KWT_T2PRfD8/s1600/cambodia+(172).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdD1LCa5AI/AAAAAAAAQ54/KWT_T2PRfD8/s400/cambodia+(172).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKdArHDtAQI/AAAAAAAAQ5E/Zpy-0d8dDcI/s1600/cambodia+(173).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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My Bible reading just happened to include Romans 8 this morning. The very chapter the children are memorizing from for VBS this week. “Who shall separate me from the love of Christ?...For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to expect today. There were children crowding the front yard of the ministry center when we arrived at 7:30am&amp;nbsp;to set up. Sopheap lined them up by size for their T-shirts. They all seemed very eager and excited to be there. I thought things went very smoothly. The girls sewing project is off to a good start. I have eight girls to help, and we seem to be doing fairly well communicating through smiles and gestures. I had prayed this morning that the children would be peaceful and attentive, and the Lord gave that. There were some difficult things that I was not sure how to handle or respond to, but I prayed and God gave me the grace to forgive and see beyond the situation. That was the only attack of the enemy...once I prayed I could sense God working in great ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, the children came back for a work project-picking up trash in the village.&amp;nbsp;Pei and I took a group of girls down one side of the road. We filled three trashbags full of trash. It would seem to not even make a dent in the cleaning up of the village, but it is a good testimony. The whole village was watching or out and about on motos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our work project, we enjoyed some downtime with the kids at the ministry center. I had an impromptu photo shoot with the girls...found myself smothered by dozens of arms and surrounded by smiles. Some fun pictures out of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held an English class at 4:00. I worked with Pei (Champei), and Sao listened in. By the end I had a couple of other guys and Pei's older sister practicing their english on me as well. I really enjoyed that time building relationships with the youth and with Sao. They are all so genuine. They asked me how old I was when I became a christian, and I shared my testimony with them. They seemed very surprised that I came to know the Lord at such a young age.&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;do not really comprehend this as the gospel&amp;nbsp;was first preached&amp;nbsp;in the area just 3 years ago and many of them became believers in the past year or so.&amp;nbsp;Pei asked if she could study english with me every day for the rest of the week. &lt;br /&gt;Sopheap fixed us an amazing dinner. The sun goes down very early here-usually by 6:00, and we discovered it would be too difficult to try and go up in the village to Sasaydah every night and have to travel back in the dark.&amp;nbsp;Pei sent home some fried bananas with us. Yum. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During prayer and debriefing time Betsy played the song "Before the Throne of God Above"...interesting. I had written down the words before I left, and it had sort of become&amp;nbsp;my theme song for this trip. Here are the words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the throne of God above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong and perfect plea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great High Priest whose name is “Love”,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ever lives and pleads for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is graven on His hands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is written on His heart;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is hid with Christ on high,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christ, my Savior and my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is graven on His hands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is written on His hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that while in heav'n He stands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tongue can bid me thence depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Satan tempts me to despair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tells me of the guilt within,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upward I look and see Him there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who made an end to all my sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the sinless Savior died,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sinful soul is counted free;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God, the Just, is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look on Him and pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold Him there, the Risen Lamb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perfect, spotless Righteousness,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great unchangeable I Am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King of glory and of grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One with Himself I cannot die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is purchased by His blood;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is hid with Christ on high,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christ, my Savior and my God.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for us at the front gate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDMnGweOI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/VoDO3OfNkHo/s1600/Cambodia+859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDMnGweOI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/VoDO3OfNkHo/s320/Cambodia+859.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting T-shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVA-LG6oCI/AAAAAAAAQ3w/90N2GepRWy8/s1600/Cambodia+224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVA-LG6oCI/AAAAAAAAQ3w/90N2GepRWy8/s320/Cambodia+224.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVBRvvJORI/AAAAAAAAQ34/afxeCwoqkkw/s1600/Cambodia+277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVBRvvJORI/AAAAAAAAQ34/afxeCwoqkkw/s320/Cambodia+277.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Acting out the Joseph story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEB-XkTAI/AAAAAAAAQ40/i4lDLRpO6ig/s1600/P1040276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEB-XkTAI/AAAAAAAAQ40/i4lDLRpO6ig/s320/P1040276.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ezra likes to come to VBS too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDo4C9G2I/AAAAAAAAQ4o/-XGgD6RLOng/s1600/DSCN6159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDo4C9G2I/AAAAAAAAQ4o/-XGgD6RLOng/s320/DSCN6159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys and girls would split up after the Bible lesson for craft time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They would color or paint&amp;nbsp;all day if we let them...even the boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVBi365r6I/AAAAAAAAQ38/bOjxSpd2TL8/s1600/Cambodia+428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVBi365r6I/AAAAAAAAQ38/bOjxSpd2TL8/s320/Cambodia+428.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVB56VuMfI/AAAAAAAAQ4A/bp7YNqvwA-M/s1600/Cambodia+431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVB56VuMfI/AAAAAAAAQ4A/bp7YNqvwA-M/s320/Cambodia+431.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVC_xdqumI/AAAAAAAAQ4Y/kecGWzcn4kU/s1600/Cambodia+756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVC_xdqumI/AAAAAAAAQ4Y/kecGWzcn4kU/s320/Cambodia+756.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVC3UO-h7I/AAAAAAAAQ4U/Ptnr4vxzSK8/s1600/Cambodia+741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVC3UO-h7I/AAAAAAAAQ4U/Ptnr4vxzSK8/s320/Cambodia+741.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the shoes at the door. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVChoaI9NI/AAAAAAAAQ4M/Ipj8YtFQPrI/s1600/Cambodia+579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVChoaI9NI/AAAAAAAAQ4M/Ipj8YtFQPrI/s320/Cambodia+579.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCr7k1B6I/AAAAAAAAQ4Q/3Tq8doRvGe0/s1600/Cambodia+732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCr7k1B6I/AAAAAAAAQ4Q/3Tq8doRvGe0/s320/Cambodia+732.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After craft, the boys would begin their woodworking projects and the girls their handsewing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCOB60KjI/AAAAAAAAQ4E/k9K04oXj4Vw/s1600/Cambodia+452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCOB60KjI/AAAAAAAAQ4E/k9K04oXj4Vw/s320/Cambodia+452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVD1vM_VUI/AAAAAAAAQ4s/9b_OORLi42M/s1600/DSCN6163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVD1vM_VUI/AAAAAAAAQ4s/9b_OORLi42M/s320/DSCN6163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDeFT5uGI/AAAAAAAAQ4k/KcfB1QD6Td4/s1600/DSCN6150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDeFT5uGI/AAAAAAAAQ4k/KcfB1QD6Td4/s320/DSCN6150.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little brothers and sisters often came to watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEK_yr1OI/AAAAAAAAQ44/433B4piBL64/s1600/P1040290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEK_yr1OI/AAAAAAAAQ44/433B4piBL64/s320/P1040290.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cleaning up the village!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEVH6iHsI/AAAAAAAAQ48/oaGFvHsl8f0/s1600/Cambodia+294-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEVH6iHsI/AAAAAAAAQ48/oaGFvHsl8f0/s320/Cambodia+294-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDYV9mUCI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/BBmeyxNzvEA/s1600/DSCF0249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDYV9mUCI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/BBmeyxNzvEA/s320/DSCF0249.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;English class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVD5oPrCFI/AAAAAAAAQ4w/10poH_nYmC0/s1600/DSCN6199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVD5oPrCFI/AAAAAAAAQ4w/10poH_nYmC0/s320/DSCN6199.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Runner-ups in the Cute Kids Contest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCXe9k6tI/AAAAAAAAQ4I/pv-cwoF5f_c/s1600/Cambodia+550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVCXe9k6tI/AAAAAAAAQ4I/pv-cwoF5f_c/s320/Cambodia+550.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEB-XkTAI/AAAAAAAAQ40/i4lDLRpO6ig/s1600/P1040276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sopheap's amazing cooking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEeL7eomI/AAAAAAAAQ5A/k-Fbn43wmJs/s1600/DSCN6239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVEeL7eomI/AAAAAAAAQ5A/k-Fbn43wmJs/s320/DSCN6239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-6312653173004634245?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6312653173004634245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6312653173004634245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6312653173004634245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6312653173004634245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/10/cambodia-journal-day-3.html' title='Cambodia Journal Day 3'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKVDMnGweOI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/VoDO3OfNkHo/s72-c/Cambodia+859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1288710714800846278</id><published>2010-09-30T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:32:06.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok</title><content type='html'>We landed in Bangkok after 16 hours in the air, and spent a day and a half preparing for our trip to Cambodia as well as some shopping and sightseeing. I was feeling more than a bit jet lagged after being awake for over 50 hours. I slept well the first night at the Christian guesthouse in Bangkok but still found myself awake at 3:00 in the morning. The following day we went to the Grand Palace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUT6udGR5I/AAAAAAAAQ2o/a07kSdbdyfI/s1600/P1040255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUT6udGR5I/AAAAAAAAQ2o/a07kSdbdyfI/s320/P1040255.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And to a park to see the monitor lizards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUEWwve2I/AAAAAAAAQ2s/XFRdg4cAYGE/s1600/Bangkok+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUEWwve2I/AAAAAAAAQ2s/XFRdg4cAYGE/s320/Bangkok+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUb4YNG6I/AAAAAAAAQ2w/OdGqfIMP-To/s1600/Bangkok+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUb4YNG6I/AAAAAAAAQ2w/OdGqfIMP-To/s320/Bangkok+022.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUn6zRrHI/AAAAAAAAQ20/wEcWmXl_ioQ/s1600/Bangkok+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUUn6zRrHI/AAAAAAAAQ20/wEcWmXl_ioQ/s320/Bangkok+044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taking a boat to see the Grand Palace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUU69vF3eI/AAAAAAAAQ24/K9E3YoWLyEI/s1600/Bangkok+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUU69vF3eI/AAAAAAAAQ24/K9E3YoWLyEI/s320/Bangkok+063.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVJ5paFHI/AAAAAAAAQ28/d99B0-TPhAM/s1600/Bangkok+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVJ5paFHI/AAAAAAAAQ28/d99B0-TPhAM/s320/Bangkok+079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVaOmW05I/AAAAAAAAQ3A/eW7Tch4bbG4/s1600/Bangkok+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVaOmW05I/AAAAAAAAQ3A/eW7Tch4bbG4/s320/Bangkok+091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVj6Hb3iI/AAAAAAAAQ3E/amO5Or_dAqs/s1600/Bangkok+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUVj6Hb3iI/AAAAAAAAQ3E/amO5Or_dAqs/s320/Bangkok+095.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Temple of the Dawn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUV0-SSOYI/AAAAAAAAQ3I/l8ds3sDwAMY/s1600/Bangkok+096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUV0-SSOYI/AAAAAAAAQ3I/l8ds3sDwAMY/s320/Bangkok+096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tuk-tuks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUV8nbVpMI/AAAAAAAAQ3M/sQs9-ak5rYo/s1600/Bangkok+110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUV8nbVpMI/AAAAAAAAQ3M/sQs9-ak5rYo/s320/Bangkok+110.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The entrance&amp;nbsp;to the Grand Palace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWSTCdJXI/AAAAAAAAQ3U/0JS2H8Tb3y0/s1600/Bangkok+135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWSTCdJXI/AAAAAAAAQ3U/0JS2H8Tb3y0/s320/Bangkok+135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A replica of Angkor Wat- a famous temple in Cambodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWaKSQ6rI/AAAAAAAAQ3Y/3WHA3JkZQfQ/s1600/Bangkok+144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWaKSQ6rI/AAAAAAAAQ3Y/3WHA3JkZQfQ/s320/Bangkok+144.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWhfNBg7I/AAAAAAAAQ3c/d3LjDDaAmys/s1600/Bangkok+167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWhfNBg7I/AAAAAAAAQ3c/d3LjDDaAmys/s320/Bangkok+167.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Restoring a mural inside the Grand Palace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUXGncSDzI/AAAAAAAAQ3g/i-DY1BAEMAc/s1600/DSCF0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUXGncSDzI/AAAAAAAAQ3g/i-DY1BAEMAc/s320/DSCF0014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUXqQtXvRI/AAAAAAAAQ3k/j_AtrPbhPJE/s1600/P1040248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUXqQtXvRI/AAAAAAAAQ3k/j_AtrPbhPJE/s320/P1040248.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUX98INu7I/AAAAAAAAQ3o/2rM_IQHGR-Y/s1600/P1040250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUX98INu7I/AAAAAAAAQ3o/2rM_IQHGR-Y/s320/P1040250.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWGFEZ_yI/AAAAAAAAQ3Q/9_vFvG50LZE/s1600/Bangkok+122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUWGFEZ_yI/AAAAAAAAQ3Q/9_vFvG50LZE/s320/Bangkok+122.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-1288710714800846278?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1288710714800846278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1288710714800846278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1288710714800846278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1288710714800846278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/09/bangkok.html' title='Bangkok'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKUT6udGR5I/AAAAAAAAQ2o/a07kSdbdyfI/s72-c/P1040255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-5073019680034624994</id><published>2010-09-30T09:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:13:16.