tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36052218367275113712024-03-13T11:03:14.887-07:00moments in my lifeLet love and faithfulness never leave you;
Bind them around your neck,
Write them on the tablet of your heart.
Proverbs 3:3Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-54888487598969498192010-04-26T17:18:00.000-07:002010-04-26T17:18:16.565-07:00From now onI've been writing on a different blog for a little bit. Please check it out.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;">http://fromthesightofacitygirl.blogspot.com/</span>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-46475651716331139202010-03-06T20:39:00.001-08:002010-03-06T20:39:30.153-08:00Words Written Down<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the sun reds my cheeks</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the rain falls in streaks</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the snow lands on my nose</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the wind cools me to my toes</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the clouds run around</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">It's the way the stars can always be found</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">These are the ways I see my creator </p>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-39129544308435498502009-12-25T11:28:00.000-08:002009-12-25T11:29:34.527-08:00Merry Christmas!<div>Merry Christmas to me!</div><div>And to you!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SzUSg2uW55I/AAAAAAAABpk/BJLbMuvxLF4/s1600-h/Photo+29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SzUSg2uW55I/AAAAAAAABpk/BJLbMuvxLF4/s400/Photo+29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419258082265327506" /></a><br /></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-34047313754092909482009-12-24T17:28:00.004-08:002009-12-24T23:04:12.094-08:00Dreaming of a green Christmas<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Merry Christmas!</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(almost)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Depending on where you live, Christmas may be upon you, coming quite quickly, or something other than those options! If you read this in the weeks to come, and possibly months before I post again, Merry belated Christmas!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I wish you the merriest of a day. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Over the past several weeks and months, I have been awed by God, and inspired by His creation, His grace, and all that He has given and continues to give.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Many songs have words that are powerful, and I have found myself writing out lyrics for songs. I wish my musical mind had as much inspiration as my lyricist mine. Hopefully someday those two will align more. But for now I have hundreds of lyrics, and only about a hundred full songs! Still quite enough for now. I'm excited for the days off this next week to complete songs and put to music the words of my heart.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This song is by F</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">rancesca Battistelli</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">. It's called "You're Here". I really enjoy Christmas songs that go deeper into how the day felt. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 17px; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Hold on now, I gotta take a deep breath<br />I don’t know what to say when I look in your eyes<br />You made the world before I was born<br />Here I am holding You in my arms tonight</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Noel, Noel<br />Jesus our Emmanuel</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You’re here<br />I’m holding You so near<br />I’m staring into the face of my Savior<br />King and Creator<br />You could’ve left us on our own<br />But You’re here</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Don’t know how long I’m gonna have You for<br />But I’ll be watching when You change the world<br />Look at Your hands, they’re still so small<br />Someday You’re gonna stretch them out and save us all</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Noel, Noel, God with us Emmanuel</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You’re here, I’m holding You so near oooh oh<br />I’m staring into the face of my Savior<br />King and Creator<br />You could’ve left us on our own<br />But you’re here, you’re here</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Someday I’m gonna look back on this<br />The night that God became a baby boy<br />Someday You’re gonna go home again,<br />But You leave your spirit and flood the world with joy</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You’ll be here, I’m holding You so near<br />I’m staring into the face of my Savior, King and Creator<br />You could’ve left me on my own, but you’re here… You’re here<br />Hallelujah, You’re here<br />Hallelujah, You’re here</span></span></p></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I'll share a portion of a song I'm working on. So far I've written it with a Christmas theme for the verses, but I think that I will change it so it can last longer than several weeks each year!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Hope, peace, joy, love,</span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I know deep inside,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is the reason for Christmas.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It’s the hope that lasts through every circumstance.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It’s the peace that surpasses my understanding.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It’s the joy that overfills my soul.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It’s the love that’s the reason I am whole.</span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Maybe you’ve lost the hope, and the peace might seem far gone,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your eyes don’t show the joy of the Lord, and the love has slipped out of your grasp,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But I promise,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">There is hope, and peace is here,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The joy can be found if you let it near,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And the love can overwhelm you if only you open up your heart,</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Just open up your heart</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span>(lyrics by Nadine Schroeder)</span></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In church over the advent season there was a theme of four words for Christmas - Hope, Peace, Joy & Love - beautiful words really. I find I often miss church due to school work, working late, or whatever else, but somehow managed to make it to all four advent services, and I am so thankful. I was so inspired and encouraged, as well as taught new things which have helped shape me even more like my Creator! I have such a desire to seek out God, and I feel like over the past few weeks, I have found Him in new ways. This is so great for me. I am quick to be down on my faith in the past year, and it is beautiful for me to finally feel the peace, joy, love, and hope of the season fill my every day.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I wish you these as well. Whether you love Jesus or only know His name, I pray that you will know my Christ. He truly is incredible. I am so thankful for all that he does for me, and I wish it for you as well.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Merry Christmas.</span></span></div></span></span></span></div></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-56430403282481961582009-10-11T21:28:00.004-07:002009-10-11T23:45:17.106-07:00One day it's summer ...<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">And all of a sudden the leaves are spiraling down and the wind is blowing everywhere. Breathe is visible, and change is in the air. No literally - money is flying everywhere away from you into the hands of your educator or home owner, and quite often to some guy named Bill. Bill likes to come monthly and surprise you with expenses you forgot would arrive.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">There is something absolutely spectacular about the way the leaves find their way from tree to the ground. One can justify stopping on the side of the road to take a picture, and walks should be taken often to give the leaves the love they desire.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Life has a funny way of never quite acting the way I want it. In my perfect world, I really do sing all day, and when I'm not singing, it's because I'm ... well ... humming or something, or learning a new instrument maybe.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Yet here I find myself, backed up in homework, overworked by a factory(or should I say overworking myself in said factory), stressed by education, and overwhelmed by that guy named Bill we met earlier.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Somehow I find time to do many many things. I fill my time, and fill it more, and right when I am about to crack, I fit something into that crack and do something more.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">It was in June that I last posted something on this little blog. I check other blogs, and I wonder about how people are when they do not post often enough, yet I find it quite easy to not write here myself. It just seems that writing to an unknown audience is both justifying and sometimes just a bit too much to fit it. But tonight I have a moment where homework is in another room, work is not for a few more hours (tomorrow luckily), and school gets to wait until Tuesday to arrive! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">So here I am, back on a blog. Why? I do not even know, but yet I am here. Who knows what will come? I do promise some updates of what I have done with my life, a bunch of pictures, and some new lyrics. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;">Happy Thanksgiving. In case you are wondering what I am thankful for .... It is you!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div> </div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-63497084829939127982009-06-29T17:15:00.003-07:002009-06-29T17:24:08.847-07:00Months Flying By<div>So it's been two and a half months since I last updated this. And even that update was just a picture!<div><br /></div><div>I thought I'd write a bit today, and see where the thoughts flow.