<?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-1059370424504232514</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:16:06.979-08:00</updated><category term='greatness'/><category term='chocolate by night'/><category term='Hebrew'/><category term='truth'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='protein'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='the chair and the captain'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='Life by Ghandi'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Westport WA'/><category term='guard'/><category term='a gift'/><category term='wish'/><category term='shalom'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='roots'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='love'/><category term='I can see clearly nowhttp://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrnerLyhPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TXCmpcp7NQ0/s1600-h/friends+180.jpg'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='focus'/><title type='text'>Mama's Home</title><subtitle type='html'>"Home" a place of refuge from the storms of life.  
May you always have a place you call home</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-3114831813891052668</id><published>2011-04-19T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:53:18.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Me" " Me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;What is it about seeing ourselves that brings such pleasure to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched Caitlin our soon to be 2 granddaughter get so excited about seeing herself on a homemade photo card and it was pure delight to watch her expression and hear her sweet voice say "Me" "me" with all the wonder and amazement a 2 year old holds in their pure heart!&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't the least bit impressed by the new outfit or the little dollar store purse but was in awe when she saw herself... last year's birthday photos on a piece of paper...so exciting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ji0aAeG2kqQ/Ta6AE63xj4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/APZVOyZS5Dg/s1600/african+boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 208px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 258px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ji0aAeG2kqQ/Ta6AE63xj4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/APZVOyZS5Dg/s200/african+boy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw similar reactions in Kitale Africa when we would take pictures of the children and then show them their picture on the camera...BIG SMILES would break forth as they saw themselves in the camera display window and then giggly laughter would bubble up out of them..some of them i'm sure had never had the opportunity to look in a mirror nonetheless see a photo image!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I think that's how God designed it..to take joy in who we are..who He created us to be and often we lose sight of that as we grow up and begin to compare ourselves with others. Knowing that God made each one of us ..thought about us from the begininng of time (now that's a long time) created and made plans for each of our lives, without ever making a duplicate is something to marvel about don't you think..makes me want to go look in the mirror and get excited about what I see..how about you?..there's no one like YOU or ME..no not&amp;nbsp;ONE and the Father says you are fearfully and wonderfully made..now that's something I find joy in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Let's get excited about who we are ..perfectly made in every way...and enjoy each other and our uniqueness ..we are His plan and His plan is always the BEST!!!&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6JPw7s15r0/Ta57YxFMenI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xNXt6y9TcO0/s1600/Cait%2B2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; height: 184px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 104px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6JPw7s15r0/Ta57YxFMenI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xNXt6y9TcO0/s200/Cait%2B2.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp9mCTgCGm4/Ta57rP2nz9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a3KkkxKwjOs/s1600/Cait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp9mCTgCGm4/Ta57rP2nz9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a3KkkxKwjOs/s200/Cait.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ME"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;img height="96" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp9mCTgCGm4/Ta57rP2nz9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a3KkkxKwjOs/s200/Cait.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 642px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 508px; visibility: hidden;" width="63" /&gt; &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&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;/div&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;/div&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;/div&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;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 1?="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Dm4-bBlbpY/Ta57jKpLWII/AAAAAAAAAJc/V4yHrMerV2w/s1600/%20imageanchor=" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Dm4-bBlbpY/Ta57jKpLWII/AAAAAAAAAJc/V4yHrMerV2w/s200/Cait%2B3.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-3114831813891052668?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/3114831813891052668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=3114831813891052668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3114831813891052668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3114831813891052668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-me.html' title='&quot;Me&quot; &quot; Me&quot;'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ji0aAeG2kqQ/Ta6AE63xj4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/APZVOyZS5Dg/s72-c/african+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-4790649695584848795</id><published>2011-03-16T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:05:33.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's &lt;b&gt;greatness&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in each one of us because our Creator God is a great God and everything He creates is in His image.  There's a knowing deep inside of us a longing to &lt;b&gt;become &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...  we were made to become part of something larger than ourselves...something that requires abilities that we don't have in our strength and power. Often this desire leads to&lt;b&gt; striving &lt;/b&gt;to become great ..through the accumulation of riches, through fame and success, through being the best at something..better than anyone else, competiton.&lt;br /&gt;God placed &lt;b&gt;greatness&lt;/b&gt; in you for one purpose..that we were to &lt;b&gt;serve&lt;/b&gt; it, serve that which HE placed in each one of us..His Spirit..when He breathed life into us on the day we were born...&lt;b&gt;His &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;greatness&lt;/b&gt; keeps us alive..... and we are to  serve others with that life.  &lt;i&gt;The greatness in you is His greatness &lt;/i&gt;and just as He came to this world as a servant ..through Christ..He calls each one of us to &lt;b&gt;serve greatness &lt;/b&gt;like an amazing dinner..&lt;b&gt;the meal is humility, grace and mercy&lt;/b&gt; and we are called to offer it to all He brings into our lives because that's what He offered us.&lt;br /&gt;Remember His greatness brings lasting rewards and blessings beyond what this world can offer you . Fame is &lt;b&gt;short-lived&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, riches can't be taken with you...the lasting fruit of greatness can be passed on from generation to generation..it's called &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; and it refreshes the soul and &lt;b&gt;brings peace and joy and life &lt;/b&gt;whenever its given.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you in your journey of greatness? What are you bringing to the table?  Who are some of the people you know that you consider to be great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-4790649695584848795?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/4790649695584848795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=4790649695584848795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/4790649695584848795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/4790649695584848795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-greatness-in-each-one-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-290892732176952525</id><published>2011-03-10T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:17:58.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate by night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>chocolate for Breakfast!</title><content type='html'>Just had the best smoothie..especially if you want chocolate for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 - 1/3 c of coconut milk&lt;br /&gt;4 oz (1/2 c) water&lt;br /&gt;1 - 2tsp organic cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 banana&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP Almond butter&lt;br /&gt;optional : cinnamon, nutmeg, something green..kale , spinach, barleylife mmmm&lt;br /&gt;ice if you like it chilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blend it all together and then&lt;br /&gt;ADD:&lt;br /&gt;2 Servings of Whey Protein powder (WARRIOR MILK)get it at RHINO CHIROpractic&lt;br /&gt;Just stir this in so the protein doesn't thicken and VOILA..