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Journal Day 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 Cambodia:&lt;br /&gt;We were so thankful to see the roads dry up a little this morning. It is Sunday, so we slept in (the first night of good sleep for me so far...I slept from 9-6!) and took our time getting ready. The church service at the ministry center is held after lunch, but we walked down to the center in the morning to finish preparations for VBS. Sao was there, and waved hello. She is so sweet. We talked over the girls sewing projects with the other two helpers: Taul and Champei. They are also very sweet girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some little ones came up and posed for pictures...they love to smile, and when I show them their picture on the camera screen they just laugh and run and gather more friends for pictures. They are so cute they can be a bit distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moto rides up to the village for lunch were much easier on dry roads. There are about 2 options food wise here- fried rice and fried noodles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode back to the guesthouse for a moment to freshen up after lunch and then headed to the ministry center for church. When we arrived there were several women gathered. Many of them ask if I am Gayle's daughter, and they say we look alike. There were two men that attended the service, and one of them led the singing. The children had sunday school outside, and when they were finished they would just hang onto the bars of the windows and listen. The order of worship was very simple: singing, preaching, praying. I enjoyed it, although the sermon was not interpreted for me. Pastor Sophan is very passionate when he preaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the people here smile so much. We stood around and talked for awhile after the service, and Sao pulled out a board book with pictures and simple english words and had me teach her a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Sophan asked Jeff to preach to the youth in the evening, so we had just enough time to have dinner up in the village. We had to wait out an afternoon rain shower first before we could go have dinner. John and his boys arrived from Phnom Penh and ate dinner with us at Sasaydah. The evening youth service was really neat. There were about 18 youth in attendance, and for the most part they all seemed very genuine. They responded well to Jeff's sermon on purity. The girl sitting next to me knew some english. She kept me informed as to what was going on through most of the service. Her name is Mom. Not sure how to spell that differently. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I was big and heavy today by a dope driver. That was a first! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried fried bananas with sesame seeds. Absolutely delicious. Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dozens of mosquito bites all over. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They grow a lot of sesame seeds around here, and I have seen a lot of people working in front of their huts drying out the seed pods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty tired again today, and went to bed as early as we could after prayer and debriefing time together. &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;guesthouse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOqLQjOZI/AAAAAAAAQ1k/gNqixSgxDuc/s1600/Cambodia+456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOqLQjOZI/AAAAAAAAQ1k/gNqixSgxDuc/s320/Cambodia+456.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The view from the guesthouse....breathtaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPX09fwBI/AAAAAAAAQ14/R60rmsmoEmU/s1600/Cambodia+888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPX09fwBI/AAAAAAAAQ14/R60rmsmoEmU/s320/Cambodia+888.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPeYyjtNI/AAAAAAAAQ18/7nKZjyKDhtI/s1600/Cambodia+890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPeYyjtNI/AAAAAAAAQ18/7nKZjyKDhtI/s320/Cambodia+890.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPPmovBII/AAAAAAAAQ10/c1qg7z7UZOw/s1600/Cambodia+886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPPmovBII/AAAAAAAAQ10/c1qg7z7UZOw/s320/Cambodia+886.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Glimpses of the village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOzPJgE6I/AAAAAAAAQ1o/88pQc7uEu3M/s1600/Cambodia+466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOzPJgE6I/AAAAAAAAQ1o/88pQc7uEu3M/s320/Cambodia+466.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSO8FJtH2I/AAAAAAAAQ1s/mJUhUYPYfTo/s1600/Cambodia+481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSO8FJtH2I/AAAAAAAAQ1s/mJUhUYPYfTo/s320/Cambodia+481.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPIutOe8I/AAAAAAAAQ1w/hq_sq4MrPjY/s1600/Cambodia+483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPIutOe8I/AAAAAAAAQ1w/hq_sq4MrPjY/s320/Cambodia+483.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSVmBJ8OVI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/hBDC-HU-wSQ/s1600/DSCF0225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSVmBJ8OVI/AAAAAAAAQ2U/hBDC-HU-wSQ/s320/DSCF0225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSVxLOQ42I/AAAAAAAAQ2Y/cuKQlBuFyHM/s1600/Cambodia+489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSVxLOQ42I/AAAAAAAAQ2Y/cuKQlBuFyHM/s320/Cambodia+489.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the mud we had to deal with on a daily basis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSV7-2cCNI/AAAAAAAAQ2c/OZ5FeER8nEQ/s1600/Cambodia+490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSV7-2cCNI/AAAAAAAAQ2c/OZ5FeER8nEQ/s320/Cambodia+490.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSWEsxjzlI/AAAAAAAAQ2g/NQErjVxeHig/s1600/Cambodia+522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSWEsxjzlI/AAAAAAAAQ2g/NQErjVxeHig/s320/Cambodia+522.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSWMmVdCpI/AAAAAAAAQ2k/Z-gS1HDrsRI/s1600/Cambodia+636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSWMmVdCpI/AAAAAAAAQ2k/Z-gS1HDrsRI/s320/Cambodia+636.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUEqCuNTI/AAAAAAAAQ2I/4hP7sb7l850/s1600/Cambodia+182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUEqCuNTI/AAAAAAAAQ2I/4hP7sb7l850/s320/Cambodia+182.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUYtM3PxI/AAAAAAAAQ2M/KsWwj7lP0vU/s1600/Cambodia+183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUYtM3PxI/AAAAAAAAQ2M/KsWwj7lP0vU/s320/Cambodia+183.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some smiles for the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUummvYkI/AAAAAAAAQ2Q/d6WATFW3U64/s1600/Cambodia+194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSUummvYkI/AAAAAAAAQ2Q/d6WATFW3U64/s320/Cambodia+194.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sao, Taul, Yola and Pei...talking over VBS preparations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSNwLQJjGI/AAAAAAAAQ1M/77gWpxSr_es/s1600/P1040270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSNwLQJjGI/AAAAAAAAQ1M/77gWpxSr_es/s320/P1040270.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here comes a sight to see......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOSjzPtaI/AAAAAAAAQ1Y/RxqBGr_cdRI/s1600/Cambodia+206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOSjzPtaI/AAAAAAAAQ1Y/RxqBGr_cdRI/s320/Cambodia+206.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOch3zChI/AAAAAAAAQ1c/-MZnOJ-5r4o/s1600/Cambodia+207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOch3zChI/AAAAAAAAQ1c/-MZnOJ-5r4o/s320/Cambodia+207.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are probably wondering why on earth I would be taking a picture of them. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSN77XXIhI/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/DOGxwWNbgJM/s1600/Cambodia+157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSN77XXIhI/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/DOGxwWNbgJM/s320/Cambodia+157.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The icecream man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOFgcDI6I/AAAAAAAAQ1U/4-WfqOPBYgM/s1600/Cambodia+161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOFgcDI6I/AAAAAAAAQ1U/4-WfqOPBYgM/s320/Cambodia+161.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sao and Ezra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPxim3Y2I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/Kt4Zt5RSqxo/s1600/Cambodia+525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPxim3Y2I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/Kt4Zt5RSqxo/s320/Cambodia+525.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿How fried bananas are made... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPnfDMfEI/AAAAAAAAQ2A/XwnBtCKSulw/s1600/Cambodia+531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSPnfDMfEI/AAAAAAAAQ2A/XwnBtCKSulw/s320/Cambodia+531.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The family that has this food stand has 9 kids...many of them are believers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we are not sure that the parents are believers. I was blessed to get to know Taul, Pei, Raavi and Yola &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this week during prayer walks, VBS, english class etc. I was impressed by their heart for evangelism, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the bright testimony they have in their community. I love and miss them very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-5073019680034624994?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/5073019680034624994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=5073019680034624994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5073019680034624994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5073019680034624994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/09/cambodia-journal-day-2.html' title='Cambodia Journal Day 2'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKSOqLQjOZI/AAAAAAAAQ1k/gNqixSgxDuc/s72-c/Cambodia+456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7899559784703628239</id><published>2010-09-29T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:50:42.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles from Cambodia...</title><content type='html'>Cambodians win the smiles contest, hands down...smiles you can totally fall in love with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKPp9xE_ihI/AAAAAAAAQ0o/vBWrf8UXY1U/s1600/Cambodia+176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKPp9xE_ihI/AAAAAAAAQ0o/vBWrf8UXY1U/s400/Cambodia+176.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKPqaCRgLxI/AAAAAAAAQ0s/ZamrDBO0N4I/s1600/Cambodia+862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKPqaCRgLxI/AAAAAAAAQ0s/ZamrDBO0N4I/s400/Cambodia+862.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKPqtuAU8HI/AAAAAAAAQ0w/pO4evxgbLAs/s1600/Cambodia+965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I find it hard even to express through my journal what it was like... what sorts of things God did, the things I saw, the people I met, the children I loved, the experiences I had. I hope this glimpse into Cambodia and the people God is calling and revealing Himself to will pull you to your knees in prayer for them. They are precious people in the sight of God, and it is so evident He is beginning a good work there along the Thai/Cambodian border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly know where to begin. The trip to Bangkok was long. I traveled with Jeff and Betsy from Seattle, and Kevin from Grand Island. They were a great team to work with, and I was blessed by my time with them. We spent a couple of days in the heart of Bangkok at a Christian guesthouse, and took some time to sightsee as well as prepare for our week in Sompovloun. Three flights, four days, a long bus ride and 3 hour car ride later found us in Sompovloun, Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my journal from day one in Cambodia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (Saturday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bangkok) Our plan was to wake up at 3am and pack up to take the bus out of Bangkok by 5:00. Gayle was going to meet us at the guest house at 4am, so we were waiting with our bags early to make sure we weren't late. By 4:15 we were beginning to get worried that something had gone wrong because she hadn't shown up. Just as Jeff was trying to call her from the payphone at the guest house the taxi arrived at the gate, and we hurriedly loaded while Gayle caught a second taxi. We had a lot of luggage. Later on Gayle told us she had not heard her alarm at 3:30, or it just hadn't gone off. Sort of a bad feeling when you have a bus to catch. Our taxi drivers sped to the bus station and got us there about 10 min before departure. The first miracle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was about 4 hours from Bangkok to Poipet where we would cross the border. I had woken up at midnight and not been able to sleep, and I still could not sleep on the bus. But I was really tired! It was neat to drive through the countryside and small towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into a bus station at the border in Poipet, and got off. The moment I stepped off the bus, it was complete culture immersion. We had at least 8 boys fighting over who would get to haul our luggage...I was momentarily overwhelmed, but once I figured out they were fairly harmless I got over my shock and could look around. There was such a change crossing the border from Thailand to Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After loading all our luggage onto the bamboo handcart we headed through Thai customs, on through quarantine, then to get our Cambodian visas and then Cambodian customs. Crazy process, but I guess it was fairly easy this time around. We couldn't keep an eye on our luggage at all during this time, and when we made it out of customs we couldn't find our luggage boy with his handcart. After walking down the road a ways we found him, and our cars that would take us on to Sompovloun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They use mainly Toyota Camry's here. Four of us rode in one, while Gayle rode in the other with our luggage. I rode up front so I could try and catch a few pictures. Once we got off the main highway and headed up the dirt road to Sompovloun, it began to get difficult to catch any shots. I felt like I had been landed in the middle of a National Geographic photo shoot and couldn't catch hardly any of it! There was considerable flooding on this road, and we soon came to a gushing river that I honestly thought we wouldn't be able to get through. Our taxi driver must have agreed with me, because he pulled to a stop and just laughed. Gayles car pulled around and the taxi drivers rolled their windows down to talk and must have agreed to go through because they pulled ahead of us and forged through. The water came up to the edge of my window, but the car made it through that and several other “river crossings”. Our second miracle of the day. The rut action on the road was terrible, and after driving on it for a couple of hours I was beginning to feel rather bruised and sore. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Sompovloun in about 2 ½ hours and our taxi drivers dropped us and our luggage off at the ministry center, where we met Pastor Sophan and Sopheap and their baby Ezra. Our guesthouse is just around the corner, so we stopped there and unloaded the rest of our luggage and then headed up to the village for lunch. Walking in the mud is pretty difficult. After a bit we all were able to catch a moto to take us the rest of the way. The food at the “cafe” was quite good. They don't have a lot of choices, but I like it maybe better than Thai food. Not as spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch it began to pour rain, so we had to wait out the shower before we could start walking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back to the ministry center just covered in mud, so Sopheap showed us the cisterns of water in the back where we could rinse off. Betsy had gotten thrown off her moto on the way back. I think nearly all of us had a spill that day. The motos were having a very hard time with the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the afternoon at the ministry center. Gayle was helping one of the quilting ladies get started on a new quilt. We pulled out our VBS supplies and got some things set up, then Pastor Sophan took us back behind the ministry center to see where his mother was buried. A girl named Sao had come to the center to say hello, and began to take me around and show me things. She tried to teach me the names of things. I think she must really love plants and animals. She was so sweet, and we had fun trying to communicate with each other through gestures and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the motos up to Sasaydah for dinner again tonight was a mess. It was dark by the time we were finished eating, and there were no more moto-dopes out to get us back to the guest house, so Gayle called Sophan and he sent up their youth group boys to get us. They were really sweet to take us, and just seemed to want to serve us in that way, not for any reward. Kevin took a spill on the way back and cracked a rib. The boys took us the long way home because the roads weren't quite as bad. We were so glad to get back to the guest house and "shower" and crash.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A few photos from our first day in Cambodia: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM-MWSEjsI/AAAAAAAAQ0g/v6NQZ-tt260/s1600/P1040256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM-MWSEjsI/AAAAAAAAQ0g/v6NQZ-tt260/s320/P1040256.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM9jv-MTlI/AAAAAAAAQ0Y/9qvc4s9CJig/s1600/P1040258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM9jv-MTlI/AAAAAAAAQ0Y/9qvc4s9CJig/s320/P1040258.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMgeM-LP2I/AAAAAAAAQzM/uNIkZrYc2Ww/s1600/Cambodia+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMgeM-LP2I/AAAAAAAAQzM/uNIkZrYc2Ww/s320/Cambodia+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Poipet-our border crossing into Cambodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhWcsrWmI/AAAAAAAAQzU/6gzR4a2oAeE/s1600/Cambodia+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhWcsrWmI/AAAAAAAAQzU/6gzR4a2oAeE/s320/Cambodia+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A petrol station...green tea stands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhcofHpUI/AAAAAAAAQzY/qKIkN4vPqZs/s1600/Cambodia+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhcofHpUI/AAAAAAAAQzY/qKIkN4vPqZs/s320/Cambodia+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Turning off the main road out of Poipet. We hit flooded roads almost immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A truck full of Cambodians-common way to travel. It took us nearly 3 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on this road to get to Sompovloun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhhIdS2sI/AAAAAAAAQzc/XgyHuU1mxWw/s1600/Cambodia+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhhIdS2sI/AAAAAAAAQzc/XgyHuU1mxWw/s320/Cambodia+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gayles car fording the river ahead of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhsenTwgI/AAAAAAAAQzg/kDgaGtNTnl8/s1600/Cambodia+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhsenTwgI/AAAAAAAAQzg/kDgaGtNTnl8/s320/Cambodia+025.