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've been in school now for over two months. We've studied so much. Currently we're doing about two-three chapters per week on anatomy and physiology. It's quite intense. The start of the day is class, and then the last hour is phlebotomies (drawing blood). There are some really cool people in the course.</div><div><br /></div><div>Work is good. Sometimes I question if I should be working through school, but at the end of the day, I enjoy having a bit of money to go out for dinner with friends and do other stuff, so it's good. And I love work. It has its moments, but at the end of the day, I truly love the people I work with (for the most past of course), and other than having to deal with grumpy people, I really enjoy what I do.</div><div><br /></div><div>I thought I'd write more, but I guess not. I'll just add some pictures to show what I've been up to!</div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla4RN9EtI/AAAAAAAABoU/OI6u_TdZLIo/s1600-h/IMG_6915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla4RN9EtI/AAAAAAAABoU/OI6u_TdZLIo/s400/IMG_6915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352909554847650514" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla3AKynQI/AAAAAAAABn0/4PgF0-n-NCg/s400/IMG_6910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352909533091110146" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla4Aeq8fI/AAAAAAAABoM/IOTDUP5PFtw/s1600-h/IMG_6926.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla4Aeq8fI/AAAAAAAABoM/IOTDUP5PFtw/s400/IMG_6926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352909550354362866" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla3m1tI2I/AAAAAAAABoE/W3WTxTcyQ1U/s1600-h/IMG_6941.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla3m1tI2I/AAAAAAAABoE/W3WTxTcyQ1U/s400/IMG_6941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352909543471653730" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla3V327PI/AAAAAAAABn8/rqeFBXyjViw/s1600-h/IMG_6924.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Skla3V327PI/AAAAAAAABn8/rqeFBXyjViw/s400/IMG_6924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352909538917281010" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-73326828315702156632009-04-12T22:02:00.001-07:002009-04-12T22:10:58.225-07:00Love.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SeLHtVr_LfI/AAAAAAAABnU/d00L5TY5-es/s1600-h/IMGP3882_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SeLHtVr_LfI/AAAAAAAABnU/d00L5TY5-es/s400/IMGP3882_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324037291235028466" /></a>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-79145734041817592652009-03-27T02:36:00.000-07:002009-03-27T02:42:02.092-07:00True Hearts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/ScyfPAzSTHI/AAAAAAAABnM/oLTsPui61zQ/s1600-h/IMG_6615_2.JPG"><img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/ScyfPAzSTHI/AAAAAAAABnM/oLTsPui61zQ/s400/IMG_6615_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317800340279676018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-68485579662093728532009-03-10T16:31:00.009-07:002009-03-10T16:48:09.988-07:00Marching onward.<div>Lynette, her kids, Tom, Greg, and a whole lot of noise are living in my house!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6OauSGDI/AAAAAAAABnE/m9JIb6WsWEg/s1600-h/IMG_6541.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6OauSGDI/AAAAAAAABnE/m9JIb6WsWEg/s400/IMG_6541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707936128636978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6ON4504I/AAAAAAAABm8/7CDkdyJ9km8/s1600-h/IMG_6545.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6ON4504I/AAAAAAAABm8/7CDkdyJ9km8/s400/IMG_6545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707932683522946" /></a><div>So ... soon after arriving in BC, Lynette and the kids and I went to do some shopping. Carrie was the cutest sleeper in all the mall! She was asleep, and I moved her around and took new pictures in various location!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6NyxFBDI/AAAAAAAABm0/utT-3C24hts/s1600-h/IMG_6548.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6NyxFBDI/AAAAAAAABm0/utT-3C24hts/s400/IMG_6548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707925402944562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6N0k4uJI/AAAAAAAABms/aXOmUN729NA/s1600-h/IMG_6561.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6N0k4uJI/AAAAAAAABms/aXOmUN729NA/s400/IMG_6561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707925888678034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6NqCuYRI/AAAAAAAABmk/7h73mi4JXes/s1600-h/IMG_6558.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb6NqCuYRI/AAAAAAAABmk/7h73mi4JXes/s400/IMG_6558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707923061039378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5SFj4NpI/AAAAAAAABmc/ouoPe2GrVGE/s1600-h/IMG_6552.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5SFj4NpI/AAAAAAAABmc/ouoPe2GrVGE/s400/IMG_6552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311706899655702162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5SKRJvKI/AAAAAAAABmU/OikFALEKifk/s1600-h/IMG_6568.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5SKRJvKI/AAAAAAAABmU/OikFALEKifk/s400/IMG_6568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311706900919336098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5Rww3O8I/AAAAAAAABmM/wf2TOM_5XNw/s1600-h/IMG_6586.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5Rww3O8I/AAAAAAAABmM/wf2TOM_5XNw/s400/IMG_6586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311706894073019330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5RkIDpFI/AAAAAAAABmE/-Oc_ABirxJ0/s1600-h/IMG_6575.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5RkIDpFI/AAAAAAAABmE/-Oc_ABirxJ0/s400/IMG_6575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311706890680640594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5RQDYu9I/AAAAAAAABl8/uwc0STKao8Q/s1600-h/IMG_6578.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/Sbb5RQDYu9I/AAAAAAAABl8/uwc0STKao8Q/s400/IMG_6578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311706885292342226" /></a>Last week, I took Lucas and Sarah to Science world. We had a lot of fun exploring the lego exhibit! Some of the exhibits took hundreds of hours to make!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The Titanic was my personal favourite!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Greg seems to think that two girls in his arms is quite appropriate! I think so too!</div><div><br /></div><div>On Saturday we had a stagette for Kirsten. It involved high tea, Gilmore Girls, lingerie shopping, dinner out, and then Sing Star and a chocolate fondu at one of her friends places.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My favourite part of the stagette was holding this little angel</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-15244330378399928412009-02-23T21:35:00.004-08:002009-02-23T22:00:11.133-08:00February Air<div style="text-align: center;">A few weekends ago, my best friend Maria and I spent some time in Vancouver. She wasn't able to come until Sunday, but I went on a Friday night after work and just had a very relaxing weekend. I shopped on Robson, walked around a bit, and just had some time to myself, which was lovely.</div><div>Maria and I went to an ice cream parlor that has hundreds of options! We walked down 4th and went to the Banana Leaf for dinner. It was quite lovely!<br /><br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SaOHytYTQnI/AAAAAAAABlk/baHIt3xWoRQ/s400/IMG_6534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306234091217306226" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My countdowns are getting closer:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 2.5 days I will see Lynette and the kids.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 5.08 days I will be 20 years old.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 11.7 days I will see Greg.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In (let's say) 14 days (I'm not sure when he comes - I can't remember) I get to see Tom.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 17 days I will meet Danielle -I don't know her flight time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 18.5 days my sister won't be a Schroeder anymore.</div><div style="text-align: center;">In 18.5 days I will gain another brother-in-law.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 18.5 days our entire family will be in pictures together for the first time in many years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">She's going to the chapel and she's gonna get married.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In 18.5 days, I will grow several inches (high heels) and have a constant smile on.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At Lynette's wedding, my smile never left my face (except in the morning when I ruined the day in the van)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">my arms get cold</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">in February air</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">please don't lose hold of me out there</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">So scared of getting older</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I'm only good at being young.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Over the past week, my plan for the next year has changed. I had planned to work for the summer, go traveling at some point and then head back to school in August. I had been considering switching to a different school with an October start date when I got a phone message.</div><div style="text-align: left;">The waiting list for my program had lessened, and I was accepted for the April program if I wanted to start then.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I had a little bit of a freak out as I listened to the message and considered the change that would make for my life.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I wasn't quite sure, but everyone around my said that it was a good idea.</div><div style="text-align: left;">So I went in and signed my papers, and schools starts April 17th. A year from now I will be finishing school with a career in a steady job area and will be making far more money than I am now.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It is exciting and scary.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And good.</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-23995827856522639152009-01-27T22:58:00.003-08:002009-01-27T23:25:13.000-08:00Heard it all before.