&lt;br /&gt;a healthy choice in a glass..enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys.... serve this up for your mom and dad for breakfast one morning..they will be impressed and it only takes a few minutes to prepare!!!&lt;br /&gt;hugs from mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-290892732176952525?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/290892732176952525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=290892732176952525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/290892732176952525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/290892732176952525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2011/03/chocolate-for-breakfast.html' title='chocolate for Breakfast!'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-5682516757745503733</id><published>2011-03-10T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:56:17.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>back to what I love to do</title><content type='html'>I think its time to write again..my grandson Jesse said the other day..Hey Grandma it's been 2 years since you last posted something.  Nothing like children to get you back on track..REALLY  2 YEARS???  REALLY   my how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i don't have anything to say ..i'm always being distracted by the interruptions of everyday life..God help me to see what's important to you today and to express it whatever way you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jesse..i love you and your heart..hope you enjoy some of these posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-5682516757745503733?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/5682516757745503733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=5682516757745503733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5682516757745503733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5682516757745503733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-what-i-love-to-do.html' title='back to what I love to do'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-7376104267948282177</id><published>2011-03-10T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:05:47.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Oh Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh Canada where do you Stand?&lt;br /&gt;The blessing was once upon your land&lt;br /&gt;You stood for truth in years gone by&lt;br /&gt;Why have you believed the lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creeping, sneaking, prowling about&lt;br /&gt;ravenous wolves devouring your offspring&lt;br /&gt;catching you off guard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHTS! FREEDOM! FREEDOM! RIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;is the cry we hear&lt;br /&gt;a self-centered, self-willed child you've become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.....BUT&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the charities, nobel causes, benevolent funds,&lt;br /&gt;humanitarianism, multi-culturism, never-ending laws,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart protests&lt;br /&gt;While your family lies in ruins before your very eyes&lt;br /&gt;because of your neglect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truths you revel in right now&lt;br /&gt;Lock people in prisons of despair&lt;br /&gt;It used to be "Thy Kingdom Come"&lt;br /&gt;and now its "MY will be done"&lt;br /&gt;What hope do you find there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children,&lt;br /&gt;Prodigals, prostitutes, homeless they've become&lt;br /&gt;worshipping idols, images of men and starving for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will bring you to your knees once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brokeness ...humility&lt;br /&gt;caused your forefathers to cry aloud&lt;br /&gt;"WHO AM I????"&lt;br /&gt;and looking to the WORD&lt;br /&gt;The answer it rang clear&lt;br /&gt;A son, a daughter, a child, a brother, a sister , a husband, a wife&lt;br /&gt;a mother , a father,&lt;br /&gt;A friend of God...how could you ever forget..the one who created you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thankfulness  is the key&lt;br /&gt;that unlocks the human heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;for God who loves and created you  purposes to make you whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give thanks and surrender to a way that's higher than yours&lt;br /&gt;It's the very freeing power that you have been searching for&lt;br /&gt;God knows  more than you will ever know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His truths will bring you back to life &lt;br /&gt;and bring restoration for you to return&lt;br /&gt; to truly standing on guard again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-7376104267948282177?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/7376104267948282177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=7376104267948282177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/7376104267948282177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/7376104267948282177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-canada.html' title='Oh Canada'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-7190434401105362408</id><published>2008-11-06T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:51:44.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shalom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrew'/><title type='text'>peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SRMTPUC8b1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YJvj-W3Mu2s/s1600-h/Creation+Calls+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SRMTPUC8b1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YJvj-W3Mu2s/s200/Creation+Calls+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573543126265682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW sometimes life just seems toooooo BUSY!!!!  Then WHAT?????? RE-FOCUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND ASK MYSELF SOME QUESTIONS LIKE  WHY, WHAT AND HOW, WHEN&lt; WHERE?????&lt;br /&gt; I'm teaching ESL these days so these words are very familiar to me at present...I just need to apply them to my life and get some &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHALOM.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  PEACE...&lt;br /&gt;the actual root of that word means WHOLENESS &lt; COMPLETENESS and there is quite a few others that belong to its family...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GOD MADE WORD FAMILIES&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching an early morning TV program and learning about our original language..the Creator's and creation's  Language..yes it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEBREW&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..and God used this language to CREATE EVERYTHING INVISIBLE AND VISIBLE&lt;br /&gt;and it will be spoken in Heaven &lt;br /&gt;..sorry don..not GERMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEBREW&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a mathematical Language and that our God is intricately concerned with details..every detail of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that every &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEBREW&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; word has 3 consanants in it that speak of its ROOTS..yes roots, just like a tree has roots and bears fruit or leaves , so does each Hebrew root word gives birth to other words , same beginnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that in every &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEBREW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;word you can recognize it's family,related words, by its 3 consanant roots..COOL HUH..JUST LIKE OUR CHILDREN..they have familiar characteristics coming out of their roots..family line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that there are no vowels in the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEBREW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;language just consanants and they can become any part of speech you want them to be..like verbs, or nouns, or adjectives or whatever else you need...very COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to follow...the eternal teacher is quite excited about all of this..have you noticed???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHALOM&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO YOU and ME and YOURS today..hope my ENGLISH IS CORRECT..&lt;br /&gt;it's the heart that matters right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you be still and know that HE is GOD today and that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He is a God who is LOVE&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;can BE nothing else &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE LOVES YOU INTRICATELY..every detail of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; one last thought to ponder did you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO BE THINKING THE TRUTH AND HAVE NEGATIVE EMOTIONS&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAAAAAAA   WHAT am I thinking???