<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:50:18.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sacrifice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-577492446790043488</id><published>2009-06-15T13:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:41:38.194+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been to long since I have bloged that I dont know how to make a title any more.</title><content type='html'>Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really know if anyone is even going to read this because its been over a year since I last posted anything on here. man I am bad.&lt;br /&gt; I'm not even sure what I'm going to write about. Maybe I should update a bit about me and what I have been up to since I last wrote on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well lets see first Ryan and I got married and it was a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; wedding I think. My Mom, Dad, Kati and Gloria all came to the wedding and it was really great to have them here in Thailand. Not long after being married Rick passed away and that was really hard and still is. We got to go home for two weeks for his memorial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;service&lt;/span&gt;. It was really good to be able to be home even though it was so short. Just to be able to grieve with my family. When Ryan and I came back to Thailand we started really praying about when we should move on from working in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we prayed for a few months and really felt like we should leave this year (2009) So we planed to leave in the end of August but God changed our plans a bit because I became pregnant so that pushed our dates to leave sooner then later because I cant really fly to late in my pregnancy. We are both really excited about becoming parents! I am about 6months now. The first few months were really hard with sickness but I am doing heaps better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are leaving for Perth first and spending about 9ish months there then moving to Jacksonville for a few years. I'm going to get my GED and then study children counselling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We leave in just two days!! Its so crazy to think I wont be living in Chiang Rai any more. I had my last day with the kids last week and it was a really hard but really amazing day. It was Bom's bday and that was lots of fun then before bed I had all the girls come over to the boys house and to them from the bible then I had the boys go into the play room and I prayed for the girls one by one and said my goodbyes. Then after the girls went back to there house I took one boy out at a time and Ryan and I prayed over them and just talked to them about how much they have meant to us and how much we will ALWAYS love them. There was a lot of tears that night but it was really wonderful to be able to pray over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Leaving the kids is the hardest thing for me to do. I love them so very much and they have been such a huge part of my life for so long now. I know though that God has the best plan for there life and that I can trust them to God. I know he loves them more then I ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maybe I will write again about how I have been feeling about leaving but right now its a bit to hard to write about because I feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am though very happy to go. Its been great to be here but I really know that God is calling Ryan and I to something new and I cant wait to see what he is going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm SO excited about our little one to come. We are waiting to find out if its a boy or girl till the baby is born. I cant wait! I just cant wait to hold my baby in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well I guess that's all for now. I will try to not wait another year before I post anything new. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-577492446790043488?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/577492446790043488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=577492446790043488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/577492446790043488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/577492446790043488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-to-long-since-i-have-bloged.html' title='Its been to long since I have bloged that I dont know how to make a title any more.'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-727242198666056247</id><published>2008-05-25T17:35:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:34:44.917+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Friends&lt;br /&gt;I trust that this email finds you all well and enjoying our Great God.&lt;br /&gt;We are both well for the most part, though my chest pain seems to be coming back again. We are going down to Bangkok tonight for a scheduled checkup of my stomach ulcers tomorrow so while we are there we will see if we can get some of the chest pain medicine that seemed to work before. Please pray for our safety and our rest as we are traveling by overnight bus and they are not the easiest things in which to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am enjoying both being back at work with the Kids and also a slightly reduced schedule as a way to aid my recovery. Currently I'm on 4 days per week but will go back to full time in the next week or two. 9 of our 11 kids have started attending school every day which makes the place seem empty for most of the day (until they get home--then you know they're definitely there!!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please continue to pray for strength for myself and Ryan as we continue to grieve the loss of my Uncle Rick. The loss is made so much worse by the distance from family and close friends and even though living in Thailand meant i rarely got to see him while he lived, it is still hard to know that I'll never see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The DTS enters its final week of lectures next week and wow has time flown! It seems like just yesterday that we were welcoming the students! they have all had amazing Changes and growth in their lives over the past 4 and a half months but you can be sure there is plenty more to come with them going on the 5 week outreach in the start of June. I am not going on outreach but will be busy working at the base doing as yet unknown (by ANYONE) tasks. I also have spoken with our Thai language teacher about going to see her every day during that time and then after the DTS if finished too. I should be able to talk Thai much gooder than I can now by the next time I see you all. (Maybe even better than my English! :-P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all once again for your support over the past month. Your prayers were definitely felt, and your gifts enabled us to cover medical bills and helped us get to the States and also will help to get us Health insurance. It has been amazing to know that we have all your love and care. God is the provider of all good things and we know he has provided us with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Points&lt;br /&gt;Grayce's Health&lt;br /&gt;That we would continue to walk in God's path and step out where He leads.