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SYAIA_ww3DI/AAAAAAAABlY/iFMPE7P_-WM/s1600-h/2813865508_bf30ccb2d7_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SYAIA_ww3DI/AAAAAAAABlY/iFMPE7P_-WM/s400/2813865508_bf30ccb2d7_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296241974996687922" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SYAIA9Ql1qI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ObkwZAIOAnU/s1600-h/2503335899_c544cdd0cc_b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SYAIA_3NeFI/AAAAAAAABlI/MhtdRkIyTDs/s1600-h/2421635939_70ccc65b4d_b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My tears have been my food<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">day and night,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">while men say to me all day long,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Where is your God?"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">These things I remember</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">as I pour out my soul:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">how</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> I used to</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> go with the multitude,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">leading the processing to the house of God,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why are you downcast, O my soul?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why so disturbed within me?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Put your hope in God,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">for </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I will yet</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> praise him,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">my Savior and my God.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My soul is downcast within me;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">therefore I will remember you.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Deep cries out to deep</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">in the roar of your waterfalls;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">all your waves and breakers</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">have swept over me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I say to God my Rock,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Why have you forgotten me?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why must I go on mourning,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">oppressed by the enemy?"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why are you downcast, O my soul?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why so disturbed within me?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Put your hope in God,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">for </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I will yet </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">praise him,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">my Savior </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">and my God.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Be still, and know that I am God;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I will be exalted among the nations,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I will be exalted in the earth."</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">In the morning,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">O Lord,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">hear my voice.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">In the morning I lay my needs in front of you,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">and I wait</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">.</span></span></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-59047984396465544902009-01-03T22:33:00.002-08:002009-01-03T22:45:05.014-08:00January 2009Ramble ramble around the clock ... <div>I don't have much to say. I got inspired by Brenda's new look for her blog and changed mine ... can you even tell? I just changed the colours. I like my blog design too much to change a lot, and for some reason the only options for changing aren't as fun as other peoples blogs!</div><div><br /></div><div>January.</div><div><br /></div><div>Crazy crazy crazy.</div><div><br /></div><div>And all this snow.</div><div>Oh my Wow! Rather crazy! I've only gotten stuck super bad once. A lovely man pushed my car out. I was rather thankful. He looked enviously at my tires. His car was stuck half a block down and his tires were not quite as nice as mine! It took three people to get his car out. Mine only took the two of us, and my scraper! It did a good job as a little shovel!</div><div><br /></div><div>But really, I do love the snow. I think it is absolutely lovely! The only thing I don't like is scraping off my car because I'll walk outside in the morning and typically yelp (ask my Mom - she's heard it) because for some reason I just feel like snow should only come when my car is covered by a garage (which never happens) or something like that!.</div><div><br /></div><div>It really does seem funny to me that it is two thousand and NINE! I'm almost twenty. Less than sixty days. Dang. Almost an adult or something like that.</div><div><br /></div><div>But really - (I like that phrase today) - I'm not one for resolutions, but sometimes it's good to just make decisions to try to become a better person. So this year, I am journaling everyday. My friends bought me a journal that has a page for every year and even has the number on the top! I think it's supposed to be an agenda, but it doesn't have anything on the page, so it works just fine as a journal. I'm going to try to lose some weight. Emphasis on the lose, rather than the try. It's just a good thing to do. I want to be healthy and fit. I think it is a great idea. And since I have just over those sixty days until I am a bridesmaid, these next two months are going to be strictly healthy! Ha. Hopefully!</div><div><br /></div><div>Other than that there's not too much. Of course I want to learn to be more like Jesus. Over this last year a lot of my "Christian" opinions have changed, and I think my heart is now more for Christ than for Christians. I love the people who I know who are Christians for their hearts to know God, but I just have different views on a lot of things. And it's good. I have good conversations with people - lovers of Christ and dislovers (? odd word).</div><div><br /></div><div>But really - nah.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm redecorating my room. Well, redecorating is a strong term since I've never really set it up since we moved in. I did basic set up when we moved in, and it's not bad, but I want to put my Africa stuff on display and finally hang my pictures. I have a poster, some family pictures, and random others hanging on the wall (including a pair of flip-flops from Liberia cause flip-flops have so many memories) but other than that it is pretty basic in here. So I'm moving things around and setting it up. It should be good!</div><div><br /></div><div>I've been working lots which is good. Income is nice. Paying off Christmas bills is good! I still have to find another job to fill up my time, but hopefully that'll come soon. Most places are laying off right now, so I have to wait for openings.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyways, this is a long ramble. Nothing to say, yet the words always come eh?</div><div><br /></div><div>Keep me posted on you. If you have a blog, and your name is on here than I check it often and I love it. But leave a comment sometime so I know you do the same. I'll try to do the same.</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy New Year!</div><div><br /></div><div>And Jesus loves you. Don't forget. Amidst everything that goes on - he loves you.</div><div><br /></div><div>And so do I.</div><div><br /></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-16074216293791963752008-12-25T19:08:00.007-08:002008-12-25T19:48:47.418-08:00Since College ...<div>On December 13th, after I had finished all my exams and finished moving all my stuff back to my parents, I got on a plane and headed to Florida.</div><div>My friend Lindsay lives there. We met on the ship last year in Liberia. She was a nurse, and she is the one who taught me how to do blood draws. It was great to see her again and catch up. I got to see four people from the ship while I was there, visit Disney World, shop a lot, and have a great time!</div><div>I was really thankful for that time to just rest after a tough semester. It was a lot of fun!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQLFcsw6I/AAAAAAAABjI/uO2s1XRn9_E/s1600-h/IMG_6441.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQLFcsw6I/AAAAAAAABjI/uO2s1XRn9_E/s320/IMG_6441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283936414183768994" /></a><div>I was a first time visitor so I got a special badge! You can kind of see in that picture that I'm "tanned". Well - a fews days now I've been home, and it's already faded!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQK_V_JtI/AAAAAAAABjA/0vVhur0hVj8/s1600-h/IMG_6188.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQK_V_JtI/AAAAAAAABjA/0vVhur0hVj8/s320/IMG_6188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283936412545001170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQKbiw6YI/AAAAAAAABi4/lEbE5MYxCWM/s1600-h/IMG_6196.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQKbiw6YI/AAAAAAAABi4/lEbE5MYxCWM/s320/IMG_6196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283936402934917506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQJ37gh-I/AAAAAAAABiw/TLrmDPcxCts/s1600-h/IMG_6197.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRQJ37gh-I/AAAAAAAABiw/TLrmDPcxCts/s320/IMG_6197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283936393375025122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPXRYXOVI/AAAAAAAABio/Tb9giW_JSgY/s1600-h/IMG_6210.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPXRYXOVI/AAAAAAAABio/Tb9giW_JSgY/s320/IMG_6210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935524033608018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPW9DEcxI/AAAAAAAABig/f9G64CvfQ5s/s1600-h/IMG_6233.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPW9DEcxI/AAAAAAAABig/f9G64CvfQ5s/s320/IMG_6233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935518575588114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPWqD0faI/AAAAAAAABiY/lkyI0OSYzug/s1600-h/IMG_6265.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPWqD0faI/AAAAAAAABiY/lkyI0OSYzug/s320/IMG_6265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935513478462882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPWaRDtWI/AAAAAAAABiQ/S9rUj3BvHgo/s1600-h/IMG_6272.