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE blessed with HIS TRUTH  and HIS ROOTS today and forever..mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-7190434401105362408?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/7190434401105362408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=7190434401105362408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/7190434401105362408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/7190434401105362408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/11/peace.html' title='peace'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SRMTPUC8b1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YJvj-W3Mu2s/s72-c/Creation+Calls+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-1251714279527481163</id><published>2008-10-06T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:50:12.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can see clearly nowhttp://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrnerLyhPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TXCmpcp7NQ0/s1600-h/friends+180.jpg'/><title type='text'>the rescue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrqJNTxjeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/a8UMio9Qpg8/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrqJNTxjeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/a8UMio9Qpg8/s200/Family+Pictures+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254269359193427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrpu9Pzu3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/YbTO_u7LWFY/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrpu9Pzu3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/YbTO_u7LWFY/s200/Family+Pictures+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268908205226866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-rightness exposed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My dear husband had minor surgery today to remove a cataract and put in a new lens enabling him to see more clearly..He left the office with a patched eye..the pirate look!!!  Being the "no fear" .."no big deal" thinking kind of man he is , he sailed through the procedure and of course had the surgeon laughing during the course of the event...even Pavarati's timing was right on and the minor surgery ended with "applause" for both the singer's performance and the surgeons..quite a unique marketing strategy don't you think..Don loved it..he thought the applause was for him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now being the man that he is he really didn't ask for "my presence" or invite me to  be by his side ( you know to hold his hand or something) but i thought i would be the wise, well wiser, compassionate wife and go to his "aid"..you know drive him home at least as "recommended" by the doctor's office.  So I got in my car and headed for the office 2 minutes from our place, expecting to come to the "rescue". New lens in place we left and  headed for our individual cars....he drove his own vehicle there..remember he wasn't asking for my help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to take one vehicle home and i would chauffeur him around for the next few hours while He recuperated..my thoughts. I was parked directly behind him and we decided to drive a short distance .. to the next parking lot over where there is an amazing Bagel place ( I had rushed out of the house without breakfast as I was on a rescue mission)..the one-eyed patched man gets in his vehicle and drives carefully and speedily over to the Bagel store.  The ever wise ,compassionate rescuing wife gets in her car and drives swiflty up and over and onto the curb that she forgets is in front of her vehicle...Yep, I did just that  and now guess who's coming to whose rescue??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a failed attempt to reverse out of the situation , my handy dandy cell phone needs to do its job,HOW EMBARRASSING...AND HUMBLING ... STRANDED ON THE CURB AND REQUESTING AID FROM A POST OPERATIVE PATIENT,that i had come to help out..there really  was no one else around at the time  ...&lt;br /&gt;"could you please help me..i'm hung up on the curb"...silence&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the one eyed patched man came walking back across the lot to my rescue ,assessed the situation with his one eye and  after an unsuccessfull attempt at reversing the car back over the curb he told "moi" to get in and he( the just finished surgery man) "lifted" the car up and over the curb while i put the "pedal to the medal in reverse" so to speak.. back and over the curb we went ...&lt;br /&gt;guess I wasn't much of a rescuer today huh..but the warm cinnamon bagel and tea comforted and soothed my soul and I realized once again that men are just made for rescuing damsels in distress... even when they are only seeing out of one eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hate it when i think the "No big deals" are "Big Deals" and then it's made clear to me that maybe they aren't as big a deal as I thought they were!!!! I guess I could have just believed him and waited patiently at home...but then I might have missed out on that warm bagel and cup of tea..&lt;br /&gt;Life's journey is full of experiences and memories we can share together.. i think we had a memorable day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;The man (woman) who thinks he/she knows something does not yet know as he/she ought to know.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 8:1-3 ( in context)   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;thanks Prince Charming...you were my Hero today!!!  Just think what you will do with all that new vision you've just acquired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-1251714279527481163?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/1251714279527481163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=1251714279527481163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1251714279527481163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1251714279527481163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/10/rescue.html' title='the rescue...'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOrqJNTxjeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/a8UMio9Qpg8/s72-c/Family+Pictures+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-1887705685382381266</id><published>2008-10-06T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:59:29.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate by night'/><title type='text'>and then there was none!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnDzVUCh7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/foq-2rldung/s1600-h/Cashews+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnDzVUCh7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/foq-2rldung/s200/Cashews+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253945726966335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnDm2wsPxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7yQalkjtCAc/s1600-h/Cashews+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnDm2wsPxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7yQalkjtCAc/s200/Cashews+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253945512606580498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnEBdMfNOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jGNgoabXUqk/s1600-h/Cashews+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnEBdMfNOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jGNgoabXUqk/s200/Cashews+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253945969600312546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had self-control ...it seemed to slip away every time i took another&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" one"&lt;/span&gt; out of the box .&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do it i told myself after taking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"a few"&lt;/span&gt; out of the box and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;leaving&lt;/span&gt; the box downstairs in the cupboard far from the computer  room i was in..aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"one" &lt;/span&gt;more.......&lt;br /&gt;back down again ............ another handful...okay that's it!!! .&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;..that&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; should&lt;/span&gt; satisfy this little sweet craving i have...well &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last one..back down again to that cupboard.... hhhhhhmmmmm....might as well take that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; with me and keep it in the computer room .&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.just in case&lt;/span&gt; i want some more  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; or the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; next day...&lt;/span&gt;... HAHAHa..&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmm...sooooo good..just one more...mmmmmm..okay another......tummy beginning to feel a little chocolated out...mmmmmm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but&lt;/span&gt;    mmmmm.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.one last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hhhmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" two" left&lt;/span&gt;..well &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more...AWWWWWWWWWW mine as well eat that last&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't leave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;one&lt;/span&gt; little cashew in the box &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;all alone !