&lt;br /&gt;That we would continue to be growing in him and hearing his voice in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;That He would Grant us the strength to do his will in a foreign country away from family and friends&lt;br /&gt;that we would be able to trust him on a deeper level as we walk out His will.&lt;br /&gt;That we would continue to Grow in our relationship with each other as we learn how to become husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;Grayce and Ryan Munyard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-727242198666056247?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/727242198666056247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=727242198666056247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/727242198666056247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/727242198666056247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-friends-i-trust-that-this-email.html' title=''/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-5552099278907516519</id><published>2007-07-15T19:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:13:09.815+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting news!!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;Hey Everyone, Well you know how  I told you about how Im serious&lt;br /&gt;relationship with Ryan Munyard..... well it just got a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;serious! That's right, we're officially engaged! we're thinking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a wedding in early January. We'll let you know more details later. See&lt;br /&gt;below for pics of the ring and Ryan and myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayce Hollingsworth (soon to be Munyard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/817513183/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/817513183_4556f495e8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_1815" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/817521963/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1177/817521963_005570e16c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_1727" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/817526679/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1338/817526679_70341b2d92.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_1747" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/818418706/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1229/818418706_5da7eb66ca.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_1827" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/817531531/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1396/817531531_f66f6b16d5.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_1681" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-5552099278907516519?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5552099278907516519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=5552099278907516519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5552099278907516519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5552099278907516519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/07/exciting-news-d.html' title='Exciting news!!! :D'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/817513183_4556f495e8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-3446996618673959153</id><published>2007-06-22T11:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:05:50.770+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know it’s been a crazy long time since I have sent out an update&lt;br /&gt;letter. I’m soooo very sorry that I have taken so long.  There is a lot&lt;br /&gt;to update on, so here I go. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know I have sent some things asking for prayer for little Hope. She&lt;br /&gt;broke her femur bone in her left leg. She has gone through quite a lot with her healing process. She had to have three surgeries. She was in traction for a long time, and then a wheel chair for a few weeks. Praise God, she is finally walking again. You can tell by the way she walks that there’s still healing that needs to be done. She is limping a lot.  This has been a very long and hard time for her. She has gone through a lot. Her spirits were up and down a lot (mostly down) at first. Now she is really quite joyful and happy. I can see her going through a lot of change. I really can see how having a lot of one on one time with us nannies has been good for her. I can see how God can turn anything into good. He has such an amazing way of doing that. Please remember to keep her in your prayers. It’s amazing to see her smile as she is walking. You can see on her face how happy she is to be up and out again. Praise Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/585346130/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1013/585346130_59eaa082fd.jpg" alt="DSCF0161" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/585346188/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1212/585346188_4d9414f986.jpg" alt="DSCF0306" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In September Foon and Hope will start going to the FLC School here in Chiang Rai. There are very excited to be going.  They are doing a small summer school thing right now. It seems like there loving it.  The Family Learning Center is the local missionary school. You can find out more about it on their website: http://www.flcschool.com/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The Internship I have been doing over the past year is coming to an end. I will be able to start working full time at the home. I can’t wait. It’s been a lot of fun studying Thai, but I very much look forward to having more time with the kids. I think that even though I will be busier next month with working full time I will try to keep some time to study. I still have a ways to go with speaking. My reading and writing Thai has come faster then speaking. Please keep me in your prayers with learning this language; it is a very difficult one to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/562433632/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1277/562433632_ff5cf41d78.jpg" alt="IMG_4203" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am thankful to God for my teacher. She is not a Christian but I have had many opportunities to talk with her about Christ. We have spent hours just talking about God and his love. She is very interested in learning more about Jesus. I believe she is close to believing. Please pray for Ploy, she seems very eager to know more about God. Pray that God keeps drawing her to Himself and that He would give me wisdom with the questions she asks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have started teaching the girls ballet and it’s been so much fun.  They’ve enjoyed it so much that the boys wanted to join, so now I will have one day a week that I teach ballet to the girls and do excises with all the kids. Mostly on exercise days I just but some music on and we play and dance around. They are all so cute. The girls really want some ballet clothes and I was wondering if anyone would like to send some to them? I can get some here but I have to go to Chiang Mai and there not as good quality things that you can get in the states. If anyone as any old ballet outfits or shoes for girl’s ages 3 to 7 it would be very much appreciated if you wanted to donate them.  