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhyeEce_I/AAAAAAAAQzk/VfHWhTs1f5c/s1600/Cambodia+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMhyeEce_I/AAAAAAAAQzk/VfHWhTs1f5c/s320/Cambodia+032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMh8RNzXTI/AAAAAAAAQzo/YHqIuIYcsQI/s1600/Cambodia+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMh8RNzXTI/AAAAAAAAQzo/YHqIuIYcsQI/s320/Cambodia+035.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiGsJL5VI/AAAAAAAAQzs/2W0IVNRvBzo/s1600/Cambodia+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiGsJL5VI/AAAAAAAAQzs/2W0IVNRvBzo/s320/Cambodia+040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiLQ_66_I/AAAAAAAAQzw/9CzP2DvpRCs/s1600/Cambodia+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiLQ_66_I/AAAAAAAAQzw/9CzP2DvpRCs/s320/Cambodia+044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiQRndvNI/AAAAAAAAQz0/W2yLC68jm7g/s1600/Cambodia+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiQRndvNI/AAAAAAAAQz0/W2yLC68jm7g/s320/Cambodia+057.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiaLPRutI/AAAAAAAAQz4/3Ee5_98oa3M/s1600/Cambodia+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiaLPRutI/AAAAAAAAQz4/3Ee5_98oa3M/s320/Cambodia+059.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The view from our guesthouse. The entrance to the Wat, or Buddhist temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was right across the road from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMihtB8ahI/AAAAAAAAQz8/SGAXoWWyVxU/s1600/Cambodia+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMihtB8ahI/AAAAAAAAQz8/SGAXoWWyVxU/s320/Cambodia+062.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiobbZTsI/AAAAAAAAQ0A/4G3sDfLhUDQ/s1600/Cambodia+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMiobbZTsI/AAAAAAAAQ0A/4G3sDfLhUDQ/s320/Cambodia+065.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMivrL2HqI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/0K1il_7Xr6k/s1600/Cambodia+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMivrL2HqI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/0K1il_7Xr6k/s320/Cambodia+074.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The quilting ladies at the ministry center. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMi9h-oaOI/AAAAAAAAQ0I/Whn6HXC45_M/s1600/Cambodia+092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMi9h-oaOI/AAAAAAAAQ0I/Whn6HXC45_M/s320/Cambodia+092.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are children playing at the ministry center all the time. These little guys were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sliding down&amp;nbsp;into&amp;nbsp;a giant&amp;nbsp;mud puddle and then rinsing off in the well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjI9tYTKI/AAAAAAAAQ0M/m_v2gTCLhRw/s1600/Cambodia+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjI9tYTKI/AAAAAAAAQ0M/m_v2gTCLhRw/s320/Cambodia+105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjUZyZa3I/AAAAAAAAQ0Q/rUAybDsKt0c/s1600/Cambodia+118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjUZyZa3I/AAAAAAAAQ0Q/rUAybDsKt0c/s320/Cambodia+118.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ministry center where Pastor Sophan and Sopheap live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM-DhdfyHI/AAAAAAAAQ0c/j4VWpqfv-cQ/s1600/DSCF0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM-DhdfyHI/AAAAAAAAQ0c/j4VWpqfv-cQ/s320/DSCF0074.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where Pastor Sophan's mother is buried. Hers was the first christian burial ever&lt;br /&gt;in the area, and her life and death turned out to be a great testimony&lt;br /&gt;to the entire village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjenPB3DI/AAAAAAAAQ0U/JkuqxgcRBCs/s1600/Cambodia+131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKMjenPB3DI/AAAAAAAAQ0U/JkuqxgcRBCs/s320/Cambodia+131.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿Sao...my sweet friend. She&amp;nbsp;has such a genuine heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God worked in her heart in amazing ways this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7532868278327137671?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7532868278327137671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7532868278327137671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7532868278327137671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7532868278327137671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-cambodia-journal.html' title='My Cambodia Journal'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKM-MWSEjsI/AAAAAAAAQ0g/v6NQZ-tt260/s72-c/P1040256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8044897716522656806</id><published>2010-09-28T19:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:50:45.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm home...with many stories to tell (coming later :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKKM7DkOMcI/AAAAAAAAQzI/oH9XY8QC43Y/s1600/Cambodia+294-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKKM7DkOMcI/AAAAAAAAQzI/oH9XY8QC43Y/s400/Cambodia+294-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-8044897716522656806?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8044897716522656806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8044897716522656806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8044897716522656806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8044897716522656806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-homewith-many-stories-to-tell-coming.html' title='I&apos;m home...with many stories to tell (coming later :)'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TKKM7DkOMcI/AAAAAAAAQzI/oH9XY8QC43Y/s72-c/Cambodia+294-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3177019897614758275</id><published>2010-09-02T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:59:20.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When cool breezes blow...</title><content type='html'>...does that mean Fall is here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so. But you never know in Nebraska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt an urgency to blog something today...but about what I really don't know. My life is pretty ordinary right now. Maybe it's this cool, fall-ish weather that makes me want to curl up in my chocolate bedroom with a steaming mug of cappuccino and write a blog post on my favorite little netbook about generally ordinary types of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making no sense. Welcome to my life! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was locked out of my house today. Given the fact that most of the rest of the family had up and traveled to&amp;nbsp; Lincoln for the day, I called the guys at the office for help. But no, I must be taught to break into our house...the best way being with a credit card (unless I would prefer to beg our neighbor for a screwdriver and proceed to dismantle the entire door frame). I had no credit card. I mean, I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; no credit card. So..."coould someone puleeeeease come and let me in the house??!". &lt;br /&gt;Ben kindly took off a few minutes and came to let me in...but not without first taking me through How To Break In The Credit Card Way 101. I still don't believe I have the skills to break in like that. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teach three little girls in a row on Thursdays-the sweetest, most eager little students ever. I love 'em...especially when they practice hard (which they did this week, hopefully&amp;nbsp;to continue!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped to smell the flowers today. (Because I was locked out of the house and didn't feel like pulling weeds while I waited ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We added a new member to our&amp;nbsp;family instrument collection...Heidi bought a new&amp;nbsp;violin at The&amp;nbsp;Violin Shop in Lincoln today.&amp;nbsp;It's just perfect for her and I think she's pretty happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34 has been floating through my head lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I will bless the Lord &lt;em&gt;at all times.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"...there is no want to those who fear Him." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The righteous cry out and the Lord hears, and saves them out of all their troubles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am completely in awe of how God provided everything I needed for my Cambodia trip by the day of my support raising deadline- last Tuesday. This whole trip is above and beyond my comprehension...I really don't know what God has in store for me, because I simply do not see the whole picture right now. His leading has been so clear, His provision completely sufficient, His assurance so evident (I have story after story about that :), His peace overwhelmingly constant. I feel as if God has set apart these past few months of preparing and this&amp;nbsp;trip for....something epic! (Which I yet hardly know anything about!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so...these are my ramblings for the day. You should be very glad you read this. It's the first official non-sensical post since...'09? I don't remember when I last blogged something so random. ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3177019897614758275?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3177019897614758275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3177019897614758275' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3177019897614758275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3177019897614758275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-cool-breezes-blow.html' title='When cool breezes blow...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-7834438024166599511</id><published>2010-08-26T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:29:19.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A birthday surprise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Amy invited me out to dinner Tuesday night. I was thinking it was going to be the last time we get to chat and spend some time together for awhile before she goes off to Oregon, and I leave for Cambodia. Since my birthday was already past I didn't even connect our getting together with that at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, Amy picked me up at 6:00 Tuesday evening and we drove to Pane Bello. She hardly let me get a word in edgewise, and I kinda could tell she was nervous about something- but I was still pretty much completely blind to anything going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When we walked in to the restaurant Amy was so distracted I had to order for her. :D We decided to go sit back in the corner somewhere, and as I came around the divider I was about knocked over in surprise. I think it took me an entire minute to realize what was happening! Friends from Lincoln, Red Cloud, Holdrege, Burwell, Wilcox had gathered to surprise me...wow. They totally made me feel more special than I deserved. :) Thanks everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBUw3JoFI/AAAAAAAAQw8/AC1yFMORsuY/s1600/IMG_5588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBUw3JoFI/AAAAAAAAQw8/AC1yFMORsuY/s400/IMG_5588.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBhixqYuI/AAAAAAAAQxE/39AaOaXLQlE/s1600/IMG_5590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBhixqYuI/AAAAAAAAQxE/39AaOaXLQlE/s400/IMG_5590.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBn_iIirI/AAAAAAAAQxM/ysw8kmC4-Vs/s1600/IMG_5607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBn_iIirI/AAAAAAAAQxM/ysw8kmC4-Vs/s400/IMG_5607.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaB1Jj9AQI/AAAAAAAAQxU/T_9A9DLoCPs/s1600/IMG_5608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaB1Jj9AQI/AAAAAAAAQxU/T_9A9DLoCPs/s400/IMG_5608.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet friends...love you guys!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCAM80UDI/AAAAAAAAQxc/ytwnVsUswMI/s1600/IMG_5614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCAM80UDI/AAAAAAAAQxc/ytwnVsUswMI/s400/IMG_5614.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner we split up and went on a photo scavenger hunt covering most of the entire town.&lt;br /&gt;The girls team really wanted to get the photo with the policeman...we even drove down to the police station to try and find one but were unsuccessful. Oh well...maybe next time. ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCILEY9II/AAAAAAAAQxk/ClrdBTQr2pQ/s1600/IMG_5619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCILEY9II/AAAAAAAAQxk/ClrdBTQr2pQ/s400/IMG_5619.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish off the surprise, the girls had reserved a motel room for the night!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about special...they had decorated the room in balloons and streamers, and there&lt;br /&gt;was plenty of chocolate to keep a group of girls smiling! ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCLlNReUI/AAAAAAAAQxs/EfYT4cSxuvs/s1600/IMG_4335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaCLlNReUI/AAAAAAAAQxs/EfYT4cSxuvs/s400/IMG_4335.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What could make a girl happier than a dozen roses and 5 lbs of Belgian Dark Chocolate??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;(That's supposed to be a trick question ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-7834438024166599511?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/7834438024166599511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=7834438024166599511' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7834438024166599511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/7834438024166599511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-surprise.html' title='A birthday surprise...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THaBUw3JoFI/AAAAAAAAQw8/AC1yFMORsuY/s72-c/IMG_5588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1035279491659682772</id><published>2010-08-24T22:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:30:59.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tillotson Family Vacation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In which there were many splendid days and nights spent in beautiful places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ2HTINIRI/AAAAAAAAQu0/gfQYfe9RuZ0/s1600/IMG_8578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ2HTINIRI/AAAAAAAAQu0/gfQYfe9RuZ0/s400/IMG_8578.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ3nnF5aBI/AAAAAAAAQu8/2cXyRLYm7Ls/s1600/IMG_3887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ3nnF5aBI/AAAAAAAAQu8/2cXyRLYm7Ls/s400/IMG_3887.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a few too many hours of family vacation drama... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ6ZmYPNmI/AAAAAAAAQvc/_gS5YxzChHk/s1600/IMG_8551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ6ZmYPNmI/AAAAAAAAQvc/_gS5YxzChHk/s400/IMG_8551.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The most gorgeous lake 9 miles above our cabin, enjoyed for a moment due to family vacation drama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(But I forgive you Michael... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7AULs0JI/AAAAAAAAQvs/qEjOFgRBm5Q/s1600/0817101258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7AULs0JI/AAAAAAAAQvs/qEjOFgRBm5Q/s400/0817101258.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our amazing cabin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ4nwgqKcI/AAAAAAAAQvE/CaVMXh7fZ28/s1600/IMG_8587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ4nwgqKcI/AAAAAAAAQvE/CaVMXh7fZ28/s400/IMG_8587.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben T. and Michael M. shot some&amp;nbsp;incredible photos...check out TCS.net!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ5CMaamUI/AAAAAAAAQvM/vRzqoBFNtqc/s1600/IMG_8597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ5CMaamUI/AAAAAAAAQvM/vRzqoBFNtqc/s400/IMG_8597.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ5fN-lg8I/AAAAAAAAQvU/m_nm4BdEohU/s1600/IMG_8602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ5fN-lg8I/AAAAAAAAQvU/m_nm4BdEohU/s400/IMG_8602.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They also took HD video of the Little Bear to Blanca traverse...coming up soon on TCS.net!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ6_Vp6nmI/AAAAAAAAQvk/wjNW_5nrfR4/s1600/IMG_8585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ6_Vp6nmI/AAAAAAAAQvk/wjNW_5nrfR4/s400/IMG_8585.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Inside our amazing cabin the day the guys came home alive and in one piece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday morning we headed to the Sand Dunes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just so you know, hiking in the sand dunes is not easy. Thankfully there was cloud cover in the morning, so we started off in our bare feet. The higher we climbed the more the sun began to peek out, and the wind to pick up. Being sunburnt and sandblasted at the same time kinda hurts. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(sand dune photos taken by Michael Morgan) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7O6eAD8I/AAAAAAAAQv0/zx1R1M9pV3Q/s1600/IMG_6188-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7O6eAD8I/AAAAAAAAQv0/zx1R1M9pV3Q/s400/IMG_6188-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the top of the dunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7UE7fxAI/AAAAAAAAQv8/p2y_GTJwnfA/s1600/IMG_6230-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7UE7fxAI/AAAAAAAAQv8/p2y_GTJwnfA/s400/IMG_6230-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here come the groaners... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ72V5952I/AAAAAAAAQwU/Nuaeot-No2s/s1600/IMG_6289-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ72V5952I/AAAAAAAAQwU/Nuaeot-No2s/s400/IMG_6289-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The dunes are a great place to practice acrobatic stunts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ-0AiiLrI/AAAAAAAAQw0/THNLuJkWLTM/s1600/IMG_6270-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ-0AiiLrI/AAAAAAAAQw0/THNLuJkWLTM/s400/IMG_6270-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7s9rO8tI/AAAAAAAAQwM/V75t_MfCPtw/s1600/IMG_6271-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7s9rO8tI/AAAAAAAAQwM/V75t_MfCPtw/s400/IMG_6271-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Umm.... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My birthday was very special. My sis made this a.m.a.z.i.n.g chocolate cake for my birthday that I got to enjoy 3 times-even for breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7_1sWhmI/AAAAAAAAQwk/fTxacoUuPl4/s1600/IMG_5107-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ7_1sWhmI/AAAAAAAAQwk/fTxacoUuPl4/s400/IMG_5107-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ79Sul5vI/AAAAAAAAQwc/hKJ2aLL6FPs/s1600/IMG_5151-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ79Sul5vI/AAAAAAAAQwc/hKJ2aLL6FPs/s400/IMG_5151-2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you sis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ8BeD51DI/AAAAAAAAQws/A7dJiIigXE0/s1600/IMG_5138-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ8BeD51DI/AAAAAAAAQws/A7dJiIigXE0/s400/IMG_5138-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a Morgillotson reunion is never complete without a family picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/2482801171516107283-1035279491659682772?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1035279491659682772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1035279491659682772' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1035279491659682772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1035279491659682772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/08/tillotson-family-vacation.html' title='Tillotson Family Vacation...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/THQ2HTINIRI/AAAAAAAAQu0/gfQYfe9RuZ0/s72-c/IMG_8578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3469420410887687471</id><published>2010-06-17T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:07:34.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self is a tight lock. I see many decent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sinners who are in spiritual prison because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;their self is on the throne of their hearts, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus is on the cross. What liberation comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when Jesus cleanses their hearts with His&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blood and comes to the throne, and &lt;em&gt;self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goes on the cross!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Corrie ten Boom&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/2482801171516107283-3469420410887687471?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3469420410887687471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3469420410887687471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3469420410887687471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3469420410887687471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/06/self-is-tight-lock.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3393050516629299603</id><published>2010-06-01T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:57:21.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Set-Apart Girls Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt. 16:24 “If anyone desires to come after Me,&lt;br /&gt;let him &lt;em&gt;deny himself&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and take up his cross, and follow Me.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoR5OAeaI/AAAAAAAAQi4/ajmF-1VgRU4/s1600/7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477899178392713634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoR5OAeaI/AAAAAAAAQi4/ajmF-1VgRU4/s400/7.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What an amazing weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day we left for Colorado, I just had this feeling that God was going to do some great things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoRpFk2NI/AAAAAAAAQiw/lAjKr8-umMo/s1600/3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477899174062381266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoRpFk2NI/AAAAAAAAQiw/lAjKr8-umMo/s400/3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You may think you need to solve your own problems before God can use you, but oftentimes it is the act of turning outward that heals your heart and your thinking."&lt;/em&gt; -Leslie Ludy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoRaBSqYI/AAAAAAAAQio/ptM2AyNHfZk/s1600/4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477899170017880450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoRaBSqYI/AAAAAAAAQio/ptM2AyNHfZk/s400/4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How beautiful are the arms which have embraced Christ, the eyes which have gazed upon Christ, the lips which have spoken with Christ, the feet which have followed Christ. How beautiful are the hands which have worked the works of Christ...”&lt;/span&gt; Christina Rosetti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really, I can't even express what an impact this weekend had in my life... I think I honestly just needed someone to shake me and bluntly tell it to me like it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I came away, revived in heart...challenged to deny self, to carry the cross of Christ, to wrestle in prayer, to see my relationship with Christ as an endless frontier (to &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; pitch my tent, as Eric says :), to give my body and blood to Christ in exchange for what He gave for me. More of Him, less of myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3393050516629299603?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3393050516629299603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3393050516629299603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3393050516629299603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3393050516629299603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/06/set-apart-girls-conference.html' title='Set-Apart Girls Conference'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/TAVoR5OAeaI/AAAAAAAAQi4/ajmF-1VgRU4/s72-c/7.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1669011034236390886</id><published>2010-05-23T17:36:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:39:22.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What has she been doing this crazy month of May?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reminders such as these are refreshing to my soul:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 40:5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Many, O LORD my God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are Your wonderful works which You have done, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and Your thoughts toward us cannot be recounted to You in order;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I would declare and speak of them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are more than can be numbered."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my life gets so busy I can hardly think, it's comforting to know God's thoughts toward me and His wonderful workings do not cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 1st&lt;/em&gt;, I was a bridesmaid in my friend Katie's wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474601851624862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_mxYNzLs0I/AAAAAAAAQho/WTuKiRcDtJs/s400/DSCF3198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 7th&lt;/em&gt; was my student recital. 21 out of my 30-something students peformed, and it was just loads of fun and cuteness (with a little talent thrown in! ;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_m-lmrQqbI/AAAAAAAAQhw/jsyeV-VRnGc/s1600/DSC07738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474616375291980210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_m-lmrQqbI/AAAAAAAAQhw/jsyeV-VRnGc/s400/DSC07738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 8th&lt;/em&gt; was the beginnings of the amazing TCE class that was held here in Kearney for a week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nTKaseksI/AAAAAAAAQh4/V6RYOXafhR0/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474638997963576002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nTKaseksI/AAAAAAAAQh4/V6RYOXafhR0/s400/page.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TCE class was held at the Press On Youth Center in Kearney. During our stay there&lt;br /&gt;we had the opportunity to do a "High Octane" club with the kids that would come after school, as well as help them with their homework and play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nTZb35-mI/AAAAAAAAQiA/w0SkpJXgBqs/s1600/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474639255977982562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nTZb35-mI/AAAAAAAAQiA/w0SkpJXgBqs/s400/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visit our &lt;a href="http://www.childrenforchrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Children's Ministry blog&lt;/a&gt; for the story and more pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The week of &lt;em&gt;May 17&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of painting, remodeling, renovation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend of mine had some major water damage done to her home. I had plenty of opportunity this week to get my hands dirty. Repainted her daughters bedroom, the hall, the bathroom. Tiled the bathroom floor, organized the remaining organizable rooms in the house for some temporary sanity for my poor friend while the wood floors throughout the rest of the house were sanded down or replaced. It's going to be quite the process to pick up the pieces and get her home back to normal again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also spent a few hours at the office doing a bit of work on my studio (in case you missed the memo, &lt;a href="http://tcs.net/"&gt;TCS.net&lt;/a&gt; moved to a new location on "The Bricks" in downtown Kearney. As a result I am opening my teaching studio down there, and after renovation will begin teaching music lessons there nearly full time!). I now have TWO pianos...and the story behind the second is becoming quite interesting. It was a "free piano" my brothers decided to pick up for me at a garage sale. Hasn't been tuned for nearly 100 years. Beautiful wood finish and ivory keys. Our piano techinician is having a heyday with it...and his technician in training (i.e. my brother Michael) even more so. He (Michael) has decided he might have liked to go into this as a profession instead of computers! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now for my latest Mod Podge... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I know...I'm the laughingstock of my friends because I "Mod Podge everything"! Guess what I really, really want to do to my Studio? Mod Podge all the ceiling tiles. They are the ugliest things in the room right now. You can laugh at me all you want. But take a look at my door! I like it &lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nboE9x1pI/AAAAAAAAQiQ/YSfVXbYjf4Y/s1600/0521101526a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474648303619659410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nboE9x1pI/AAAAAAAAQiQ/YSfVXbYjf4Y/s400/0521101526a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nbnz-sy2I/AAAAAAAAQiI/vNeKBZdYTGU/s1600/0521101526_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474648299060120418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nbnz-sy2I/AAAAAAAAQiI/vNeKBZdYTGU/s400/0521101526_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excuse the fuzzy camera-phone pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you like it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May 22~ Went to &lt;a href="http://www.sillypippi1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna's graduation&lt;/a&gt; (congrats, girl! :), and bade a sad farewell to &lt;a href="http://www.honduranatheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ash&lt;/a&gt; (headed to intern in TX before leaving for Honduras!) and Les (headed to Israel in the morning!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nf2JvcMcI/AAAAAAAAQiY/BZgq22N42oo/s1600/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474652943466377666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nf2JvcMcI/AAAAAAAAQiY/BZgq22N42oo/s400/IMG_1950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nhHV5d5CI/AAAAAAAAQig/gAEN4-dQsco/s1600/IMG_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474654338299061282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_nhHV5d5CI/AAAAAAAAQig/gAEN4-dQsco/s400/IMG_1957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls somewhat "accidentally" coordinated in purple and khaki...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that concludes the abbreviated story of my life this merry month of May. Only there is one more week left,.. and this coming weekend, I head to Windsor CO for the &lt;a href="http://www.ssetapartgirl.com/"&gt;Set-Apart Girl's Conference&lt;/a&gt;. I'm expecting some refreshment and spiritual rejuvination there to start off my summer. I doubt my expectations will be in any way disappointed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-1669011034236390886?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/1669011034236390886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=1669011034236390886' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1669011034236390886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/1669011034236390886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-has-she-been-doing-this-crazy.html' title='What has she been doing this crazy month of May?'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S_mxYNzLs0I/AAAAAAAAQho/WTuKiRcDtJs/s72-c/DSCF3198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6578464886975843451</id><published>2010-04-25T21:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:26:39.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All of These...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He gives to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3wRT2IqI/AAAAAAAAQdo/bIUstQc4MeE/s1600/IMG_0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264656559678114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3wRT2IqI/AAAAAAAAQdo/bIUstQc4MeE/s400/IMG_0745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; How vast His grace...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How great His faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3v2ppDxI/AAAAAAAAQdg/W-GT4NIwIyI/s1600/IMG_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264649403338514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3v2ppDxI/AAAAAAAAQdg/W-GT4NIwIyI/s400/IMG_0760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How deep His love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How rich His mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3vfvjNxI/AAAAAAAAQdY/jsYCrgfW0Ig/s1600/IMG_0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264643254105874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3vfvjNxI/AAAAAAAAQdY/jsYCrgfW0Ig/s400/IMG_0749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; How high His thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How sure His wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3u2n5riI/AAAAAAAAQdQ/9Y22rnQuxEo/s1600/IMG_0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264632216170018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3u2n5riI/AAAAAAAAQdQ/9Y22rnQuxEo/s400/IMG_0743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ...and now this life I live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I live in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, let His glories shine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;while mine grows dim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"All of These"-Creator of It All; Steve Pettit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/2482801171516107283-6578464886975843451?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6578464886975843451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6578464886975843451' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6578464886975843451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6578464886975843451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-of-these.html' title='All of These...