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may as well join the rest of them in my not feeling so good  tum tum !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE  I ATE THE WHOLE BOX.&lt;/span&gt;..IN LESS THAN&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5 mins&lt;/span&gt;  i'm certain..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCK  &lt;/span&gt;not feeling so great now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self control is a very fine way to go..so i think i'll just control myself .&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..next time:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jenaya and Mikayla for all those fine boxes of chocolates....do you think you could help me out with the self-control ..maybe we could eat them together next time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-1887705685382381266?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/1887705685382381266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=1887705685382381266' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1887705685382381266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1887705685382381266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-then-there-was-none.html' title='and then there was none!!!!'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SOnDzVUCh7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/foq-2rldung/s72-c/Cashews+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-4477676033907916457</id><published>2008-09-30T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:16:30.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>a friend sent me this Cannes  award winning short film for 2008.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Last night ,I actually was thinking of sending her an e-mail to  let her know i didn't want all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; forwards i was receiving and this morning here was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;another one&lt;/span&gt; in my inbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It changed my day&lt;/span&gt; ...WORDS really do form&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thoughts&lt;/span&gt; which turn into&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beliefs &lt;/span&gt;which turn into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actions , habits and lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;.. so today i'm thinking a review of my thoughts could change my whole life!!!  click on the second picture to watch the video clip..it could be a life changing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a little help with these downloads though ..maybe i'm not using the right gadget tool I just wanted the one movie clip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thanks &lt;/span&gt;dear friend..you sent me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; life &lt;/span&gt;today..i guess the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; delete&lt;/span&gt; button isnt too hard to press!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-4477676033907916457?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/4477676033907916457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=4477676033907916457' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/4477676033907916457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/4477676033907916457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-2982306747636659940</id><published>2008-09-23T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:03:07.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a gift'/><title type='text'>Celebrating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNnmDwbh1CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/k1X0Bl6VOeI/s1600-h/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNnmDwbh1CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/k1X0Bl6VOeI/s200/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249479792891384866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness is a gift&lt;br /&gt;that keeps on giving forever&lt;br /&gt; that's how i've been forgiven..no conditions..no measuring up..&lt;br /&gt;thank you Jesus for your grace&lt;br /&gt;to forgive&lt;br /&gt;and the understanding&lt;br /&gt;that i wasn't perfect&lt;br /&gt;before you forgave&lt;br /&gt;and that others don't have to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;before i forgive&lt;br /&gt;there's real  freedom in that truth..&lt;br /&gt;let's celebrate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-2982306747636659940?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/2982306747636659940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=2982306747636659940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/2982306747636659940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/2982306747636659940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/celebrating.html' title='Celebrating'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNnmDwbh1CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/k1X0Bl6VOeI/s72-c/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-6311385146582585762</id><published>2008-09-18T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:17:26.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>today was a great day!Why was it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; great you ask???&lt;br /&gt;Well i got some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bookwork done &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY .&lt;/span&gt;.. and my brain didn't&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hurt or freeze up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....maybe because i only exercised it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half &lt;/span&gt;of  the day not the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole &lt;/span&gt;day!  sometimes i'm just a little impatient and want to get it all done at once...ever felt that way... well with some things you just can't get caught up ever..there's always more waiting for you the next day....so don't sweat it... accept it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice surprise...I got to see two of my grandchildren briefly and so I got some precious"hugs" from both Maddie (4) and Caleb (2 1/2)..he's always got a great big smiley "Hiya"and his enthusiasm is so sweet and he gives the best kisses ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNM1kmnyYWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h91N2M8JzYw/s1600-h/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNM1kmnyYWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h91N2M8JzYw/s200/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247596893775749474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNM2ww5IS7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/O9nLhoktQl4/s1600-h/Fun+Faces+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNM2ww5IS7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/O9nLhoktQl4/s200/Fun+Faces+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247598202202901426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new counter top arrived&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY &lt;/span&gt;and is now sitting pretty in our kitchen along with a brand spankin new double sink, that we could almost bathe in!!!!&lt;br /&gt;even though the water's not hooked up yet , i'm so excited that i can actually see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in it's place..and i'm even dreaming about filling it up with water and soap suds and dirty dishes...you can tell i've been without a kitchen sink for a little while ..just remove something that's taken for granted or has become familiar from your life for a while and see how thankful you become..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'M VERY THANKFUL!!! &lt;/span&gt;bathrooms and dishes just don't quite go together in my books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;and last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;hing&lt;/span&gt; about today was that I took some time to spend with a very special lady ..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt;... she is 81 years young.. God's gift of a grandma in my life ..there is something about her that reminds me of my grandma and i do miss not being able to really get to know my grandma. There's also  something about making time in your life for the older generation that has gone before you..not only are they full of wisdom and life experiences they are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;in a hurry and life slows down to a livable pace ..today, I realized once again just what life is all about ..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt;.. not getting a 101 things done in a day , one job after the next, it's making time for people and caring about them ...taking time to listen..asking questions..sharing stories..valuing who they are and honoring their lives andhow they overcame the challenges they were faced with.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hannah for lunch today..it was a breath of fresh air ..just to sit and relax and enjoy each other!&lt;br /&gt;consider taking a grandma or grandpa to lunch , give them a quick phone call ,share a cup of tea together.. you will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;................................................and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so will they!