Bam very much wants an outfit she asks me for one almost every class.  She enjoys dancing the most I think. I will be working on doing a little dance with them around Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/417020125/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/417020125_dc0772ae35.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Grain and Foon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share with you all something very exciting going on in my life.  I am in a serious relationship with Ryan Munyard. He is from Australia. I met Ryan here in Chiang Rai last June. He came to Thailand to visit a friend who was in my DTS.  Ryan and I did not really speak much when he was here, but we started becoming close friends through chatting on Skype. We talked and talked, and by September we realized that there was something more than just friendship coming along here. We sought God on how to pursue our relationship. God told us to wait. So we waited. It was not always easy waiting on God's timing in our relationship. We set boundaries on how often we would speak to each other and how we spoke to each other. We wanted to remain friends until God gave us the peace to pursue something more. God taught us both a lot about patience and trust during that time. Ryan came here to Chiang Rai in January to do a DTS.  We sought God on our next step.  Through prayer and the wisdom of our leaders here, we decided that we would start courting with a view towards engagement.  So that is the short story up to where we are now. We are courting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/399903784/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/399903784_a334b5e56c.jpg" alt="IMG_3908" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's Photos http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan’s blog http://munnayard.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ryan will be staffing the next 3 DTS schools here in Chiang Rai. He is very gifted with leadership. I know that I am very blessed to have Ryan in my life. He is everything and more that I have prayed for in a man. His heart is pure and I’m very much in love with him. God has blessed me more then words can express by giving me Ryan.  Please keep us in your prayers as we seek God on the steps we take together. Our biggest desire is to honor God with our whole lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/585036835/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1366/585036835_aa8e3dd85d_o.jpg" alt="536447987_af28f8b152" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this next news really does not have much to do with me, but I’m very excited to say that my sister Rebecca is having her first baby.  William David Roerink is due on September 26, 2007. I’m very excited for Rebecca and Chad. Part of me is also very sad that I can’t be there with her in the time. One thing that I seem to always be learning is the sacrifice in living so far away. It’s hardest in times like this.  God is still so faithful though. I have learned that when serving him there really is no sacrifice in it. One of my favorite songs is by Jason Upton. I'll write the lyrics at the bottom so you can read them.  I try to make the words of that song the way I live my life. Sometimes I’m good at it others I depend wholly on God.  I like the times that I have to depend wholly on Him. I don't like the way my life is when I try to take it in my own hands. God’s ways are far better than mine, so I’m learning to really love those times of leaning on Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I have had a few of those times that I just had to run to God and have Him hold me. A little while ago, my house was broken into and my computer and camera were stolen. I realized I had a choice in that time to trust God and know that He is looking out for me or to blame God and ask why would He let this happen. I’m glad that I chose the first. See I learned that things can be taken from me but no one can ever take away the love I have for God and the love He has for me.  He is my number one in life. Yeah, not having a computer is not easy, but God is still there with me, loving me and being my best friend. I also realized that the enemy can’t win. See, he may have thought oh if I take Grayce's laptop she will draw away from God. But what happened is I became closer to Him. A distraction was taken away in my life. I was able to use the time that I would normally get online as a time to spend with God, reading my bible, praying. . . So, the enemy loses again. I’m trusting God that He will provide for me in the loss of my computer. I’m learning in a new way how to wait on Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/435138190/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/435138190_2e20793be0.jpg" alt="Bed time." height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     God is so amazing and I just can’t express how extraordinarily blessed I feel to have God in my life. I pray that we will all keep seeking Him and that more people will come to know the God I know. I pray that He will use us in bringing Him to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well I guess I will be signing off now. I will really try to keep updates coming more often then I have been. I know I’m probably the worst at getting them out. Please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Grayce Hollingsworth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer requests – Please pray for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Continued healing for Hope's leg&lt;br /&gt;   * My boss Penny as her cancer has come back.&lt;br /&gt;         o her healing and peace for her and her family&lt;br /&gt;         o peace for all of us here as she is a true blessing on our life at Baan Nam Jai&lt;br /&gt;   * God's leading for Ryan and me&lt;br /&gt;   * Hope and Foon starting school in September&lt;br /&gt;   * finding a new house to live in by September because the one I’m living in now, I have been subleasing for a family and they return in the first week of September&lt;br /&gt;         o for God to open doors for a new house&lt;br /&gt;         o for finances for furniture - The house I’m in now came fully furnished so most likely I will need to buy some things for my next house&lt;br /&gt;   * for my sister as she gets closer to giving birth&lt;br /&gt;   * Finances to live in Thailand&lt;br /&gt;   * Wisdom as I share with my teacher Ploy about Christ&lt;br /&gt;   * Wisdom with working with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;by Jason Upton&lt;br /&gt;album: Faith (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my life, not just the parts I want to&lt;br /&gt;To you I sacrifice these dreams that I hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;br /&gt;To you I give the gifts&lt;br /&gt;Your love has given me&lt;br /&gt;How can I hoard the treasures that you've designed for free?&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my future&lt;br /&gt;As long as it may last&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my present&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my past&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-3446996618673959153?