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S9T3wRT2IqI/AAAAAAAAQdo/bIUstQc4MeE/s72-c/IMG_0745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8355603174346214931</id><published>2010-04-17T18:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T19:34:44.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pQjAi6RmI/AAAAAAAAQc4/yS6970KQNs4/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pClUHJ2kI/AAAAAAAAQcw/KnyusO6s3qo/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461250706961455682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pClUHJ2kI/AAAAAAAAQcw/KnyusO6s3qo/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pSSfNpU2I/AAAAAAAAQdA/tEQXIrBCJho/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461267975710004066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pSSfNpU2I/AAAAAAAAQdA/tEQXIrBCJho/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pSS2sxSoI/AAAAAAAAQdI/ZlcRheYSet0/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461267982014564994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pSS2sxSoI/AAAAAAAAQdI/ZlcRheYSet0/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pCkarnF4I/AAAAAAAAQcg/qyUrXNyuNKo/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461250691545110402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pCkarnF4I/AAAAAAAAQcg/qyUrXNyuNKo/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/2482801171516107283-8355603174346214931?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8355603174346214931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8355603174346214931' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8355603174346214931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8355603174346214931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8pClUHJ2kI/AAAAAAAAQcw/KnyusO6s3qo/s72-c/IMG_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-905253801490490659</id><published>2010-04-12T21:31:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T08:32:17.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nchea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids conference'/><title type='text'>NCHEA Kids Conference 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Liberty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jn. 8:32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdelPoOtI/AAAAAAAAQaU/CQHTrRUBXFM/s1600/IMG_9722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450690766650066" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdelPoOtI/AAAAAAAAQaU/CQHTrRUBXFM/s400/IMG_9722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My team-Cambridge, Massachusetts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had the most amazing assistants, and we certainly had a lot of fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;together with our team of kids! On Friday we had 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kids, and Saturday we had 15. They were full&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of smiles and energy, yet demonstrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a lot of character as well- a testimony to their parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who have trained them in God's ways! It was very exciting to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have those two days to invest in their lives and build on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what their parents had already instilled in them. God was working in amazing ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8RpZeq8i3I/AAAAAAAAQac/lyi4qLmGrmY/s1600/24698_384834630543_350940125543_4407835_6461960_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459604534730722162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8RpZeq8i3I/AAAAAAAAQac/lyi4qLmGrmY/s400/24698_384834630543_350940125543_4407835_6461960_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Dress the teacher". Our kids *loved* this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYLx6JTWI/AAAAAAAAQVk/eIjIU08O0Nk/s1600/IMG_9512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 349px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459444870190550370" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYLx6JTWI/AAAAAAAAQVk/eIjIU08O0Nk/s400/IMG_9512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here are my amazing assistants at work...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY4dDwXII/AAAAAAAAQWM/LbgL3T6f3us/s1600/IMG_9524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 295px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459445637687827586" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY4dDwXII/AAAAAAAAQWM/LbgL3T6f3us/s400/IMG_9524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do these smiles mean we're having fun??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 239px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448358847345378" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbW2KvcuI/AAAAAAAAQYU/qNqJpPzrJC8/s400/IMG_9787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Umm....yeah. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbXtJRwyI/AAAAAAAAQYc/q6ciWX9EctU/s1600/IMG_9762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448373605155618" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbXtJRwyI/AAAAAAAAQYc/q6ciWX9EctU/s400/IMG_9762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl was my buddy during large group sessions, and had the funniest running commentary in my ear the entire time practically (which is why I kept her close to me...a bit distracting to the other kids ;). On Saturday, when we finally sang an old NCHEA favorite "Little by Little, Inch by Inch" she exclaimed "OH! I have been singing this allllll year and was waiting and waiting for them to sing it again!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PajlCw-RI/AAAAAAAAQX0/GAyhL_2Ot10/s1600/IMG_9596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 298px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447478077159698" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PajlCw-RI/AAAAAAAAQX0/GAyhL_2Ot10/s400/IMG_9596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY5yWapJI/AAAAAAAAQWk/XHYFkeia8KM/s1600/IMG_9542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 326px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459445660583109778" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY5yWapJI/AAAAAAAAQWk/XHYFkeia8KM/s400/IMG_9542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY5ZQCmhI/AAAAAAAAQWc/obYFKR9VwK0/s1600/IMG_9533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 239px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459445653845482002" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY5ZQCmhI/AAAAAAAAQWc/obYFKR9VwK0/s400/IMG_9533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marching to Large Group. We taught our kids to line up by height...they could do it in 4 seconds flat whenever they heard the signal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY4_GYyXI/AAAAAAAAQWU/GDnwpAQQQTc/s1600/IMG_9526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459445646825671026" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY4_GYyXI/AAAAAAAAQWU/GDnwpAQQQTc/s400/IMG_9526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY35NnewI/AAAAAAAAQWE/z-uDEtt__qc/s1600/IMG_9519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 242px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459445628065512194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PY35NnewI/AAAAAAAAQWE/z-uDEtt__qc/s400/IMG_9519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our room was large and spacious and helped our decorating theme color-wise. You have to see some of the rooms other teams had to deal with to understand how grateful we were to have this room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYNRVsNII/AAAAAAAAQV0/zZWofOeraeA/s1600/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 295px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459444895807452290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYNRVsNII/AAAAAAAAQV0/zZWofOeraeA/s400/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYMoD7_oI/AAAAAAAAQVs/Z6JCPPkjD5M/s1600/IMG_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 302px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459444884727135874" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYMoD7_oI/AAAAAAAAQVs/Z6JCPPkjD5M/s400/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The all-boys team across the hall had way too much fun...from what we could hear. :) Mr. Nick kept them marching in all their free time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;So many smiles... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYOC3jDrI/AAAAAAAAQV8/h3ADpsvR13o/s1600/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 291px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459444909102796466" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PYOC3jDrI/AAAAAAAAQV8/h3ADpsvR13o/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcDv3UOQI/AAAAAAAAQYs/lZPnb2UoGBU/s1600/IMG_9756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449130249369858" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcDv3UOQI/AAAAAAAAQYs/lZPnb2UoGBU/s400/IMG_9756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcFD_wM6I/AAAAAAAAQZE/6Yfq10ALzzk/s1600/IMG_9662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 375px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449152833336226" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcFD_wM6I/AAAAAAAAQZE/6Yfq10ALzzk/s400/IMG_9662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbWslfZOI/AAAAAAAAQYM/sGCQbZQs9MM/s1600/IMG_9801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448356275184866" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbWslfZOI/AAAAAAAAQYM/sGCQbZQs9MM/s400/IMG_9801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcEs1-r2I/AAAAAAAAQY8/Y0R1y8t_Knk/s1600/IMG_9671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 280px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449146618326882" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcEs1-r2I/AAAAAAAAQY8/Y0R1y8t_Knk/s400/IMG_9671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuteness defined... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449140290480770" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcEVRTaoI/AAAAAAAAQY0/dsfZbk8FmiY/s400/IMG_9666.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcDWC2uaI/AAAAAAAAQYk/ihqp5f41k3Q/s1600/IMG_9788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 304px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449123318446498" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcDWC2uaI/AAAAAAAAQYk/ihqp5f41k3Q/s400/IMG_9788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Addie's team- Long Island, New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcuVu6ZLI/AAAAAAAAQZk/M7Rx2zgW0oM/s1600/IMG_9614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 286px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449861969175730" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcuVu6ZLI/AAAAAAAAQZk/M7Rx2zgW0oM/s400/IMG_9614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcuKmHHuI/AAAAAAAAQZc/ygkUKeb7H9M/s1600/IMG_9616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 270px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449858979471074" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PcuKmHHuI/AAAAAAAAQZc/ygkUKeb7H9M/s400/IMG_9616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Rachel's costume was amazing. As were all the other costumes- most of which were sewn by &lt;a href="http://www.sillipippi1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 232px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459449849053019762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PctlndfnI/AAAAAAAAQZU/P77-0D3xBIs/s400/IMG_9620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Eliza's Team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbWFt131I/AAAAAAAAQYE/fPQA0Xdk5yY/s1600/IMG_9815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 252px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448345841229650" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbWFt131I/AAAAAAAAQYE/fPQA0Xdk5yY/s400/IMG_9815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbVlrYSNI/AAAAAAAAQX8/Ctu1Z_rcgu0/s1600/IMG_9894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 302px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459448337240967378" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PbVlrYSNI/AAAAAAAAQX8/Ctu1Z_rcgu0/s400/IMG_9894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was amazing to see God work throughout the weekend. A few weeks before the conference I felt such an urgency to keep the entire program in prayer...in fact, so much was going on in my life at the time that I actually had considered not helping this year. I am so, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; thankful God didn't let me back out and gave me the strength to be a part of the kids conference. His presence was so evident the entire weekend, and I certainly had no reason for worry or fear. His grace was over it all...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a war within our land, a battle for the right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PaivKxtqI/AAAAAAAAQXk/XTTKBxTxqHI/s1600/IMG_9713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 248px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447463615248034" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PaivKxtqI/AAAAAAAAQXk/XTTKBxTxqHI/s400/IMG_9713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lies of the enemy are crowding out the light...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PaiN3VTdI/AAAAAAAAQXc/VNuIB3_VatA/s1600/IMG_9710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 291px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447454675324370" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PaiN3VTdI/AAAAAAAAQXc/VNuIB3_VatA/s400/IMG_9710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God has placed His banner high, He calls for no retreat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PahSfg_dI/AAAAAAAAQXU/fIUdAkfAXyI/s1600/IMG_9690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 303px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459447438737735122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PahSfg_dI/AAAAAAAAQXU/fIUdAkfAXyI/s400/IMG_9690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;As faithful soldiers let us stand and claim the victory!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand for truth, though you're standing all alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZtFXycFI/AAAAAAAAQXM/lZGTEwnKZ3U/s1600/IMG_9575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 188px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446541862465618" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZtFXycFI/AAAAAAAAQXM/lZGTEwnKZ3U/s400/IMG_9575.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand for truth, God will help and make you strong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZsTDMj1I/AAAAAAAAQW8/QCmM6lkyiVc/s1600/IMG_9558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 187px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446528354324306" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZsTDMj1I/AAAAAAAAQW8/QCmM6lkyiVc/s400/IMG_9558.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Run with courage in the fight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZr4SjjwI/AAAAAAAAQW0/P9_lH6pni78/s1600/IMG_9551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 271px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446521170988802" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZr4SjjwI/AAAAAAAAQW0/P9_lH6pni78/s400/IMG_9551.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk by faith, and not by sight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZrBevykI/AAAAAAAAQWs/eOkOGe1XZ2g/s1600/IMG_9549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459446506458171970" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PZrBevykI/AAAAAAAAQWs/eOkOGe1XZ2g/s400/IMG_9549.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand for truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand for truth!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Song(c)Rachel Wissmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8YhC_JFPII/AAAAAAAAQaw/XJ5-2EAlSI4/s1600/IMG_9627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460087933426285698" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8YhC_JFPII/AAAAAAAAQaw/XJ5-2EAlSI4/s400/IMG_9627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdeSBm94I/AAAAAAAAQaM/MdPmwXydqIY/s1600/IMG_9610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450685607573378" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdeSBm94I/AAAAAAAAQaM/MdPmwXydqIY/s400/IMG_9610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night after the conference had ended, we all went to Bethany Park to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PddnJ6AqI/AAAAAAAAQaE/vWvb8sdnGGc/s1600/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 291px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450674099651234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PddnJ6AqI/AAAAAAAAQaE/vWvb8sdnGGc/s400/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go Addie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PddDpvweI/AAAAAAAAQZ8/0JX3bGnRrrY/s1600/IMG_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450664569520610" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PddDpvweI/AAAAAAAAQZ8/0JX3bGnRrrY/s400/IMG_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fun times... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdcejhpmI/AAAAAAAAQZ0/v1h-jQlmicQ/s1600/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450654611318370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdcejhpmI/AAAAAAAAQZ0/v1h-jQlmicQ/s400/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until next year...!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Other Kids Conference Blog posts:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wissmanns.