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God sets the lonely in families....what a blessing to have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNNAwiX6F_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CBV2QISTT5E/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNNAwiX6F_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CBV2QISTT5E/s200/Family+Pictures+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247609193421740018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-6311385146582585762?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/6311385146582585762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=6311385146582585762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/6311385146582585762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/6311385146582585762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNM1kmnyYWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h91N2M8JzYw/s72-c/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-815707825939070650</id><published>2008-09-17T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:25:34.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Freeze</title><content type='html'>Right now I have brain freeze.or at least that is what it feels like.  I've been working with numbers for the better part of the day and my head feels like it's crammed full&gt;  BUT i know and have heard that we only use a very small portion of our brains...so how come this one is not co-operating anymore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA.it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muscle&lt;/span&gt; and needs to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exercised&lt;/span&gt;...like a few other muscles in this bod of mine!&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just making it's point...what you don't use resists use !  I think i'd much rather exercise it in other ways though..balancing books is no small task.  Hats off to all you bookkeepers out there!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a good night's rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-815707825939070650?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/815707825939070650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=815707825939070650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/815707825939070650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/815707825939070650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/brain-freeze.html' title='Brain Freeze'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-68105751870285252</id><published>2008-09-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:16:53.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westport WA'/><title type='text'>Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNGdxVP-U8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/X5OLTjFvKs0/s1600-h/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNGdxVP-U8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/X5OLTjFvKs0/s200/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247148511706633154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I want to see your gifts each and&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;don't let me miss them&lt;br /&gt;by looking in the wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your gifts are hidden treasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in                open spaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect pictures of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth announcing itself simply....&lt;br /&gt;standing out amongst all else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-68105751870285252?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/68105751870285252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=68105751870285252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/68105751870285252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/68105751870285252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/gifts.html' title='Gifts'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SNGdxVP-U8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/X5OLTjFvKs0/s72-c/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-5101066095368603670</id><published>2008-09-11T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:52:49.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMk9aPuCSpI/AAAAAAAAACw/lW1Mm6uAtWs/s1600-h/Creation+Calls+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMk9aPuCSpI/AAAAAAAAACw/lW1Mm6uAtWs/s320/Creation+Calls+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244790762155166354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what I don't feed will die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..pride ,unforgiveness,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; shame,&lt;/span&gt;  bitterness, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;, control, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;independence&lt;/span&gt;, gossip, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;criticism,&lt;/span&gt; impatience&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, guilt&lt;/span&gt;, selfishness, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comparison&lt;/span&gt; jealousy, envy, greed..complaining..finding something wrong with everything and everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what I feed will live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;..,believing the best about others , &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kindness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;  gentleness ,thankfulness&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, patience&lt;/span&gt; for myself and with  others, self-restraint, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;preferring others interests above my own&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;  compassion,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;...a smile&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;encouragement&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;grace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;honesty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a helping hand, teachablility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today help me God to believe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who I really am so that I'm so secure in You &lt;/span&gt;i can take off my heavy garb and put on your servants towel. ...place your life-giving words on my lips &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; shut my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=15&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;amp;version=51&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Matthew 15:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It’s not what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; goes into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your mouth that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;defiles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you;  you are defiled by the words that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; come out &lt;/span&gt;of your mouth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;defile= to debase the pureness or excellence of..&lt;br /&gt;that's us  and others made in His likeness!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for us visual learners the Message  version....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-MSG-10094" class="sup"&gt;10-11&lt;/span&gt;   He then called the crowd together and said, "Listen, and take this to heart. It's not what you swallow that pollutes your life, but what you vomit up."&lt;br /&gt;yuck...yuck ...yuck... smelly and not pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/1059370424504232514-5101066095368603670?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/5101066095368603670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=5101066095368603670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5101066095368603670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5101066095368603670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-hungry.html' title='i&apos;m hungry'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMk9aPuCSpI/AAAAAAAAACw/lW1Mm6uAtWs/s72-c/Creation+Calls+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-3182102797469931989</id><published>2008-09-10T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:52:35.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AUTUMN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMivbxmZb_I/AAAAAAAAACM/sBSSpfJMBL8/s1600-h/Creation+Calls+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMivbxmZb_I/AAAAAAAAACM/sBSSpfJMBL8/s320/Creation+Calls+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244634657778659314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                daylight shortened and leaves shouted&lt;br /&gt;                    as they became the center of attention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-3182102797469931989?