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3446996618673959153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=3446996618673959153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3446996618673959153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3446996618673959153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1013/585346130_59eaa082fd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-9129828912474081892</id><published>2007-06-21T12:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:09:43.228+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/214004023/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/214004023_9d4b02c9d7.jpg" alt="Garin and me!" height="500" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is Grain and my sister Deborah's birthday. GRain is 6 now. We had a wonderful fun party for him. He was so cute! He looks forword to his birthday eveyday of the year. He asks me just about everyday "today me bithday?" hehe its very cute! So it was fun seeing him on his birthday. Everytime anyone would just say Happy Birthday Grain he would just get so happy and jump up and down. I wish you could have seen him. :) Grain is one amazing little boy. He has come through a lot. When he first came to Baan Nam Jai he 2 years old and was very sick! He was given only a few months to live. But here he is now here he is turning 6. God has done amazing things in his life! Im so blessed to have this little guy in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/209841386/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/68/209841386_ed8ab2ff37.jpg" alt="Grain" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/254660993/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/101/254660993_9a34a138d4.jpg" alt="me and my sis!" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well My sister Deborah is now 25 years old. Im sad that I cant be with her on this birthday. Deborah and I are very close friends not just sisters. SHe has been my best friend my whole life. We went through ups and downs like any sisters would. God gave us something special though. She is my soul mate! Deborah is a huge blessing on my life. Its hard to not always be together, but God has blessed us with keeping our hearts close. I love Deborah very much and I hope she has a wonderful day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/254660995/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/84/254660995_bdfcc0d750.jpg" alt="me and my soul mate/sister!" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-9129828912474081892?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/9129828912474081892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=9129828912474081892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/9129828912474081892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/9129828912474081892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/214004023_9d4b02c9d7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-2146416867428020905</id><published>2007-06-17T15:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:06.087+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RnT7dChfSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IiMXsdZkQOk/s1600-h/Ryan+and+ME..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RnT7dChfSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IiMXsdZkQOk/s320/Ryan+and+ME..bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076959156265503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your eyes are full&lt;br /&gt;Full of the future of us&lt;br /&gt;The air changes as you look across&lt;br /&gt;At me in that wondering way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is as if&lt;br /&gt;I knew you before we spoke&lt;br /&gt;Do our hearts know something we don't?&lt;br /&gt;Conspiring, converging without giving us any say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, sing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Talk down my walls&lt;br /&gt;Look through my windows as I wait&lt;br /&gt;You could be the thief&lt;br /&gt;I give the key to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're ruining me&lt;br /&gt;With secrets and gestures and looks&lt;br /&gt;With sonnets from second-hand books&lt;br /&gt;Playing the chords in me nobody knew how to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fits in your hand like water in rain&lt;br /&gt;It unlocks our two different selves&lt;br /&gt;And shows we are the same&lt;br /&gt;Rather than wait `til I put me out for the taking&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking into my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I'm letting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brooke Fraser/The Thief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-2146416867428020905?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2146416867428020905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=2146416867428020905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2146416867428020905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2146416867428020905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/06/thief.html' title='The Thief'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RnT7dChfSmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IiMXsdZkQOk/s72-c/Ryan+and+ME..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-2513291056147339687</id><published>2007-05-04T09:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:50:20.247+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                  &lt;span class="textHeaderCaps"&gt;A psalm of David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is my light and my salvation—&lt;br /&gt;  so why should I be afraid?&lt;br /&gt;The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is my fortress, protecting me from danger,&lt;br /&gt;  so why should I tremble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; When evil people come to devour me,&lt;br /&gt;  when my enemies and foes attack me,&lt;br /&gt;  they will stumble and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; Though a mighty army surrounds me,&lt;br /&gt;  my heart will not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am attacked,&lt;br /&gt;  I will remain confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; The one thing I ask of the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;  the thing I seek most—&lt;br /&gt;is to live in the house of the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;  delighting in the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;'s perfections&lt;br /&gt;  and meditating in his Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; For he will conceal me there when troubles come;&lt;br /&gt;  he will hide me in his sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;  He will place me out of reach on a high rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; Then I will hold my head high&lt;br /&gt;  above my enemies who surround me.&lt;br /&gt;At his sanctuary I will offer sacrifices with shouts of joy,&lt;br /&gt;  singing and praising the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; with music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; Hear me as I pray, O L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  Be merciful and answer me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart has heard you say, "Come and talk with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  And my heart responds, "L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, I am coming.