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-kids-conference.html"&gt;Wissmann Family Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wissmanns.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-kids-conference.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegradyfamilyarchives3.blogspot.com/2010/04/nchea-2010.html"&gt;The Grady Family Archives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-905253801490490659?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/905253801490490659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=905253801490490659' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/905253801490490659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/905253801490490659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/04/nchea-kids-conference-2010.html' title='NCHEA Kids Conference 2010!'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S8PdelPoOtI/AAAAAAAAQaU/CQHTrRUBXFM/s72-c/IMG_9722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3865540434521031698</id><published>2010-03-23T17:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:31:57.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ylcf'/><title type='text'>My bookshelves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm all for celebrating books... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="YLCF March of Books Blog Carnival" src="http://ylcf.org/uploaded_images/march-of-books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My room, first of all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_yR0mS4I/AAAAAAAAQU8/FgoPs6gX2jE/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958956918721410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_yR0mS4I/AAAAAAAAQU8/FgoPs6gX2jE/s400/kristinbedroom+024.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm running out of shelf room for books...even have a shelf-full in my closet, but we won't go there. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_m6SPiHI/AAAAAAAAQU0/4O9cIODLRrA/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958761622046834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_m6SPiHI/AAAAAAAAQU0/4O9cIODLRrA/s400/kristinbedroom+036.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;My "children's library" on the bottom shelf...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_mR2sISI/AAAAAAAAQUs/OOwH8oieUGc/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958750769062178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_mR2sISI/AAAAAAAAQUs/OOwH8oieUGc/s400/kristinbedroom+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;... And a fun idea I came up with mid-winter when I desperately needed a "new look" to my room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being cooped up for months is great when you have good books to read (and time to read them!)...sadly, I had to be cooped up with no time to read books. :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I survived. Hooray, it's spring! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_lzSwUgI/AAAAAAAAQUc/MwtpYGfygaI/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958742565278210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_lzSwUgI/AAAAAAAAQUc/MwtpYGfygaI/s400/kristinbedroom+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_lWsEDGI/AAAAAAAAQUU/lbHdLBUJbnA/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958734886800482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_lWsEDGI/AAAAAAAAQUU/lbHdLBUJbnA/s400/kristinbedroom+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_mL6kZoI/AAAAAAAAQUk/h3bbMdMuw7A/s1600-h/kristinbedroom+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451958749174720130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_mL6kZoI/AAAAAAAAQUk/h3bbMdMuw7A/s400/kristinbedroom+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I think lamps are the coziest...don't you all want to come visit me now? And curl up and read a book in my chocolate room? :)&lt;/em&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/2482801171516107283-3865540434521031698?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3865540434521031698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3865540434521031698' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3865540434521031698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3865540434521031698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-bookshelves.html' title='My bookshelves...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S6k_yR0mS4I/AAAAAAAAQU8/FgoPs6gX2jE/s72-c/kristinbedroom+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-6899111583238580485</id><published>2010-02-13T13:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:14:52.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S3cHbmcmZzI/AAAAAAAAPa4/FALY24INCt4/s1600-h/HoldingHands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437823245831530290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S3cHbmcmZzI/AAAAAAAAPa4/FALY24INCt4/s400/HoldingHands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"You can give without loving, but you cannot love without giving..."-- Amy Carmichael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I witnessed some examples of true love yesterday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;The shopping cart overflowing with brand new shoes to be shipped to children in Haiti. The radiant smile of the woman pushing the shopping cart through the checkout line. I know her, and the difficulties and pain she lives with on a day-to-day basis, but so full of joy and love. Selflessly focused on others when she could very easily succumb to the distraction of her own daily, physical pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;The owner of one of my favorite antique shops downtown...and his display of faithful love and selfless giving to his wife at the nursing home Heidi and I played at last night. She looked so happy, and gave me a radiant smile in return for a smile in her direction.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...selfless, devoted, sacrificial, faithful, "giving" love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-6899111583238580485?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/6899111583238580485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=6899111583238580485' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6899111583238580485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/6899111583238580485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/02/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S3cHbmcmZzI/AAAAAAAAPa4/FALY24INCt4/s72-c/HoldingHands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-5154409247327990794</id><published>2010-01-28T07:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:00:24.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was told I needed to post something...</title><content type='html'>I suppose I do. :) It's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been learning some things the past couple of weeks...basic things. As in, &lt;em&gt;things I have "learned" many, many times over&lt;/em&gt;, but for some reason turn into a &lt;em&gt;"new learning experience"&lt;/em&gt; all over again every so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Closet Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your &lt;em&gt;greatest need&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is mine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all can give the answer:&lt;br /&gt;To know God-of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt; do you &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where&lt;/strong&gt; do you know God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt; is the &lt;em&gt;essence&lt;/em&gt; of knowing God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is where you meet Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;In your closet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in the dependence of prayer that you know Him, the unhindered, constant communication&lt;br /&gt;that grows your love and affection for Him, it is in placing God first in your day that causes Him to become first in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will meet you there- in your closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He will be your God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To know God you must discipline yourself for the purpose of Godliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00am alarm set every day if need be.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night if He calls you then- to be watchful in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of your hurried tasks and never-ceasing to-do projects...&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;be still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Stop scheduling time for &lt;strong&gt;absolutely everything but God&lt;/strong&gt;”*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight your battles... in your closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find peace and abiding joy... in your closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience uncommon love with your Maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your closet,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; talk to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;and know God&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the key to life that flows &lt;strong&gt;abundantly full of the presence of God Himself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you be alone with God?&lt;/em&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/2482801171516107283-5154409247327990794?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/5154409247327990794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=5154409247327990794' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5154409247327990794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/5154409247327990794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-told-i-need-to-post-something.html' title='I was told I needed to post something...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8067500430771216871</id><published>2010-01-16T20:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:01:08.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating!</title><content type='html'>In commemoration of "National Nothing Day" we decided to do a great many things. Everything from practicing music, to butchering a deer, to ice skating, to making enough food to feed our entire church tomorrow, to ice surfing at the Platte (the boys)...you name it. We're good at doing "nothing" around here. :)&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few random and fun ice skating pictures from today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8CaKMC0I/AAAAAAAALB0/leIYj6eUAqs/s1600-h/IMG_5114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427536881758505794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8CaKMC0I/AAAAAAAALB0/leIYj6eUAqs/s400/IMG_5114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8BmYYtMI/AAAAAAAALBk/Eljvkv3bp_8/s1600-h/IMG_5103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427536867859412162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8BmYYtMI/AAAAAAAALBk/Eljvkv3bp_8/s400/IMG_5103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8BJyoooI/AAAAAAAALBc/Z1xdGaaaKgs/s1600-h/IMG_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427536860184879746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8BJyoooI/AAAAAAAALBc/Z1xdGaaaKgs/s400/IMG_5074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8A_tIOPI/AAAAAAAALBU/6U7bf3qCUR8/s1600-h/IMG_5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427536857477429490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8A_tIOPI/AAAAAAAALBU/6U7bf3qCUR8/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6w4kSaVI/AAAAAAAALBM/BCicSFuElXo/s1600-h/IMG_5052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427535481171765586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6w4kSaVI/AAAAAAAALBM/BCicSFuElXo/s400/IMG_5052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6vYPxQcI/AAAAAAAALAs/YvCd0CEAG9A/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427535455315902914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6vYPxQcI/AAAAAAAALAs/YvCd0CEAG9A/s400/IMG_0975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6w-lDg9I/AAAAAAAALBE/TiEbv9jhJd8/s1600-h/IMG_5050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6weks_qI/AAAAAAAALA8/04FGThN_NKo/s1600-h/IMG_5049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6v2GWDhI/AAAAAAAALA0/BsIko40jAZ8/s1600-h/IMG_5046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427535463329435154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J6v2GWDhI/AAAAAAAALA0/BsIko40jAZ8/s400/IMG_5046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-8067500430771216871?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8067500430771216871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8067500430771216871' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8067500430771216871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8067500430771216871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/01/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating!'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S1J8CaKMC0I/AAAAAAAALB0/leIYj6eUAqs/s72-c/IMG_5114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3500476288052142800</id><published>2010-01-07T17:52:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:36:36.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morgillotson Girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been such a *FUN* week! And the extra day today (because of bad weather) was a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;We have had the time of our lives...(Pictures by Sarah!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ice skating at Cottonmill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z6h_zlIPI/AAAAAAAAJoE/o8etF0Cxf3g/s400/IMG_9006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skated to the top of the lake and back!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z6ia1ldRI/AAAAAAAAJoM/PfhFhFPP7Dc/s400/IMG_9061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Younger Girls" made homemade granola whilst the "Big Sisters" caught up on life at an elegant restaurant downtown. Many hours later they returned, arms loaded with new-found treasures from Bookends and Kaufmanns Antiques....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Downtown Kearney "On the Bricks..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0azX9O3olI/AAAAAAAAJp8/QVMTD45BheE/s1600-h/blog_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424220025369633362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0azX9O3olI/AAAAAAAAJp8/QVMTD45BheE/s400/blog_4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Sarah really liked the bricks ;)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;In which Sarah attempts to take a picture, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;and Rebecca succeeds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424171559699813554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0aHS4ivFLI/AAAAAAAAJpE/Gvu6S4Kj5E4/s400/blog_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first attempts at taking a group photo using the camera timer landed Sarah facefirst in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Everyone laughing at Sarah laughing at herself&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Rebecca almost beats the 10 second timer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Almost........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; .....there! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lighthouse and the Photographer herself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;(plus a few freezing individuals)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424171553803978178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0aHSilDxcI/AAAAAAAAJo8/3k7K1hmCRWM/s400/blog_2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;The new fashion trend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424171549990831234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0aHSUX7xII/AAAAAAAAJo0/jQ5t2Yc0F8I/s400/blog_1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z8vRZPUqI/AAAAAAAAJos/FPkITcOEUiw/s400/IMG_9554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael's car was stuck this morning...with keys locked in the car, which was in drive. [edit by Rachel: Good thing it was very stuck and didn't suddenly come un-stuck...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben came to the rescue in the big red van with the spare keys. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z8vGU275I/AAAAAAAAJok/FcPqMKls9XY/s400/IMG_9543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Phase 10 'til midnight (or later!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z6iyiwYbI/AAAAAAAAJoU/s72cd1sI5lM/s400/IMG_9217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girls get-together at Addie's house. An excess of chocolate, tea, talking, and yummy food! And a great movie too! [edit by Rachel: we watched Pendragon. :) ]&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Beautiful Mod Podge Project..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Old postcards from Grandma T., pretty papers, glue, Little Women (the movie), and exhorbitant amounts of chocolate later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424208772989310098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0apI-2V1JI/AAAAAAAAJpk/KVglQqITEDA/s400/IMG_9655.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424208764092354082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0apIdtJDiI/AAAAAAAAJpc/PVUFlDhvMyk/s400/IMG_9662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424208755990129186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0apH_ha6iI/AAAAAAAAJpU/lzN3n-dMfDA/s400/IMG_9668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~I LOVE IT!