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/3182102797469931989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=3182102797469931989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3182102797469931989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3182102797469931989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/autumn.html' title='AUTUMN'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMivbxmZb_I/AAAAAAAAACM/sBSSpfJMBL8/s72-c/Creation+Calls+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-1632479156083479700</id><published>2008-09-10T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:40:08.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>I Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMirx8hs9eI/AAAAAAAAACE/QqJ013qEbiQ/s1600-h/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMirx8hs9eI/AAAAAAAAACE/QqJ013qEbiQ/s320/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244630640622368226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could do all those things i don't know how to do and do them as well as i think everyone else is doing them but then we really wouldn't need each other would we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-1632479156083479700?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/1632479156083479700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=1632479156083479700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1632479156083479700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1632479156083479700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish.html' title='I Wish'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMirx8hs9eI/AAAAAAAAACE/QqJ013qEbiQ/s72-c/Westport+WA++Family+Summer+Fun+2008+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-3636673598480971107</id><published>2008-09-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:12:48.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Study Geography?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMin-dsCq7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YdXZebqBLY8/s1600-h/Chan%27s+Farewell+Party+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMin-dsCq7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YdXZebqBLY8/s320/Chan%27s+Farewell+Party+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244626457636023218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMiixA8u6cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d2HxmWpVIds/s1600-h/Chan%27s+Farewell+Party+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMiixA8u6cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d2HxmWpVIds/s320/Chan%27s+Farewell+Party+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244620729024965058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helping Chan (our Grade 11, Korean Homestay student) with some homework&lt;br /&gt;and this was the question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why study geography?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the internet is an amazing resource for answers , although I think he thinks it's like cheating and i keep having that feeling too BUT ITS NOT ....ITS LEARNING....  we found a couple of sites that really answered the question well..in fact i wasn't quite prepared for how well !!!&lt;br /&gt;the first is quite poetic and all you visual learners will love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Geography is essential to an education because we, on this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spinning blue marble hanging in space,&lt;/span&gt; are an interdependent family. Our actions on this planet, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tossing a stone into pond,&lt;/span&gt; send out rippling waves, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rings of consequences that effect every other person on this planet. &lt;/span&gt;To ponder these ripples, to consider what caused each ringing wave, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to reflect on how each ripple will effect each person in earth’s pond, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is the essence of geography &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL IT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY...WELL..ALMOST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="full-image-float-left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 156px; height: 148px;" alt="globe.jpg" src="http://www.achildsgeography.com/storage/globe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without geography, we are raising young people to be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ego-centric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, (ouch) thinking that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; exist in the world, in a world that they share with no one, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sole sailors in an empty pond,&lt;/span&gt; where t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;heir waves effect no one, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no one else’s waves effect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAAAA,  I don't think I was listening in Geography class way back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful picture for someone with a limited language base...Chan saw the picture clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why in the world is geography an important element of education? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To build trust with our global neighbors&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; trust"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   .....never even gave that one a thought..now were learning something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--            [if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--            [endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year, then American Secretary of State Colin Powell said,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; “To solve most of the major problems facing our county today – from wiping out terrorism, to minimizing global environmental problems, to eliminating the scourge of AIDS –&lt;strong&gt;will require every young person to learn more about other regions, cultures, and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--            [if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--            [endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and that's why &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;having international students live with us..we see our world  and theirs from a whole new point of view...and i realize how much has become familiar in my "little world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;familiarity breeds contempt&lt;/span&gt;...thats a proverb..and it's true..at times i can be so unthankful.....until&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; i met you ..from the other side of my world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; STILL ,there is always a lighter side to life&lt;/p&gt;We found some fun reasons on another site..just to make you smile..&lt;br /&gt;Chan found these ones much more amusing(He's got a great smile and a wonderful laugh..we love him dearly and glad he's back with us this year...) so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You won't buy an Amtrak ticket from California to Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael Jordan was a Geography major so you can be like Mike and make millions of dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One of the most admired women in history, Mother Teresa, was a geography teacher.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll actually know where those coffee beans come from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Geography 101 and i'm sure there will be more life lessons to come....the year has just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="full-image-float-left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-3636673598480971107?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/3636673598480971107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=3636673598480971107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3636673598480971107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/3636673598480971107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-study-geography.html' title='Why Study Geography?'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAVgyH93gw0/SMin-dsCq7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YdXZebqBLY8/s72-c/Chan%27s+Farewell+Party+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-1217490988882467739</id><published>2008-09-09T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:31:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carried away</title><content type='html'>OKAY OKAY SO i got a little carried away with my last post..i'm new to blogging and got caught up in the moment of writing.. all you writers will understand..i'm pretty sure my next post won't be that long..MAYBE..totally me huh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-1217490988882467739?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/1217490988882467739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=1217490988882467739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1217490988882467739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/1217490988882467739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/carried-away.html' title='carried away'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-8806574419869329756</id><published>2008-09-09T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:11:45.