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPWaRDtWI/AAAAAAAABiQ/S9rUj3BvHgo/s320/IMG_6272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935509239018850" /></a></div><div>Little did I know what the Wild Cats had in store for me the next day!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPV_WUf4I/AAAAAAAABiI/ExKvnvHn_g8/s1600-h/IMG_6311.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRPV_WUf4I/AAAAAAAABiI/ExKvnvHn_g8/s320/IMG_6311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935502013333378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhyNKZaI/AAAAAAAABiA/LWJNHTeRRFc/s1600-h/IMG_6316.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhyNKZaI/AAAAAAAABiA/LWJNHTeRRFc/s320/IMG_6316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934605132064162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhjtDjKI/AAAAAAAABh4/KW2ROT9v_Fw/s1600-h/IMG_6343.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhjtDjKI/AAAAAAAABh4/KW2ROT9v_Fw/s320/IMG_6343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934601239301282" /></a><div>So I am a huge High School Musical fan (I know it's lame, but that doesn't matter. It still warms my heart!) and lucky me - I got chosen in their street show to go in an dance with them! Haha. It was a lot of fun. I even for a "Star Dazzle Award"!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhY6FdNI/AAAAAAAABhw/199kUzqjhqs/s1600-h/IMG_6369.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROhY6FdNI/AAAAAAAABhw/199kUzqjhqs/s320/IMG_6369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934598341162194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROgyOQO-I/AAAAAAAABho/nIWU9iaoWDs/s1600-h/IMG_6371.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROgyOQO-I/AAAAAAAABho/nIWU9iaoWDs/s320/IMG_6371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934587956771810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROgVoPi0I/AAAAAAAABhg/X_TSjh8tqX8/s1600-h/IMG_6387.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVROgVoPi0I/AAAAAAAABhg/X_TSjh8tqX8/s320/IMG_6387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934580281150274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNYR_mIwI/AAAAAAAABhY/Ch4KbHZf7Ng/s1600-h/IMG_6475.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNYR_mIwI/AAAAAAAABhY/Ch4KbHZf7Ng/s320/IMG_6475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283933342354776834" /></a><div>These is made of lego. I think Lynette's kids will enjoy them. It was amazing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNYOIC1xI/AAAAAAAABhQ/WYw-vGCI6uI/s1600-h/IMG_6476.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNYOIC1xI/AAAAAAAABhQ/WYw-vGCI6uI/s320/IMG_6476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283933341316470546" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNXqcghlI/AAAAAAAABhI/Y_iDDqd-g0I/s1600-h/IMG_6479.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNXqcghlI/AAAAAAAABhI/Y_iDDqd-g0I/s320/IMG_6479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283933331738625618" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNXKm5DZI/AAAAAAAABhA/re9OM_C6dWk/s1600-h/IMG_6494.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNXKm5DZI/AAAAAAAABhA/re9OM_C6dWk/s320/IMG_6494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283933323192241554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNW6d5ItI/AAAAAAAABg4/g9tFRMFg88s/s1600-h/IMG_6497.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRNW6d5ItI/AAAAAAAABg4/g9tFRMFg88s/s320/IMG_6497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283933318859530962" /></a><div>Hello Shayla! She was there before I got on the ship and left after I left. She and I were good friends!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMbTvPpxI/AAAAAAAABgw/CaVUbYbVkxU/s1600-h/IMG_6505.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMbTvPpxI/AAAAAAAABgw/CaVUbYbVkxU/s320/IMG_6505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932294851045138" /></a><div> </div><div>American love Canada!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMbFBGY_I/AAAAAAAABgo/TTdwF3p7fQo/s1600-h/IMG_6509.JPG"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMbFBGY_I/AAAAAAAABgo/TTdwF3p7fQo/s1600-h/IMG_6509.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMbFBGY_I/AAAAAAAABgo/TTdwF3p7fQo/s320/IMG_6509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932290899403762" /></a><div>Florida was made all the more better when I got to see Alison as well! She and I were rather close on the ship, so it was great to see her again!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMa8r7I-I/AAAAAAAABgg/cF5nJHkHlHM/s1600-h/IMG_6510.JPG"></a></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMa8r7I-I/AAAAAAAABgg/cF5nJHkHlHM/s320/IMG_6510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932288663102434" /></span><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMahSQNfI/AAAAAAAABgY/l75hUKb8tMI/s1600-h/IMG_6515.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMahSQNfI/AAAAAAAABgY/l75hUKb8tMI/s320/IMG_6515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932281307674098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMaWGPl4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/_s0pPBD5e1Q/s1600-h/IMG_6518.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRMaWGPl4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/_s0pPBD5e1Q/s320/IMG_6518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932278304511874" /></a><div>When I was in Florida we had the best desert ever. It was cheesecake lollipops. They were amazing!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My flight home from Florida was a trek and a half!</div><div>I got up at 3:30am and headed the airport around 4. I flew from Tampa to Memphis. Once I got there, I saw that my next flight had been cancelled! Yay! Not! I got rerouted then to L.A. That flight was delayed about 3 hours so I sat in the Memphis airport for a long time.</div><div>Once I got to L.A. it took me a long time to find my new terminal since the airport is set up differently than any airport I've ever been in (and I've been in a fair amount these past few years). As I walked to my terminal, I watched different departure screens for each airline and saw flight after flight being cancelled.</div><div>I finally made it to my terminal, figured it all out and sat down for about seven hours. My flight left about two hours later than expected and the flight crew that was on my flight volunteered to take our flight since our intended flight crew was about 2-3 hours away in the air! I also had got upgraded to first class for that flight, so my last flight was a lot nicer than any I had had before!</div><div>Mac picked me up and after over twenty-four hours of being awake and almost as much travel time I was home!</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLwnybijI/AAAAAAAABgI/v8FHk8Lyb4U/s1600-h/IMG_6530.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLwnybijI/AAAAAAAABgI/v8FHk8Lyb4U/s320/IMG_6530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931561498741298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLwcUh2ZI/AAAAAAAABgA/ITSYAOQUUY4/s1600-h/IMG_6529.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLwcUh2ZI/AAAAAAAABgA/ITSYAOQUUY4/s320/IMG_6529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931558420535698" /></a></div><div>Christmas was great today! We had breakfast and then opened stockings and gifts. I got some pretty cool stuff and it was fun to give present to the family.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLv61yZoI/AAAAAAAABf4/c4DE3DV_pVY/s1600-h/IMG_6526.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLv61yZoI/AAAAAAAABf4/c4DE3DV_pVY/s320/IMG_6526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931549433226882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLvgjYIqI/AAAAAAAABfw/KoK_Lz7nw4I/s1600-h/IMG_6523.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLvgjYIqI/AAAAAAAABfw/KoK_Lz7nw4I/s320/IMG_6523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931542376686242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLve8yS7I/AAAAAAAABfo/OUmqy0S5288/s1600-h/IMG_6522.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SVRLve8yS7I/AAAAAAAABfo/OUmqy0S5288/s320/IMG_6522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931541946387378" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>Merry Christmas to all!</div><div>May the last few days of you year be filled with genuine peace, love, and joy!</div><div><br /></div><div>To close I thought I'd share a portion of a song that has probably been my favourite this holiday season.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It's still a mystery to me that the hands of God could be so small,</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">How tiny fingers reaching into the night were the very hands that measured the sky.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Hallelujah, Hallelujah,</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Heaven's love reaching down to save the world.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It's still a mystery to me, how his infant eyes have seen the dawn of time,</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">How his ears have heard an angel's symphony - But still Mary had to rock her Savior to sleep.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>God bless you.</div><div>Merry Christmas!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-75337135542712290682008-12-06T14:10:00.003-08:002008-12-06T18:12:14.565-08:00Bells and Bows<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswqHhVQnI/AAAAAAAABfg/WYUwsjhCBcs/s1600-h/IMG_6128_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswqHhVQnI/AAAAAAAABfg/WYUwsjhCBcs/s320/IMG_6128_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864888526160498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswp7wY1TI/AAAAAAAABfY/QqTFqbejd1Y/s1600-h/IMG_6120_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswp7wY1TI/AAAAAAAABfY/QqTFqbejd1Y/s320/IMG_6120_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864885368083762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpnR-RXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/M97XlgFNTVk/s1600-h/IMG_6108_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpnR-RXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/M97XlgFNTVk/s320/IMG_6108_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864879871804786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpeA-aWI/AAAAAAAABfI/u1xuPePHEns/s1600-h/IMG_6105_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpeA-aWI/AAAAAAAABfI/u1xuPePHEns/s320/IMG_6105_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864877384591714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpKIB8KI/AAAAAAAABfA/t3iaL1kuT7U/s1600-h/IMG_6104_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STswpKIB8KI/AAAAAAAABfA/t3iaL1kuT7U/s320/IMG_6104_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864872045473954" /></a>These are the three lovely ladies who call me "Mom"! They call it, and I respond ... So yeah.