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0av8_J0cyI/AAAAAAAAJp0/Xc_cvbDlh_4/s400/IMG_9617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0av8YN_O0I/AAAAAAAAJps/8zaHnz4Q1Ms/s400/IMG_9601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I love my sisters too....I'm so glad you could come! It's been a simply delightful time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-3500476288052142800?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3500476288052142800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3500476288052142800' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3500476288052142800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3500476288052142800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/01/morgillotson-girls.html' title='The Morgillotson Girls...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/S0Z6h_zlIPI/AAAAAAAAJoE/o8etF0Cxf3g/s72-c/IMG_9006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-335190626882201349</id><published>2010-01-01T15:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:12:19.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Review of the Year in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-edad7041404f00dd" 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://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dedad7041404f00dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55CD9DBBEACEF91AECCBBAEC17064BDF1C00B59D.505B614B556CCFC31CA3D92DD5F99F1890B4575C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dedad7041404f00dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwyFYhkSvM-HjDdWQ6UKXochmBaM&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://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dedad7041404f00dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55CD9DBBEACEF91AECCBBAEC17064BDF1C00B59D.505B614B556CCFC31CA3D92DD5F99F1890B4575C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dedad7041404f00dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwyFYhkSvM-HjDdWQ6UKXochmBaM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy, Sorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace, Forgiveness, Surrender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tragedy, Hope, Tears, Laughter, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessings, Loss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adventure, Opportunities, Work, Friendships,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Triumph, Grace...Love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...and the greatest of these is LOVE."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-335190626882201349?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/335190626882201349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=335190626882201349' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/335190626882201349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/335190626882201349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-review-of-year-in-pictures.html' title='2009 Review of the Year in Pictures'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-2380184327534231934</id><published>2009-12-28T17:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:20:08.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The View from the Snowglobe...</title><content type='html'>Amazingly enough, the great Nebraska blizzard didn't delay our Christmas plans too much-other than cancel the pre-Christmas trip my sister and I were planning to take on her time off. She ended up not being able to see grandparents and relatives this Christmas but enjoyed being snowed in with us for a few days instead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below are a few random pictures thrown together into a slideshow of Christmas day at home, and our trip down to Joplin, MO on the 26th- which turned out to be just another hilarious T family adventure to go down in memorable history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We really did wait for the weather map to register that all roads were&lt;br /&gt;clear and open before we headed out...&lt;br /&gt;But an hour later found us in GI and the interstate blocked all the way to&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln. (huh?) Stopping at Arby's at the interchange we mingled with the&lt;br /&gt;other stranded travelers, all bewailing the total lack of options for driving&lt;br /&gt;east in any way, shape, or form. South 281 was blocked too. Hearing that I-80&lt;br /&gt;had not been open since noon the day before we began to question our&lt;br /&gt;trusty weather map. What happened? Well, Seth texted us the rather embarassing&lt;br /&gt;information that someone had disabled the "roads closed" button on our weather&lt;br /&gt;map on our computer back home. (WHO DID THAT?!) No one 'fessed up, so we waited&lt;br /&gt;some more. Mr. K was stuck there with his fuel truck, so we just waited around&lt;br /&gt;together, talked with other stranded people (some had slept all night in their&lt;br /&gt;cars...not fun!) and watched the roads and parking lot fill up with cars&lt;br /&gt;and trucks. Around 1pm it was beginning to blizzard one again, so we&lt;br /&gt;conferred among ourselves and decided the best strategy was to head back toward&lt;br /&gt;Kearney and head south on hwy 10 (supposedly clear, according to our "trusty"&lt;br /&gt;weather map ;).&lt;br /&gt;Well, we did eventually make it to our destination in Joplin...10:00 at&lt;br /&gt;night, and just 4 hours late. (Same old story!) Parts of the trip were a&lt;br /&gt;bit reminiscent of our recent trip to Ohio...as you will see in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully not nearly as terrifying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-73423533ccb47d4f" 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://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73423533ccb47d4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9FCB88A63691769542211373F44DBB551F393FD.365332A00A25799F21361AF3F218B934D61D05C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73423533ccb47d4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DokVAd5IM8ErwhXKQqSSDTl2sJ3k&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://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73423533ccb47d4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9FCB88A63691769542211373F44DBB551F393FD.365332A00A25799F21361AF3F218B934D61D05C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73423533ccb47d4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DokVAd5IM8ErwhXKQqSSDTl2sJ3k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-2380184327534231934?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/2380184327534231934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=2380184327534231934' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2380184327534231934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/2380184327534231934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-from-snowglobe.html' title='The View from the Snowglobe...'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-8532398873898483783</id><published>2009-12-15T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:20:47.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, Dec.10- Trip to the Creation Museum</title><content type='html'>By 8am the next morning, we all felt ready to venture out on the roads again after a solid night of sleep. The guys had gone 36 hrs without sleep, and hadn't exactly been able to get much rest in the van the day before. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Four hours later, we made it to our intended destination- the Creation Museum outside of Cincinnati. We were &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; thankful to have several hours to spend there before the conference began that evening, in spite of all the road delays of the day before. I can't really describe the museum...other than it was totally FABULOUS! It is so refreshing to go through a museum and not have to constantly sort out the truth from the untruth etc. I love how the entire walk through history culminates in the gospel. It is so very well presented...we were all totally impressed and blessed by our walk through the museum. We could have spent a lot more time there, but our trip the day before had sort of wiped some of us out. ;) So we headed to the motel to  check in and prepare for the beginning of the conference that night...&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures for you to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfednyQT4I/AAAAAAAAHg8/kGgkTuPOqF8/s1600-h/Snowstorm+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415541677413650306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfednyQT4I/AAAAAAAAHg8/kGgkTuPOqF8/s400/Snowstorm+181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfedaXZuUI/AAAAAAAAHg0/j_IPKPXZABo/s1600-h/Snowstorm+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415541673811360066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfedaXZuUI/AAAAAAAAHg0/j_IPKPXZABo/s400/Snowstorm+177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfedFh1bpI/AAAAAAAAHgs/018HE3QuaRI/s1600-h/Snowstorm+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415541668217974418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfedFh1bpI/AAAAAAAAHgs/018HE3QuaRI/s400/Snowstorm+172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Syfec5ZnqKI/AAAAAAAAHgk/vdzFt4ZR4fs/s1600-h/Snowstorm+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415541664962291874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Syfec5ZnqKI/AAAAAAAAHgk/vdzFt4ZR4fs/s400/Snowstorm+170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfecpuwM-I/AAAAAAAAHgc/ZCkcWjn2GEk/s1600-h/Snowstorm+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415541660755964898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfecpuwM-I/AAAAAAAAHgc/ZCkcWjn2GEk/s400/Snowstorm+166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-8532398873898483783?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/8532398873898483783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=8532398873898483783' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8532398873898483783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/8532398873898483783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday-dec10-trip-to-creation-museum.html' title='Thursday, Dec.10- Trip to the Creation Museum'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyfednyQT4I/AAAAAAAAHg8/kGgkTuPOqF8/s72-c/Snowstorm+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-4142352835084894630</id><published>2009-12-14T09:17:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:26:37.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, Dec.9-Headed to the Sufficiency of Scripture Conference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We woke up at 4 am. It had been snowing all day the day before, and all night. My brothers had been snowblowing driveways (and streets ;) all night in bitterly cold temperatures in anticipation of our family's planned trip to Cincinnati, OH for the Sufficiency of Scripture Conference put on by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ncfic.org"&gt;NCFIC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at 4 am I rolled out of bed...the snow was drifted halfway up my bedroom window. Our street was not plowed. The outside world didn't look too friendly...I assumed we would not be headed out for a few hours, so snuggled back under the warm blankets. A moment later I heard the boys come inside. Heidi came down and announced we were headed out within the hour, because the boys had blown half the street clear with the snowblower. (We are talking a couple feet of snow here, and drifts burying cars...) I still didn't believe we were going to get out anytime soon. But somehow within the hour we were all snuggly loaded up in the van and pulling out of our snowpacked driveway. There was snow packed in the brakes, and snow drifted inside the van, and ice coating the inside of the windows- from using it all night for snowshoveling. We laid our emergency blankets out on all the seats so we wouldn't have to sit in the snow. =P Our trek across town wasn't too bad. Streets were still majorly snowpacked, but thanks to our high-profile van we didn't get stuck or anything. Pulling out onto I-80 we were glad to see one lane cleared and dry. There were drifts in the passing lane, but there didn't seem to be enough vehicles out to make it necessary to pass anyone. We saw lots of emergency vehicles, snowplows, cars off the road and buried in drifts etc. Not bad so far...&lt;br /&gt;Four hours later found us in Iowa, and we gradually found the road conditions to be increasingly treacherous. More ice pack, lots of wind and frequent white-outs. We couldn't have imagined it to get much worse...but it did. The next 6-8 hours we were stuck in extremely intense driving conditions. Hundreds of trucks were in the ditches, upside down, hanging off bridges, mangled pieces of barely visible wreckage in the medians and ditches as glimpsed through the blowing snow. We were inching along on solid ice-pack and invisible roads at 20-40 mph...for hours upon seemingly endless hours. We couldn't get off. All the exits were packed with trucks attempting to get off, accidents etc.&lt;br /&gt;We get online and find Interstate 380 through Iowa marked "Impassable". Police warning against any sort of travel. They had pulled all the emergency/National Guard/snowplows off the road. Ben's weather buddies were calling it an "Epic and Extremely Dangerous Snow Storm". Hmmm.... we pretty much had no way out now. Just pray. And pray...and hold tight to our seats (or hide under the pillows ;).&lt;br /&gt;Below is just a small glimpse of what we saw constantly during those long hours. Multiply by 50, and you can maybe imagine that we did often ask ourselves if we were about to join the other unfortunate souls in the ditch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzsgI1sbI/AAAAAAAAHOs/DBICSQsvNfs/s1600-h/Snowstorm+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142810338046386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzsgI1sbI/AAAAAAAAHOs/DBICSQsvNfs/s400/Snowstorm+133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzsACkAeI/AAAAAAAAHOk/G-03JzpeB74/s1600-h/Snowstorm+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142801721786850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzsACkAeI/AAAAAAAAHOk/G-03JzpeB74/s400/Snowstorm+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrlYb2RI/AAAAAAAAHOc/MyOEySQlAYI/s1600-h/Snowstorm+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142794565769490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrlYb2RI/AAAAAAAAHOc/MyOEySQlAYI/s400/Snowstorm+127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrRM_g1I/AAAAAAAAHOU/SGp3XEtxQiA/s1600-h/Snowstorm+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142789149066066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrRM_g1I/AAAAAAAAHOU/SGp3XEtxQiA/s400/Snowstorm+120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrKqFTTI/AAAAAAAAHOM/wmcGhmfLLVs/s1600-h/Snowstorm+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142787392032050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzrKqFTTI/AAAAAAAAHOM/wmcGhmfLLVs/s400/Snowstorm+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaV9jy7bI/AAAAAAAAHNk/M0RQJdBT9NU/s1600-h/Snowstorm+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114935308053938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaV9jy7bI/AAAAAAAAHNk/M0RQJdBT9NU/s400/Snowstorm+156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaVpsL7SI/AAAAAAAAHNc/KXLlfT3t6hE/s1600-h/Snowstorm+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114929974537506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaVpsL7SI/AAAAAAAAHNc/KXLlfT3t6hE/s400/Snowstorm+149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two semis in the median...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaVDFda7I/AAAAAAAAHNU/Di3LGe9UkfA/s1600-h/Snowstorm+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114919611558834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaVDFda7I/AAAAAAAAHNU/Di3LGe9UkfA/s400/Snowstorm+152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The yellow caution tape means the driver has been rescued at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaUlwgQ7I/AAAAAAAAHNM/e1qQzE_Pquo/s1600-h/Snowstorm+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114911739036594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaUlwgQ7I/AAAAAAAAHNM/e1qQzE_Pquo/s400/Snowstorm+147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double trailor jack-knifed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaUTMDgsI/AAAAAAAAHNE/5ewTxMvdMdA/s1600-h/Snowstorm+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114906754319042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZaUTMDgsI/AAAAAAAAHNE/5ewTxMvdMdA/s400/Snowstorm+142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZmFhlwGI/AAAAAAAAHM8/l_acJm1qg2s/s1600-h/Snowstorm+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114112812564578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZmFhlwGI/AAAAAAAAHM8/l_acJm1qg2s/s400/Snowstorm+140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZl7ex_7I/AAAAAAAAHM0/4ruRnpgcyu0/s1600-h/Snowstorm+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114110116429746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZl7ex_7I/AAAAAAAAHM0/4ruRnpgcyu0/s400/Snowstorm+138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some comforting quotes we found online from news reports on the blizzard:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Des Moines, Iowa was particularly hard-hit. Karl Jungbluth, a meterologist in Johnston, Iowa, near Des Moines told drivers on Tuesday, "Anybody traveling tomorrow (Wed.) morning is really taking a huge risk, I would say...a risk of being stranded and not having anybody to help you for 6 to 12 hours, probably." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indeed, the highway patrol shut down Interstate 80 near Grinnell, just east of Des Moines saying that the stretch of I80 from Newton on was "impassable." Jim Lee, a meterologist with the National Weather Service in Des Moines said Des Moines had 15 foot drifts saying, "It's a monster of a storm."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It's miserable out there,” he said. “I can't imagine anybody driving in this for a while.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZldADVzI/AAAAAAAAHMs/inYyjiwuD28/s1600-h/Snowstorm+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114101934479154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZldADVzI/AAAAAAAAHMs/inYyjiwuD28/s400/Snowstorm+096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZk15pnEI/AAAAAAAAHMk/vpMM3SStahQ/s1600-h/Snowstorm+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114091438644290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZk15pnEI/AAAAAAAAHMk/vpMM3SStahQ/s400/Snowstorm+124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZkv4vqDI/AAAAAAAAHMc/gp9Cn7GWoSo/s1600-h/Snowstorm+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415114089824233522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZZkv4vqDI/AAAAAAAAHMc/gp9Cn7GWoSo/s400/Snowstorm+130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't suppose they planned to have their coffee-break together in the median-do you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the two cars down by the bridge... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYwK1YhPI/AAAAAAAAHL8/hYMe6KD9F6A/s1600-h/Snowstorm+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415113186524824818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYwK1YhPI/AAAAAAAAHL8/hYMe6KD9F6A/s400/Snowstorm+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYv8aMq1I/AAAAAAAAHL0/ZQB5jAbaLYM/s1600-h/Snowstorm+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415113182652705618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYv8aMq1I/AAAAAAAAHL0/ZQB5jAbaLYM/s400/Snowstorm+119.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The poor, unfortunate 15 passenger van..... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYviuHAFI/AAAAAAAAHLs/48ucP34H9Ig/s1600-h/Snowstorm+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415113175756898386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYviuHAFI/AAAAAAAAHLs/48ucP34H9Ig/s400/Snowstorm+117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYvbxj63I/AAAAAAAAHLk/C2DGY67ESpY/s1600-h/Snowstorm+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415113173892328306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYvbxj63I/AAAAAAAAHLk/C2DGY67ESpY/s400/Snowstorm+114.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoy the scenery folks.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you may never see it again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYvEuYTNI/AAAAAAAAHLc/UpBfWaV9CRk/s1600-h/Snowstorm+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415113167704968402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZYvEuYTNI/AAAAAAAAHLc/UpBfWaV9CRk/s400/Snowstorm+108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6qWci2I/AAAAAAAAHK8/K1aW1-NhYas/s1600-h/Snowstorm+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415112267272063842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6qWci2I/AAAAAAAAHK8/K1aW1-NhYas/s400/Snowstorm+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6SiBeWI/AAAAAAAAHK0/RVW0t64-DCY/s1600-h/Snowstorm+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415112260878170466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6SiBeWI/AAAAAAAAHK0/RVW0t64-DCY/s400/Snowstorm+106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6Bd403I/AAAAAAAAHKs/WyJhz7QsmFA/s1600-h/Snowstorm+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415112256297423730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX6Bd403I/AAAAAAAAHKs/WyJhz7QsmFA/s400/Snowstorm+099.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a pileup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX5orOamI/AAAAAAAAHKk/kZyLJjOvV7Y/s1600-h/Snowstorm+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415112249642478178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX5orOamI/AAAAAAAAHKk/kZyLJjOvV7Y/s400/Snowstorm+094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX5XieQCI/AAAAAAAAHKc/3OugG8vljdY/s1600-h/Snowstorm+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415112245042364450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZX5XieQCI/AAAAAAAAHKc/3OugG8vljdY/s400/Snowstorm+091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZahBXb2eI/AAAAAAAAHNs/k1FeTjtKg48/s1600-h/Snowstorm+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415115125308512738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZahBXb2eI/AAAAAAAAHNs/k1FeTjtKg48/s400/Snowstorm+158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As we were coming out of it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish we had brought a video camera to capture the swirling snow. It was really pretty. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We stayed in Danville, Illinois that night... SO grateful to be alive and safe! Thank you to everyone who prayed us through this trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the conference we met people who had prayed for those traveling through Iowa in the blizzard. Wow! And I know there were many friends back home praying as well...we are thankful for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coming up next...Trip to the Creation Museum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482801171516107283-4142352835084894630?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/4142352835084894630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=4142352835084894630' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4142352835084894630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/4142352835084894630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-dec9-headed-to-sufficiency-of.html' title='Wednesday, Dec.9-Headed to the Sufficiency of Scripture Conference!'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SyZzsgI1sbI/AAAAAAAAHOs/DBICSQsvNfs/s72-c/Snowstorm+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-3586578713975055529</id><published>2009-10-18T19:04:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:10:46.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Girls Campout 2009!</title><content type='html'>This year we waited until it was almost too cold to do our (now) traditional girls camp out! We are very thankful for the camper Christina's family let us borrow! It housed 11 girls quite comfortably...and everyone (except poor Addie, who had to sleep over the heater vent ;) was glad for a warm place to be.&lt;br /&gt;We had 11 girls, ages 8-24! Many of them attend our girls Bible Study on Friday afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2d-Z4V-I/AAAAAAAAElY/GlLPQX7lzWU/s1600-h/P1050534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105604790310882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2d-Z4V-I/AAAAAAAAElY/GlLPQX7lzWU/s320/P1050534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;::Devotions around the campfire::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was F-R-E-E-Z-I-N-G. Warming our hands around a cup of hot chocolate helped a little. :)&lt;br /&gt;The theme of our camping trip was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;! We discussed JOY in the life of a christian...JOY in knowing Christ, JOY in serving Christ, JOY in suffering for Christ. Also, we talked about what can destroy or hinder joy in the life of a christian: unconfessed sin, pride, self-centeredness, discontentment etc. It was some great discussion, and our prayer time afterward was a blessing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2dQyWNxI/AAAAAAAAElQ/YGe2Sd9jy4M/s1600-h/P1050536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105592544900882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2dQyWNxI/AAAAAAAAElQ/YGe2Sd9jy4M/s320/P1050536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2cqNVD_I/AAAAAAAAElI/118MrH5jBdE/s1600-h/P1050501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105582189088754" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2cqNVD_I/AAAAAAAAElI/118MrH5jBdE/s320/P1050501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lighting the campfire is always an adventure in and of itself...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2cAm8IEI/AAAAAAAAElA/8UjUNrd7Jp8/s1600-h/P1050641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105571022217282" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2cAm8IEI/AAAAAAAAElA/8UjUNrd7Jp8/s320/P1050641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2buL8mdI/AAAAAAAAEk4/fYmuohBUcd4/s1600-h/P1050653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105566077163986" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2buL8mdI/AAAAAAAAEk4/fYmuohBUcd4/s320/P1050653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Addie &amp;amp; Eliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...need I say more???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyvhXHd3I/AAAAAAAAEkw/o2auV8bWO5A/s1600-h/P1050382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394101508185225074" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyvhXHd3I/AAAAAAAAEkw/o2auV8bWO5A/s320/P1050382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;::Backrubs and Bedtime stories...:: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyvCl_UqI/AAAAAAAAEko/s62e9IxaKq0/s1600-h/P1050473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394101499926106786" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyvCl_UqI/AAAAAAAAEko/s62e9IxaKq0/s320/P1050473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuytzSJxbI/AAAAAAAAEkY/ttO98GYr-Q8/s1600-h/P1050491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394101478636504498" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuytzSJxbI/AAAAAAAAEkY/ttO98GYr-Q8/s320/P1050491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Once upon a time there was a Princess...named Mabelina Zuzuia!" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyuqEdBaI/AAAAAAAAEkg/ToO6M5AhXX4/s1600-h/P1050498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394101493342995874" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuyuqEdBaI/AAAAAAAAEkg/ToO6M5AhXX4/s320/P1050498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Never underestimate the power of a Buick!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvKm53JTI/AAAAAAAAEj4/-h7BcP7UmEA/s1600-h/P1050612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097575483090226" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 153px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvKm53JTI/AAAAAAAAEj4/-h7BcP7UmEA/s320/P1050612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;) It's a girl thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvJ-Oq8LI/AAAAAAAAEjw/i8K5qBaTM6A/s1600-h/P1050574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097564564517042" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvJ-Oq8LI/AAAAAAAAEjw/i8K5qBaTM6A/s320/P1050574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvJYRR_CI/AAAAAAAAEjo/LsDKciXdlps/s1600-h/P1050572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097554374917154" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/StuvJYRR_CI/AAAAAAAAEjo/LsDKciXdlps/s320/P1050572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;::&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Give or take the photographer :)&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kristin, Amy, Christina, Rachel, Eliza, Heidi, Addie, Bethany, Joanna, Mabel, &amp;amp; Myla!&lt;/span&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;....did I get that in age order?&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/2482801171516107283-3586578713975055529?l=sempre-dolce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/feeds/3586578713975055529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482801171516107283&amp;postID=3586578713975055529' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3586578713975055529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482801171516107283/posts/default/3586578713975055529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempre-dolce.blogspot.com/2009/10/annual-girls-campout-2009.html' title='Annual Girls Campout 2009!'/><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245978334982679660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVd6z1QeDzU/Tzm4WpIkASI/AAAAAAAASHk/-5l2kTSkHZo/s220/1%2B%252817%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/Stu2d-Z4V-I/AAAAAAAAElY/GlLPQX7lzWU/s72-c/P1050534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482801171516107283.post-1755095827428589982</id><published>2009-09-20T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:22:13.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschool Conference Kids Program...</title><content type='html'>The pictures are pretty self-explanatory. It was a great day, and we had a lot of great kids! &lt;br /&gt;I love little people...:) Words or pictures can't exactly describe the joy that lights up their little faces in response to God's love and truth being shown them. I'm very thankful for the team leaders, and all the other help I had putting this together!&lt;br /&gt;(All of the drama pictures are of our practice the night beforehand. Somehow there weren't any free cast members to take photos during the real thing! But we do have video... Perhaps we could put it on here, Addie? ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nGKYrovEyp_7P98aYRSX_Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYDL3J3NI/AAAAAAAAEZo/CRWwevCLW10/s400/IMG_0885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt; From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V00LmbTgidoRbpIkrpimkg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbW_yNBtNI/AAAAAAAAEXs/oRMlqdFN494/s400/IMG_0698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kS2QYZWzmsaC_-BBMqsuUQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbXK6XBZrI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Chcv991xBX8/s400/IMG_0779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Old Knight" was the cutest cast member, hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mWCjb4LPtaBBgNqq-7lNow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbXN8sEEFI/AAAAAAAAEX8/D4a-0R4Gixg/s400/IMG_0782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HcTqVprqpZUw1tPqXSI0wQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbXmWSXiCI/AAAAAAAAEZA/lzg-VXGedjw/s400/IMG_0849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3lA_cVmUxq4MlUnVmBPflQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbXqkOhErI/AAAAAAAAEZE/IQWG2NWZPeI/s400/IMG_0866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7IEc-vXk50FHOL3F1hTlSg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYPvHbQNI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/mYhimiqxdgM/s400/IMG_0913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small groups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/P4X_AxqOMwmSN0pWgJrUzQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYUYdZycI/AAAAAAAAEaA/I9DcQmZXQuI/s400/IMG_0915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these pictures are a bit fuzzy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sVoMsvyFFbXgZKPTHXGW-w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYYxvDt_I/AAAAAAAAEaI/bhN3ojNd0T8/s400/IMG_0926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noble &amp; Strong Knight! (The main characters in our drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6_JdXsxHcTl0h0xaP1fIzQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYn3ogP9I/AAAAAAAAEak/so5rTcMLM7M/s400/IMG_0938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large groups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PPvGRa8CcLzC5VZESi3YSQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbYwpnbXWI/AAAAAAAAEa0/0dQT8oIadBs/s400/IMG_0947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r4b1iOhsYoAmqGm9rB_Ukw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbY1j6Gk9I/AAAAAAAAEbA/P83LprsVevU/s400/IMG_0955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maggie" &amp; "Professor Schplatt"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iRtyUl2VHHyQZWbzW9JOcA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbZGCgT_EI/AAAAAAAAEbk/s17W7cxQ9NI/s400/IMG_0995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Knights helped wherever they could! (And the kids loved them! One little boy came to me begging to "dress up like the other boys" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2QPuqNANNodJt1F6jHGYDA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbZIlDQHYI/AAAAAAAAEbo/C2W55dq9brU/s400/IMG_1014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi got to take care of the babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e9FPbPqp-eeStt2YZblwOg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbZYqwWknI/AAAAAAAAEb8/s0wRhgT46cs/s400/IMG_1047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor recreation...Sword fighting, stick horse relays, archery, and parachute games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0EF2Dg6XyG2zNzuRwBaD6Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbZkZqRtRI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/y5A8I63tSYE/s400/IMG_1078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/SempreDolce/KidsProgram?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;KidsProgram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/R0u33LLnt-Te23WDAEWpzw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FnvviaTdxxk/SrbZyyuMvYI/AAAAAAAAEck/sGUcbYb5_9w/s400/IMG_1125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="