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday was&lt;/span&gt; one of those days where...... I couldn't sleep the night before and so stayed up doing something "useful" and challenging (bookwork) and by the time i looked at the clock it was 4:30 am andI was beginning to get sleepy and  decided it  was time to turn in and tune out..... and&lt;br /&gt;Well... it always seems like i'm getting something useful done but there is a price to pay for this undisciplined life of mine and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yesterday &lt;/span&gt; around noon..poof no more energy...uh oh..what to do???&lt;br /&gt;Well there was still lots do !!!!!that was the HUGE problem or so it seemed...  Whats a mama gonna do when the days' tasks are bidding " pick me" "pick me"" pick me" and the gas tank is on empty&gt; Read on to find out what this mama did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i chose to plop myself down on a big chair and engage in a movie that my dearest youngest daughter had tuned into on  her lunch break. ....a little disgruntled about movies during midday but id idn't have the energy to fight it...you kow howmaam's can become upset about thingsthat seem so little and insignificant to you at the time because its what you want to do.....PEARL HARBOUR was the movie in progress.  GREAT  At the time I was just searching for some way out of the bombardment of thoughts ,of things that had seeming deadlines  a place of refuge from figuring out how life is going to get done i zone into a A War movie but it was right in the" capture your heart" moment love loss scene where Danny and Evelyn think Rae?? is dead.......  it's interesting how God reaches out and touches us in these moments captures our hearts to be ableto speak to us...  A "War" movie to get me out of my exhaustion and self-induced  pressures..creativity or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking I need to get up and do something.. this is such a waste of time ...yet I found myself drawn and glued to the chair..well i did take a quick"fix" break to prepare a  toasted cinnamon raisin english muffin smothered in butter and peanut butter with honey  drizzled on top..and a cup of" gingerbread"  tea!!!  Are you tasting it mmmmmgood.... Now that's a real meal deal and  no small feat in the midst of our kitchen renos..water being drawn from  the bathroom sink only, thankfully not other places in the bathroom......and besides some people travel for eight miles in other countries..children at that... to carry back some dirty water for eating, drinking and washing themselves with.  OKAY OKAY Off topic but God is teaching me a lot these days through our home renovations project...thankfulness and contentment...pure bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was simple, yummy and delicioous and the tea warm and soul soothing..i recommend it..&lt;br /&gt;So back to Pearl Harbour..the movie that is..of course i'm loving the love story that is developing and getting "connected" emotionally there ,love,  the intensity of the war happening ..explosions everywhere..gunfire..chaos, panic, fear,the overwhelming sense of life suddenly being totally out of control...choices to be made , hard decisions, sacrifices made and not just i'll give up my 'paint color" for the one you like kind of sacrifices..rather i'll give my life for you, my love for you , our nation, for truth kind of choices...WOW talk a bout a change of perspective in an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat caught up in the moments..my heart and mind began to see  and feel differently..I cried, felt anger at situations, was overwhelmed by desperation and inability, inspired by courageous acts ...you get the picture TOTALLY INTO IT in fact not wanting it to end knowing the ending already...back to the movie..&lt;br /&gt;One of the  lines that brought tears to my eyes was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"everything will be okay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it??? 4 fairly simple words yet they held such authority..like the missiles being released by the enemy planes in the movie, hitting their targets dead on  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt; a release of  the pressure came....  the words I needed to hear in the midst of my strength and energy being completely emptied , the pressing needs  of the day, the chaos that surrounded me  in the midst of renos,  the words my heart needed to be encouarged with, these words spoken out loud by some movie actor who didn't even know what I was going through.   God my loving kind Father who cares about our state of being each and every minute of each and every day... wanted to "break through"  and He did! I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;t's going to be all right..everything is going to be okay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you watch the movie to find out just where that line comes in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so true and so like our God to stop us in our tracks and be the good father He really is.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I just can't hear His voice because I'm so caught up in my own world of thoughts..exploding like those bombs minute after minute ,, distracted and buying into every distraction that comes my way and He  just wants to sit me down and say&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "Be still ,  relax, Peace out ,chill out , Calm down relax your sphincter muscles&lt;/span&gt;, my dear husband uses that phrase in laymens terms which i won't get into...whatever generational/cultural language you want to use..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"I'm here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..everything will be not just okay ..I want to take you in my arms and speak it to you tenderly and allow you to rest in my loving embrace..have you ever had that kind of hug or experienced that kind of comfort. He gives me peace and rest and inner joy just like those kind of human hugs do but sometimes someone is not always there to do that and often times i'm not willing or able to share what's really going on in my heart ..BUT HE's always ready to give one out...&lt;br /&gt;... It's when He reminds me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not a human doing a human being!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i don't want to lose sight of who He is..   I need those hugs of His each and everyday...It seems so easy" to do" in this world of instant everything, life in the fast line..fast tracking...fast food..quick fixes...a million and one things on the agenda...busy busy busy for what purpose to know were significant, our lives matter, to help others ..well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAPA's home&lt;/span&gt; and He ain't going anywhere and He's hoping to share some hugs with you today a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL MEAL&lt;/span&gt;...loving on you and letting you know just how much He cares and values you as you are .. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; He created, His idea, His masterpiece..reflecting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt; in this FAST WORLD...He's always ready to give out those warm loving life giving hugs...do you need one or want one today?????? I hope so..&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to become that kind of "hugger"..I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; I can only do that by embracing Him first, experienceing what it's like firsthand..  and he's teaching me about the actual  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;  of putting Him first, restoring order into my life and bringing  me peace and rest and comfort when i've reached and exhausted my limits.. is joy unspeakable. really attainable ..not just outward, momentary, happy feelings but  lasting joy  , forever in the hidden places of my heart! He tellsl me it is..it's my search and greatest goal...&lt;br /&gt;hoping you can see Him clearly today..It can be more than okay everyday. It's definitely going to be "Extra ordinary" and "wonder-filled".... enjoy His hugs and allow to  Him speak..Be still..it's refreshing and so comforting! ..in fact I had a great evening &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i came home to an unfullfilled promise..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gggggggg&lt;/span&gt; .....    but that's another story and another occasion for another hug..afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's a mama gonna do ......she's gonna get her love tank filled to love on you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-8806574419869329756?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/8806574419869329756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=8806574419869329756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/8806574419869329756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/8806574419869329756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-was-one-of-those-days-where.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-5739970332552738790</id><published>2008-09-01T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:54:23.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at The Stangs</title><content type='html'>Today we had yummy crepes at Jay and Tam's ...what a treat with an inoperable kitchen at home it's so nice to enjoy the sunshine and "Clobber" with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;So what's "Clobber"????  a fun card game that allows you to "clobber" not each other but the cards!!!!..although the hands can take a beating depending on whose clobbering!