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8xxAqTI/AAAAAAAABe4/xOPIZPjuNfQ/s1600-h/IMG_6103_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8xxAqTI/AAAAAAAABe4/xOPIZPjuNfQ/s320/IMG_6103_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864109592226098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8o3ITCI/AAAAAAAABew/fMLOJDxRCHk/s1600-h/IMG_6100_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8o3ITCI/AAAAAAAABew/fMLOJDxRCHk/s320/IMG_6100_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864107201973282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8QijZuI/AAAAAAAABeo/YzgCJIE7J1E/s1600-h/IMG_6098_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8QijZuI/AAAAAAAABeo/YzgCJIE7J1E/s320/IMG_6098_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864100673218274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8A8a4_I/AAAAAAAABeg/WUpQ24tmMTQ/s1600-h/IMG_6077_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv8A8a4_I/AAAAAAAABeg/WUpQ24tmMTQ/s320/IMG_6077_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864096486745074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv7380KTI/AAAAAAAABeY/02lmlOMLdOg/s1600-h/IMG_6074_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/STsv7380KTI/AAAAAAAABeY/02lmlOMLdOg/s320/IMG_6074_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276864094072482098" /></a><br />So Friday night was the annual CBC Christmas banquet, followed by a non-CBC dance party, and then followed by an even further non-CBC more exclusive wine and cheese party! It was a super fun night and it was fun to get all dressed up and see everyone looking lovely.Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-13398647458213703292008-11-26T18:30:00.005-08:002008-11-30T20:12:08.896-08:00Where am I?<div>It seems funny to me to write a blog sometimes. When I was in Africa, it made sense because of the circumstances, but now sometimes it just seems silly, but then I'll get a letter from my sister questioning why I haven't blogged, and how her kids love to see the pictures, and I get inspired! So here is come catch-up!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4H7row3oI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_zwEd0Lnk1Q/s1600-h/IMG_5863.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4H7row3oI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_zwEd0Lnk1Q/s320/IMG_5863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160935604805250" /></a>For Halloween I was a Greek goddess/Roman princess/cave woman!! I was supposed to be a cave woman, but it ended up looking far too nice for that. So I morphed into whatever people thought I was. I worked that night and some of the kids that came in were so cute! One girl looked at me and questioned if I was even dressed up! I smiled at that (Why yes sweet child, I typically wear this to work!!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4H7hPmLjI/AAAAAAAABDI/WcxoHTe6S38/s1600-h/IMG_5862.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4H7hPmLjI/AAAAAAAABDI/WcxoHTe6S38/s320/IMG_5862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160932814892594" /></a><br />As much as this time at CBC has not been my favourite time, I have made some incredible friendships and I am excited that God has brought new friends into my life. I have made kindred spirit types of friends, silly crazy friends, encouraging friends, and some that have become sisters and brothers! I love it a lot!<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnqwrUpI/AAAAAAAABC4/X504i1gMUxA/s1600-h/IMG_5898.jpg"><br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnqwrUpI/AAAAAAAABC4/X504i1gMUxA/s320/IMG_5898.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160591772177042" /></a>Clara here (my peace friend!) is quite the encourager. She gave my the flowers from the last post. I am quiet appreciative of her. She is very aware of those around her. I always know she'll give me a great hug and tell me that I am beautiful!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnT2kQtI/AAAAAAAABCw/hHlR33pyBPw/s1600-h/IMG_5882.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnT2kQtI/AAAAAAAABCw/hHlR33pyBPw/s320/IMG_5882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160585622864594" /></a>Kara here is my crazy fun, super nice, sister, kindred spirit friend! Last night she dropped her homework and came with me for a late night chat (and a few minutes of homework). She is my most-used of my 5 on my phone!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnJlEmCI/AAAAAAAABCo/15sdcET4Rf0/s1600-h/IMG_5881.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HnJlEmCI/AAAAAAAABCo/15sdcET4Rf0/s320/IMG_5881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160582865131554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HmzsXjPI/AAAAAAAABCg/vUVP2KGNKSs/s1600-h/IMG_5833.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4HmzsXjPI/AAAAAAAABCg/vUVP2KGNKSs/s320/IMG_5833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273160576990153970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GwU5v2lI/AAAAAAAABCY/nEM35Wi-or0/s1600-h/Photo+162.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GwU5v2lI/AAAAAAAABCY/nEM35Wi-or0/s320/Photo+162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159641011837522" /></a>I heart Hannah!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GwHL12SI/AAAAAAAABCQ/BsbsT491bZE/s1600-h/Photo+161.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GwHL12SI/AAAAAAAABCQ/BsbsT491bZE/s320/Photo+161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159637329631522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GvbDG3II/AAAAAAAABCI/-dAs50mY-7A/s1600-h/Photo+160.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GvbDG3II/AAAAAAAABCI/-dAs50mY-7A/s320/Photo+160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159625481837698" /></a>Holly shares the same last name as me, but pronounces it differently, and we have an idea of making shirts with our names on them, but writing our last name twice because it's different!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GvH2oe4I/AAAAAAAABCA/SW_-V5HMhe0/s1600-h/Photo+143.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GvH2oe4I/AAAAAAAABCA/SW_-V5HMhe0/s320/Photo+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159620329241474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GugDP61I/AAAAAAAABB4/y56lj5-TXw0/s1600-h/Photo+144.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SS4GugDP61I/AAAAAAAABB4/y56lj5-TXw0/s320/Photo+144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159609644739410" /></a><br /></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-10776676925605623662008-11-11T17:32:00.002-08:002008-11-11T17:41:09.353-08:00Overwhelmed.<div><div><br /></div><div><br />Yesterday, I came into my room, and felt completely overwhelmed as one of my dorm friends had left me a beautiful flower and a lovely note.</div><div>I'm sick right now, so it was just a sweet thing to get, and it was just so nice.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SRozV207u8I/AAAAAAAABBA/fl8ymcfgt3E/s1600-h/IMG_6028.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SRozV207u8I/AAAAAAAABBA/fl8ymcfgt3E/s320/IMG_6028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267579164751018946" /></a><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SRozWTyT5eI/AAAAAAAABBI/emArok2IF7k/s320/IMG_6031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267579172524647906" /></div></div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-35031936787775669552008-10-27T00:25:00.002-07:002008-10-27T00:39:11.263-07:00Stepping in new directions...Life has a was of surprising me more often than I expect it to.<div>.</div><div>I will not be at CBC past December. After my last exam I will walk away fully content to be walking away. There are a lot of things that have pulled me away from the school, but the most exciting one is my desire to live more outside of a circle. I live with Christians, go to school with them, church with them, and spend time-off with them.</div><div>.</div><div>Starting in January, I will work full-time and spend more of my time loving everyone who I meet. Depending on how life pans out in the next little while, I'll either be starting school in April or in August. I'll be going to MTI and becoming an MLA (medical lab assistant). I am super excited to start off this new era, and I'm sure that I'll learn lots.</div><div>.</div><div>There's not too much other than that to share. I haven't taken pictures since Lynette and the kids left, so there's nothing new. I didn't post a lot of those, but they're all on facebook anyways.</div><div>.</div><div>I've been working at Old Spaghetti Factory for two months now. I love it a lot. It's so fun to go to work and have a role, and then to come home with money in my pocket. I've never had that before since I never worked in high school and every job has been volunteering (other than babysitting, but that just seems different).</div><div>.</div><div>Tomorrow (well, technically today since it's after midnight) marks 35 years of marriage for my parents. I am thrilled beyond words for them. I love them so much and am so proud of them for their commitment to love one another through each and every day.</div><div>.</div><div>138 days till Kirsten gets married! (yeah)</div><div>.</div><div>47 days until I go to Florida! (tan...please!)</div><div>.