&lt;br /&gt;Games are such a great way to get to know people and their personalities.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how to play if you need a new way of expressing some emtoions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a beautful sunshiny day and we are enjoying the last day before school begins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-5739970332552738790?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/5739970332552738790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=5739970332552738790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5739970332552738790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5739970332552738790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/09/breakfast-at-stangs.html' title='Breakfast at The Stangs'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-6973019199486238995</id><published>2008-04-03T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:38:00.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life by Ghandi'/><title type='text'>Whose in control</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall not fear anyone on Earth.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall fear only God.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall not bear ill will toward anyone.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall not submit to injustice from anyone.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall conquer untruth by truth. And in resisting untruth, I shall put up  with all suffering.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that all of Gandhi’s resolutions begin with the word “I,” which is an  excellent reminder that you only have control over yourself, right now in this  moment. If you focus your intentions on something that YOU can change, you will  likely be successful. But if you focus on wanting to change the behaviors of  others, your efforts may fall on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are well on our way. You see, it only takes 10 percent of the public to  be conscious of the truth, as once that level is reached it will tend to spread  like wildfire through the population. Once that percentage of people know the  truth, change is inevitable and unstoppable..&lt;br /&gt;"In a gentle way you can shake the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1059370424504232514-6973019199486238995?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/6973019199486238995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=6973019199486238995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/6973019199486238995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/6973019199486238995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-shall-not-fear-anyone-on-earth.html' title='Whose in control'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059370424504232514.post-5266195630501256776</id><published>2008-04-02T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:40:01.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the chair and the captain'/><title type='text'>the chair and the Captain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oday I decided it was definitely time to move the chairs from around our dining room table to get at the "extra food" that gets left behind somehow after meals...if you have a pet you may not experience these morsels that lay there collecting whatever is attracted to them .It's amazing what remains hidden under table legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well to move the dining room table is a little tricky especially with a large glass fruit bowl on top and in the middle ,as the table is solid oak..nevertheless, I got to the task at hand. The area rug that lies beneath the table is supposed to protect the carpet from those 'little spills" that occur now and then in life at the dinner table. The only problem is the area rug is one of those braided ones and the thread is letting loose in places so the table legs get caught in between the braids and as I try to get the legs out, the rug twists and turns and you know , if you have a braided rug that has become undone it never wants to lay quite flat and on and on and on the struggle goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So what's the point..well it has nothing to do with the rug..I just wanted to get you in the feel of the "moment"..frustrating..so as my frustration was mounting and as I moved the 6 chairs away from table into the hallway I noticed that one Captain's chair and some of my feelings increased in intensity. No I wasn't throwing the chair around...  but have you ever had that happen...feelings coming out of nowhere or so you think....ones that bring to memory  past events..some sweet and some bitter tasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I felt a little bit of resentment happening and begant o wonder where it was coming from...... remembering back to when we first got our dining room suite ,We had to choose how many "Captain's chairs" we wanted..you know the chairs "with arms "as opposed to" armless." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thought we should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; more out of a need to balance each end of the table or so i told myself, but my dear husband felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was enough..after all there can only be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one captain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and that chair was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to own ,situation settled!  or so he thought...Well everytime I saw that one chair ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this little bit of "oh yeah well there may be one chair and you may be sitting in it but i'm not so sure about the captain's authority. Don , as sweet as sweet can be would jokingly let everyone know that the captain's chair was definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for him&lt;/span&gt; and I would steam a little more inside everytime he exposed the fact that he was "captain". I can't really say why I wanted to be included in that place except for the knowledge I have now that we all want to be in control and it's hard to let someone else make choices that will affect us and our life especially if you feel you are not being treated "fairly".That was probably 25 years ago..WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as this feeling re-surfaced it was brought it into proper perspective. into the light and out of the darkness..I wanted to be the captain with full captain privileges but what happened in the "crisis situations"..I think I jumped overboard most times...I didn't want the responsibility to make decisions that are necessary in those times. Of course I would have a lot to say about the situation usually in the form of grumbling, complaining , whining..y'know. Nothing that really contributed to his support yet I wanted the title, the position, the "uniform that said something". I wanted control not to have to trust someone else's decisions for that would take trust and faith in someone other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact today I thought of the captain in the movie Titanic and how he fared in his time of "crisis". Not so well!!! His ship went down..Pride, unteachablility, indecisiveness, How the crisis is handled depends on who you have become, where you gain your strength from ..... your humility and quick obedience . Today I was thankful to have a husband who was willing to be that captain, someone who was willing to make hard decisions and take responsibility for them ..with or without support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear kept me from trusting, I wanted to steer my own boat...pride held me captive to my own thoughts unyielding,&lt;br /&gt;We are not to put our trust in  any man but we certainly are called to pray for one another (the captain's in our life ) that they may hear the voice of the Ultimate Captain and have all wisdom to steer the ship! When we are so concerned about the chair and its arms and who's sitting in it, we miss being embraced by His arms and hearing Him say Peace Be still...Know that I am God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to think I just wanted to vacuum up some crumbs! oh I did get them and  by the way the rug lies flat ..a humble position I can take before God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a heart that is open to be taught will certainly receive His teachings..thanks Lord for your Spirit of revelation today and for being our Ultimate Captain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1059370424504232514-5266195630501256776?l=whereyouleadme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/feeds/5266195630501256776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1059370424504232514&amp;postID=5266195630501256776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5266195630501256776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1059370424504232514/posts/default/5266195630501256776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereyouleadme.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-decided-it-was-definitely-time.html' title='the chair and the Captain'/><author><name>whereyouleadme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01196706593104500753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69nz2xb6OHw/Ta6DSaRh4nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FXNWdFd_HW0/s220/the%2B4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