</div><div>59 day until Christmas! (eek)</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-57661455835639141912008-09-27T12:15:00.004-07:002008-09-27T12:22:16.100-07:00You are here (3 steps forward)3 Steps forward<div>2 steps back</div><div>You grab my hand</div><div>I don't ask</div><div>For it back</div><div>~</div><div>You smile</div><div>I -- make that face</div><div>You love</div><div>You watch</div><div>Never letting me go</div><div>~</div><div>And I -- I -- I -- oh -- I stand amazed</div><div>I stand loved and cherished</div><div>I never wonder</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>I know that</div><div>You are here</div><div>~</div><div>7 days and</div><div>24 hours</div><div>If I spent them</div><div>All with you</div><div>I'd never tire</div><div>~</div><div>You are walking</div><div>Deep into my heart</div><div>I love you</div><div>I watch</div><div>Never letting you go</div><div>~</div><div>And I -- I -- I -- oh -- I stand amazed</div><div>I stand loved and cherished</div><div>I never wonder</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>Cause I know</div><div>I know that</div><div>You are here</div><div>~</div><div>Let's go back to the day before</div><div>It started</div><div>You were there</div><div>Even before</div><div>~</div><div>I'd never opened</div><div>My heart to love</div><div>But you took me in</div><div>You hold me in</div><div>You keep me close</div><div>You are here</div><div>~</div><div>1 step</div><div>2 step</div><div>3 step</div><div>4</div><div>~</div><div>With you</div><div>I'll never want</div><div>Anything more</div><div>~</div><div>Nadine Schroeder</div><div>26 September 2008</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-65808370729166608352008-09-22T21:51:00.001-07:002008-09-22T21:55:56.926-07:00love love love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2WOAbLAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ol6JoikvyAc/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2WOAbLAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ol6JoikvyAc/s400/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249075489789389826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2WdjuhgI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Ig5X-RVXAz4/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2WdjuhgI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Ig5X-RVXAz4/s400/Photo+116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249075493963990530" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2W18x09I/AAAAAAAABAM/y1fdjJn7SAQ/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SNh2W18x09I/AAAAAAAABAM/y1fdjJn7SAQ/s400/Photo+113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249075500511515602" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Can I just say that I absolutely <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">love love love </span>having them around!</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-41625841175181277802008-09-10T23:54:00.002-07:002008-09-10T23:58:04.515-07:00FollowersHey so I added the Followers gadget and so far I have zero followers, so yeah - not cool! If you read my blog I'd love to know. Since my blog isn't private I have no idea who reads it beyond my normal commenters. So add the gadget and then add you name to the list!! Let me know when you get it, and if your blog is one that I read then I'll add myself to your list!<div>Have a great end of your week, and weekend. I'm going to Playland and I am VERY excited!!!</div><div>Oooooh ... and then on Monday, Lynette and the kids are coming, and I am beyond thrilled!!! Hopefully I'll be able to find time for school! Nah ...</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-22421831920496960512008-09-07T14:25:00.005-07:002008-09-07T15:00:23.835-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRO7QPO6rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/rlIj88rBA08/s1600-h/Photo+90.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRO7QPO6rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/rlIj88rBA08/s400/Photo+90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243402646044207794" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><div>So this is my bathroom buddy Sabrina! We've had lots of fun getting to know each other over the past week.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJuPlYRSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9thXrXCzeN8/s1600-h/Photo+117.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJuPlYRSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9thXrXCzeN8/s400/Photo+117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243396924972221730" /></a></div><div>Here's my bedding and stuff around it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJutFgZAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6wuamoWdxF0/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJutFgZAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6wuamoWdxF0/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJutFgZAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6wuamoWdxF0/s400/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243396932891599874" /></a></div><div>My closet<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJu7fhYYI/AAAAAAAAA-4/nqGt5KEUFLw/s1600-h/Photo+120.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJu7fhYYI/AAAAAAAAA-4/nqGt5KEUFLw/s400/Photo+120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243396936758813058" /></a></div><div>Our beautiful bathroom. We decided that we would not live in a boring bathroom since bathrooms should always be fun and exciting - if you've been to my bathroom at my house, you'll understand!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJvMr8QkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/j7Wlx1ERVv0/s1600-h/Photo+123.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRJvMr8QkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/j7Wlx1ERVv0/s400/Photo+123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243396941374308930" /></a></div><div>This is the sign outside my room. I'm sorry it's backwards. I took the pictures with my mac so they go backwards for whatever reason!</div><div>Our RA made us all record cover door tags, and it's so fun to see it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIIp_W_1I/AAAAAAAAA-A/Wi9m3i0e1FM/s1600-h/Photo+106.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIIp_W_1I/AAAAAAAAA-A/Wi9m3i0e1FM/s400/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243395179713855314" /></a></div><div>This week has been rather stressful and with a few tears, but it's starting to get better. Being back in school is rather overwhelming and I have a whole lot of homework, but yeah. I switched one of my courses to a different one, and I already feel a lot better after that decision.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIIwa0POI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jqsaCeODKgc/s1600-h/Photo+110.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIIwa0POI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jqsaCeODKgc/s400/Photo+110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243395181439630562" /></a></div><div>I also am done all of my training at OSF which is great. I just have to find time to study for my server test, and then I will be a server! And you should come visit me and I'll serve you and you can give me a lovely tip since I'm a poor student!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJCyx-VI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/x44zS7v9J8c/s1600-h/Photo+112.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJCyx-VI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/x44zS7v9J8c/s400/Photo+112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243395186371983698" /></a></div><div>This week I decided that my room wasn't me enough, so I brought more pictures plus some of my African stuff, which has already made it more homey!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJRqakcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/mFVFB3ThjQE/s1600-h/Photo+114.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJRqakcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/mFVFB3ThjQE/s400/Photo+114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243395190363427266" /></a></div><div>Some lovely pictures of friends. The only issue is that I haven't printed pictures since I got home, so I'll have to get some recent pictures, since all of mine are 1-3 years old!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJ9eGjcI/AAAAAAAAA-g/XlsnE07fu1A/s1600-h/Photo+115.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SMRIJ9eGjcI/AAAAAAAAA-g/XlsnE07fu1A/s400/Photo+115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243395202122943938" /></a><br /></div><div>I also had an opportunity in church this weekend to share about my trip to Liberia and some of the stuff that went on, so that was a cool experience. I was surprisingly not nervous, and rather enjoyed it! It made me miss Africa though!</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great day!</div><div>Come visit me sometime!</div>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-59375392682744395062008-08-29T09:59:00.003-07:002008-08-29T10:25:14.032-07:00Moving On With LifeCamp is over.<br />I have had an amazing last few weeks.<br />I have a job.<br />I'm moving out on Sunday.<br />School starts soon after.<br /><br />Camp. This summer was a great experience and I'm glad I went. There were a lot of issues that I had to deal with, and I probably worked harder this summer than any before, but I had a good time, and stretched myself to do new things. I had to rely on God in new ways as I dealt with new struggles, and a few of my campers became Christians -- which is awesome!<br /><br />The past two-ish weeks since camp have been great. I have spent time almost every single day with friends, and it's been a great way to finally see people and catch up after being gone. It's amazing to me how some friendships just pick up exactly the same, which is just lovely!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SLgtSP1cTgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/OOSqqGjsnLA/s1600-h/crazy9.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SLgtSP1cTgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/OOSqqGjsnLA/s400/crazy9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239987957957152258" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SLgtSFc22lI/AAAAAAAAA9I/hoyBt2wah4c/s1600-h/crazy999.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SLgtSFc22lI/AAAAAAAAA9I/hoyBt2wah4c/s400/crazy999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239987955169679954" border="0" /></a><br />My friend Kat and I hung out a few weeks back and went to see Mama Mia which is a great movie. I feel like it's HSM for adults, so just perfect for me! The theater had life-size posters of the HSM cast, so we had some fun taking pictures with them and laughing a lot!<br /><br />I have a job! On a whim last week I sent in my resume to Old Spaghetti Factory and ended up getting hired. I had my first bussing shift last night and it was good. I was pretty tired afterwards but I'm glad I'll be getting income. I have to take a servers test next week to be a server, so that is a litle daunting, since it's rather long. I don't have an extensive knowledge of alcohol, so I have a lot of learning to do! My Mom and I are going down to the States tonight though until tomorrow, so the border crossing will be study time. My Mom will be as ready as I will be for this test! So if you're ever in Abby and hungry, you should come to OSF. Just email me and I'll let you know when my shifts are as soon as I know them! I do know forsure that if you come for lunch on Monday - I'll be bussing!<br /><br />Sunday comes moving day! I'm excited to be out on my own again, but it's different than the ship because it's school! I'm glad that we live so close to CBC so that I can come home whenever I want to and pick up things I've forgotten!<br /><br />School starts soon after. Registration and meet-people things are Sunday to Tuesday, and then classes start on Wednesday, so that will be a whole new adventure.<br /><br />One other thing that is super exciting is YC Abbotsford! Youth Church is a group of people who are around the ages 14-25 who have started a church movement in BC. South Abbotsford is joining in and we'll be having a youth-young adult service every Sunday in our sanctuary starting September 21st, so if you're in those ages, or interested in seeing what will be going on, stop in some Sunday at 7 pm!Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-13642096604824402932008-07-22T23:57:00.001-07:002008-07-22T23:57:16.763-07:00Summer '08I came home today for the start of my staff break and I realized I hadn't blogged in about a month. Though I think only three people read it nowadays since I'm home, I still want to keep it slightly updated, so here goes for the past few weeks.<br /><br />Summer Camp 2008! I'm working at Stillwood which is a blast and hard and good and bad and every emotion every single day and yeah. Through every moment where I want to run away God is faithfully reminding me that He's using me. I had an incredible experience where at the lake I had a talk with a seemingly tough kid about God and he was asking me tons of questions, and he became a Christian that evening, which is so cool and just, yeah, God is so good! I was so blessed to be a part of eternal change in a life!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmMbdmKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zHA63ko2VtE/s1600-h/sized5.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmMbdmKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zHA63ko2VtE/s400/sized5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226087175130290338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Last week was a really great week. My cabin was pretty fun - kinda crazy - and my co-counselor was just amazing. We didn't really know each other too well before getting in cabin together, but it was cool. I graded with her sisters and I'm pretty good friends with them, so it was cool to be with their 'little' sister! And I can't even begin to explain how much I laughed all week. I actually don't think I have ever laughed so much in a week. It was great, and my heart needed a week where I could just have fun.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmJM6nwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/aMsX4M7UrMI/s1600-h/sized10.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmJM6nwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/aMsX4M7UrMI/s400/sized10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226087174263971586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I try for the most part to put pictures up with purpose and I put this next one up because I dressed up as a 'healer' - a Super Healer - on Super Hero night, and I had ferns in my hair, on my arm, and green eye shadow all over my face! Very fun!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmJOd75I/AAAAAAAAA8w/myB4bqGYz_I/s1600-h/sized2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmJOd75I/AAAAAAAAA8w/myB4bqGYz_I/s400/sized2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226087174270480274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Probably the major issue with last week was that on Monday I had a decent concussion which has slowed me down a lot, and hindered me quite a bit. I've tried hard to just truck on even when my head hurts like crazy crazy, and it's getting to the point now where I only have headaches maybe half of the day rather than all day.<br />We were playing a game-ish thing at camp where you run through a bus over and and over, and being the amazing hardcore counselor that I am - I joined my campers until I managed to run full speed into the frame of the door on the bus (the emergency exit --- definitely didn't duck low enough). I remember it yet I don't so that moment is a bit fuzzy. I got out of the bus and then just kind of stood in place for a few minutes. People were asking me how I was but I just didn't answer. Luckily one of my good friends just walked over and guided me to the nurses station where I stayed for a few hours. I layed down and then was woken every once in a while to make sure I wasn't, I don't' know - dead? I'm not sure. I don't quite know why you have to stay awake, but whatever, I didn't sleep much.<br />So last week was hard in that way for sure, but it's alright. The hardest was just trying to keep a smile on when my head hurt more than it ever has before, and trying not to be frustrated that I wasn't getting better. I try really hard to get into things 100% at camp and it was rather humbling to have to say no to a lot of things and to take it slow and let myself rest, since at camp I try to just go-go-go.<br />Again though, having my counselor with me was great. She's a lifeguard, and just really aware, so she's make sure I wasn't pushing myself too hard, and she would stop me from doing things that weren't wise!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmdC-imI/AAAAAAAAA84/t7rkKeSA-zw/s1600-h/sized6.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKmdC-imI/AAAAAAAAA84/t7rkKeSA-zw/s400/sized6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226087179590994530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then this week was just a short week - peewee camp - and went from Sunday until Tuesday evening and it was fun. My girls were insane and just yeah - young and wild! We had four counselors for eight kids, so basically two of us just had fun all day long and the other two (who are counselor's in training in for their first week ever!!) got great experience! We were always around and available and quick to step in, but we let them just learn lots and just step up to the situations that arose!!!<br /><br />Last weekend was great. Maria and I hung out for a few hours on Saturday and made grilled cheese and just chatted. It took us a few tries to get the grilled cheese right, but eventually it worked, and it was great. I'm always blessed after hanging out with Maria, so it was fun to see her again. It's hard to be home in Canada and yet never see people, so the two of us make a real effort to see one another as often as possible, which is great!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKGUFvusI/AAAAAAAAA74/AcfFrFf1NKU/s1600-h/saved2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SIbKGUFvusI/AAAAAAAAA74/AcfFrFf1NKU/s400/saved2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226086627430873794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Please continue to pray for me this summer. It's a weird summer, and I constantly question my plan of being at camp and of going to CBC in fall, yet I know that God's called me to this place so I just keep trusting. Every time I open my Bible I get drawn to Isaiah 43. Check it out!Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-34680903012359766542008-06-25T17:09:00.005-07:002008-06-25T17:20:16.072-07:00Picnic in the park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLemJ6RWdI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uvf6014nnnU/s1600-h/picnic+17.JPG"><br /></a>Today is the greatest day of the year in BC so far for me!!! My friend Maria and I went to Mill Lake and had a picnic and quite enjoyed ourselves!<br />We had so many people coming up to us telling us that we were rather cool for having a picnic basket. The basket was a gift from Kirst for grad last year and it got it's first try today! Quite successful!<br /><br /><br />So this is my car ...<br />Drew Samuel Civ<br />Drew because I love that name, Samuel because I love that name but like it better as a middle name, and Civ because my lovely car is a civic!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLemJ6RWdI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uvf6014nnnU/s1600-h/picnic+17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLemJ6RWdI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uvf6014nnnU/s400/picnic+17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215976065525176786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLehSTadrI/AAAAAAAAA7o/IvuFEo5N1J0/s1600-h/picnic+16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLehSTadrI/AAAAAAAAA7o/IvuFEo5N1J0/s400/picnic+16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975981878769330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegXpKmUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/njqFz6i3CeA/s1600-h/picnic+8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegXpKmUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/njqFz6i3CeA/s400/picnic+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975966132312386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegt0upnI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/i0F-95pC1xg/s1600-h/picnic+9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegt0upnI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/i0F-95pC1xg/s400/picnic+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975972086392434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegh6d3lI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-2a_2tLhVl8/s1600-h/picnic+11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLegh6d3lI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-2a_2tLhVl8/s400/picnic+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975968889232978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLehLDlDGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zLlAQV7T44U/s1600-h/picnic+13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLehLDlDGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zLlAQV7T44U/s400/picnic+13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975979933305954" border="0" /></a>Maria and I have learned over the past year through many phone calls and emails that we are similar in so many ways and it's a friendship that is such a blessing. Every conversation with this girl leaves me encouraged and blessed!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUi3yzvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/eXkrGp91s5c/s1600-h/picnic1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUi3yzvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/eXkrGp91s5c/s400/picnic1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975762988027634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUy7KQOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/kb4fJW8eJsA/s1600-h/picnic+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUy7KQOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/kb4fJW8eJsA/s400/picnic+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975767297114338" border="0" /></a><br />Cucumber sandwiches!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUy2iROI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ntLDOg7tv7c/s1600-h/picnic+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUy2iROI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ntLDOg7tv7c/s400/picnic+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975767277716706" border="0" /></a>Our bread wasn't quite defrosted yet, so the sun helped!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUwfkl6I/AAAAAAAAA64/fLJlA9AGLDA/s1600-h/picnic+6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeUwfkl6I/AAAAAAAAA64/fLJlA9AGLDA/s400/picnic+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975766644529058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeVJaI2CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/GUALrEvp9g8/s1600-h/picnic+7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SGLeVJaI2CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/GUALrEvp9g8/s400/picnic+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215975773332625442" border="0" /></a>These verses are a promise from God to me in this time. In everything, I trust in Him because nothing else matters at all.<br /><h4 style="text-align: right;">Psalm 13</h4><div style="text-align: right;">How long, O LORD ? Will you forget me forever?<br /> How long <span style="font-style: italic;">will you hide your face</span> from me? </div><p style="text-align: right;"> How long must I wrestle with my thoughts<br /> and <span style="font-style: italic;">every day have sorrow</span> in my heart?<br /> How long will my enemy triumph over me? </p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Look on me and answer</span>, O LORD my God.<br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">Give light </span>to my eyes, or I will sleep in death; </p><p style="text-align: right;">my enemy will say, "I have <span style="font-style: italic;">overcome </span>him,"<br /> and <span style="font-style: italic;">my foes will rejoice when I fall</span>. </p><p style="text-align: right;">But <span style="font-weight: bold;">I trust in your unfailing love</span>;<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">my heart rejoices </span>in your salvation. </p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;" id="en-NIV-14081" class="sup"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">I will sing to the LORD</span>,<br /> for he <span style="font-weight: bold;">has </span>been good to me.</p><p style="text-align: right;"><br /></p>Nadinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06456437012663960257noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605221836727511371.post-91144852452387247372008-06-15T15:02:00.007-07:002008-06-15T16:29:51.995-07:00I love you Dad!~~ I wrote this first bit in a comment to a friend today. As I wrote it, I thought I would share it wish you as well, because it was a thought I often forget. ~~<br /><br />~~<br /><br />I think the quality that I value first after His grace, for which I am endlessly grateful, is His faithfulness. As much as I choose to question Him, I can say that through everything - He is faithful.<br /><br />~~<br /><br />Over the past few weeks my heart has been torn figuring out who I am in Christ and who I am in Canada and who I am going to be in the future.<br />Today in church pastor Dan made a comment similar to this about how there is a jewish saying that goes something like, 'There are two things in life that you can never worry about. The things that can be fixed and those that cannot. Those that can be fixed should be quickly and should not be thought of further. And those that cannot be fixed cannot be fixes so we should not worry.' I've said the quote wrong, but it struck me funny. There are many things in my life that I worry about, and they can be put almost entirely into those two categories. I won't write more about this because I'm not trying to write a deep post, but it's just a thought to share.<br /><br />~~<br /><br />So I must say that one intention of this post was to show a picture of my car, however my camera batteries are failing me today and so that is not an option. So I'm trying with my cell phone, so I don't know how lovely these pictures will be!<br /><br />~~<br /><br />Now to the important part. Dear Dad!<br /><br />~~<br /><br />Dear Dad,<br />Now you might have wondered why I didn't make you a card today. The reason is simple - I didn't think about it. I considered buying you a card but I knew that none would suffice. I considered writing you a song, but since you already have my CD you can listen to what I've written already. So here is a letter for you.<br />I love you.<br />Sincerely with everything in me I can say - You are my hero.<br />Thank you so very much for being the Dad that you've always been. Today is called 'Father's Day' but that is too formal. You're not a Father. I've never called you that except in jest. You are my Dad. My Daddy! My soccer coach and my cheerleader! I've never doubted you love. You have sincerely told me every time you see me that you love me. You have told me that you love how I always end phone conversations with 'I love you Dad'. Sometimes I forget, but don't think that I don't still think it.<br />Dad, you have been so much. Parkinson's is a disease that I hate. I do. Sometimes I get so angry with the disease and the fact that it is taking over your life. Yet you are so strong. You still do so much. Too much often. So much that my heart breaks whenever I see you because it just hurts everything in me to have a Dad who won't be able to run with my children.<br />However, you have made up for it. You still are willing to pick me up at two in the morning if my car breaks down and you still make sure that I get enough sleep. You tell me to clean my room even though I don't live at home anymore. But more than that, you tell me that you love me.<br />You tell me through your actions.<br />Kirsten and I talked a while ago about how we have never had to look far to see a beautiful and strong and amazing marriage. I have never doubted your love for Mom. You have been faithful to her and made sure that she knew that you love her. Thank you for opening her door in the pouring rain and for telling her that you love her before you hang up the phone.<br />I get scared sometimes Dad. I worry about your health and I worry about so much but you have taught me that I don't need to.<br />Every time I ask you why you aren't angry with God for giving you Parkinson's, you calmly explain yet again that you are thankful for what you do have and that you have so much and that you - I can't even explain it Dad. You are so great!<br />Thank you so much for encouraging my music. You were the first person to get one of my CD's here in Canada! (Well, other than the Canadians aboard the ship but that doesn't matter!)<br />You wanted to hear it. You make sure others hear it and you encourage me so much!<br />I can't even begin to thank you for everything. You are a man of God. Even now I just turned around and saw your Bible open on your desk. You seek God and find Him. You always pray for me and I feel those prayers. Sometimes you just stop me and tell me you're going to pray for me before I go out. Sometimes I get bothered because I'll be late or whatever, but I am truly thankful for the fact that you care so much about me. You care so much that I have all that I need.<br />You got me the car! It's so beautiful and you always make sure that it's driving well. Thanks!<br />While I might not be very good at showing you that I love you, I hope that you know one hundred percent that I love you.<br />How else would I have my soccer trophy's on my dresser. They're on display so that I never forget my best coach! (Sorry Greg)<br />Dad, you inspire me. Your faith to God, your family, your work, and everything you do makes me want to work hard. Whenever I make a mistake, I hope you won't find out because I want your love and I never want you to be mad at me.<br />Thank you so very much for loving me. I know my arrival into this world wasn't exactly expected at my arrival time, but I made you stay young! You never stopped me from doing what I needed to do to figure out me. Maybe some day I'll get a paying job Dad! Thanks for supporting me as I went to Africa. I am so thankful that you came. It was so great to see you!<br />You are the one person in this world who deserves the title of world's best Dad! You are so great Dad and I love you sooooooooo very much!<br />Love you forever then longer,<br />Nad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWhzAR130I/AAAAAAAAA5g/ytHOnQl2S4E/s1600-h/Gabriellewedding+036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWhzAR130I/AAAAAAAAA5g/ytHOnQl2S4E/s320/Gabriellewedding+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212250041371451202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWki2VH64I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5G5x4ekmCCw/s1600-h/258_5811.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWki2VH64I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5G5x4ekmCCw/s320/258_5811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212253062357838722" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWgNZwUTeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/rL8qpI-FZgo/s1600-h/Christmas+2006+063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWgNZwUTeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/rL8qpI-FZgo/s320/Christmas+2006+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212248295863504354" border="0" /></a>ine Karina<br />P.S. These pictures aren't in the right order, but I know you won't care Dad! Love you.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWkfUpMCmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/INlGRUTQ_rY/s1600-h/Tenerife+2008+036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWkfUpMCmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/INlGRUTQ_rY/s320/Tenerife+2008+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212253001775581794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWkf4qKtkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/KF1pDZKCkzE/s1600-h/Tenerife+2008+137.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWkf4qKtkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/KF1pDZKCkzE/s320/Tenerife+2008+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212253011443365442" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pAac-o9Hc84/SFWgOCY7EvI/AAAAAAAAA5I/o6QybdD286U/s1600-h/fall+2006+054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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