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; Do not turn your back on me.&lt;br /&gt;  Do not reject your servant in anger.&lt;br /&gt;  You have always been my helper.&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me now; don't abandon me,&lt;br /&gt;  O God of my salvation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; Even if my father and mother abandon me,&lt;br /&gt;  the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; will hold me close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; Teach me how to live, O L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  Lead me along the right path,&lt;br /&gt;  for my enemies are waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; Do not let me fall into their hands.&lt;br /&gt;  For they accuse me of things I've never done;&lt;br /&gt;  with every breath they threaten me with violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; Yet I am confident I will see the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;'s goodness&lt;br /&gt;  while I am here in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt; Wait patiently for the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  Be brave and courageous.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, wait patiently for the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-2513291056147339687?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2513291056147339687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=2513291056147339687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2513291056147339687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2513291056147339687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/05/psalm-27.html' title='Psalm 27'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-201478880127455866</id><published>2007-04-22T15:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:38:49.505+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you blog when you have so much to say and don’t know where to start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I guess I will start with saying Happy birthday to beautiful Mae. She turned 6 years old today. Mae is one amazing little girl. Her smile would melt your heart. She is a true blessing to be around. Sometimes I just can’t get over how blessed I am to have her and all the kids in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/431975959/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/431975959_01ce517ff9_m.jpg" alt="Mae" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay so now what do I talk about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have started teaching ballet to Mae, Nui and Bam. Right now I’m teaching with Jackie (there kidney teacher) She will be moving back to the states soon, so I will be taking over the class. It has been so much fun to teach them. I just love it. They really love taking and just love it when we pretend to be animals. I love being able to dance again too. Things at Baan Num Jai are going great. The kids are really growing up and I just feel so blessed to be there to see it. Its hard to express in words how much a child can bless your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/311714061/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/122/311714061_2675f590a6_m.jpg" alt="Joisah and Belle" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a new housemate. My amazing friend Katie Allen from my DTS is back and she is going to live with me! :) It’s been so awesome to have my Katie back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/448401147/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/252/448401147_0d009cacbf_m.jpg" alt="Katie and Graycie" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Having Ryan in my life is just another blessing on my life. I just love having him in my life. I’m growing to love him more and more each day. He is on outreach right now and Im missing him like crazy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/448401308/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/448401308_eef44597b5_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="I love you guy. . . guy I just love you!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I really have so much more to update on but I’m about to go to Chaing Mai for a few days for fun. And I need to get ready. :) I will try to punish another blog very soon. I miss you all and love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Got to RUN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/465799838/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/465799838_0962831e72_m.jpg" alt="April.2007 160" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-201478880127455866?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/201478880127455866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=201478880127455866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/201478880127455866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/201478880127455866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-do-you-blog-when-you-have-so-much.html' title='How do you blog when you have so much to say and don’t know where to start?'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/431975959_01ce517ff9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-659665050766387645</id><published>2007-03-14T20:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:22:06.608+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimie ticked  me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: left;"&gt;This is how it works. If you have been "ticked" you have to write 6 weird/funny things about yourself in a blog. Then you have to "tick" 6 new players, and list there names. You also have to write the rules to the game. When you "tick" your 6 just leave a comment saying that they've just been "ticked", and that they have to read your blog for more info. (I Grayce don’t know enough people with bloger so I’m “ticking” some of my myspace friends. If you have a myspace just do it in your blog there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I add salt to my potato chips. (and lots of other things)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/lewis-has-twin.html"&gt;I had one little orange cat named Lewis then one day he multiplied!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was little I told my uncle Rick to paint his van purple because it was my favorite color and he did!!&lt;br /&gt;4. I’m American but I live in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I'm in love with a Aussie from &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Perth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and my best friend is from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Norway&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and she is marrying my “bro” who is a aussie. Oh and I have always said &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Melbourne&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; like a true Aussie would. I also really like vegemite.&lt;br /&gt;5.I love to eat pickles and peppers from the jar. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;Since I can remember my very favorite gift to get is socks!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: left;"&gt;I have "ticked"  Will, Mama Newnice, Camille&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;Deborah, Katie Allen and Tom! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-659665050766387645?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/659665050766387645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=659665050766387645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/659665050766387645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/659665050766387645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/kimie-ticked-me.html' title='Kimie ticked  me!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-6218065441730598479</id><published>2007-03-04T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:06.331+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RerEr13xP3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/r_zNtxSxTh8/s1600-h/IMG_4305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RerEr13xP3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/r_zNtxSxTh8/s320/IMG_4305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038055390641733490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hope in her cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask people to pray for little Hope she broke her upper left leg last week. She has been in a lot of pain from it.  So we took her to have it X-RAY and found out that it’s not healing well, so today she went to Chaing Mai so that she can have surgery. Please pray that the doctors will be able to fix it through surgery and also pray for all those taking care of her. The doctors and nannies. Thank you so much for your prayer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-6218065441730598479?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6218065441730598479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=6218065441730598479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6218065441730598479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6218065441730598479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/pray-for-hope.html' title='Pray for Hope.'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RerEr13xP3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/r_zNtxSxTh8/s72-c/IMG_4305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-5154517170574588283</id><published>2007-02-23T23:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:06.659+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan James</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rd8XSHJPkwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rEsAx8Pr7OM/s1600-h/IMG_3900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rd8XSHJPkwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rEsAx8Pr7OM/s320/IMG_3900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034768508346405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I wanted to let the world know that I have met an amazing man of God. His name is Ryan James Munyard. I met Ryan back at the end of my DTS. We became good friends through skype. We have been in love for a while now but waited on Gods timing to start a courting relationship. God has blessed us so we don’t have to wait anymore. Ryan is an amazing blessing from God to me. I have learned so much with God through this time of getting to know Ryan. It’s been amazing. I can’t wait for the more God will teach us together. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-5154517170574588283?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5154517170574588283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=5154517170574588283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5154517170574588283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5154517170574588283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/ryan-james.html' title='Ryan James'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rd8XSHJPkwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rEsAx8Pr7OM/s72-c/IMG_3900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-2969627797007482762</id><published>2007-02-06T10:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:06.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RcgBRInGgII/AAAAAAAAAF0/HqvGHPD_xkQ/s1600-h/292118607_07401da369_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RcgBRInGgII/AAAAAAAAAF0/HqvGHPD_xkQ/s320/292118607_07401da369_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028270377840050306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hope is six years old today. She is a beautiful little girl inside and out. Her smile melts my heart. Her hugs bring me joy. I really can’t express in words how much Hope has touched my life. She holds a price of my heart that no one else does. If only everyone was as blessed as I am to have this little one in there life, then you might understand how amazing she is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hope is a wonderful little girl. She is very much a want to be mommy. I think her favorite thing to do is help to take care of Josiah (the youngest at bnj). She loves that little boy so much it’s a real blessing to see. I really am so blessed to have Hope in my life. I pray that God would really teach me how to give her what she needs. I pray that she would grow and learn in him. Hope you have blessed me to so much just by being who you are. Thank you Lord for Hope! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-2969627797007482762?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2969627797007482762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=2969627797007482762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2969627797007482762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2969627797007482762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-hope.html' title='Happy Birthday Hope!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RcgBRInGgII/AAAAAAAAAF0/HqvGHPD_xkQ/s72-c/292118607_07401da369_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-2197213892962611579</id><published>2007-01-29T18:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:07.089+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 31 years!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rb6gIhiPHNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/C8BkUe8vA0M/s1600-h/373631271_6b0705106f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rb6gIhiPHNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/C8BkUe8vA0M/s320/373631271_6b0705106f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025630302493416658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my wonderful Parents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 31 years of being married! I love you both so very much. I’m thankful to God that you are my parents. I pray that God really blesses your life together. That even though it’s been 31 years already that the more years to come will be amazing for you. I love you both. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my love your daughter,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Graci Liz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-2197213892962611579?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2197213892962611579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=2197213892962611579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2197213892962611579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2197213892962611579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-31-years.html' title='Happy 31 years!!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/Rb6gIhiPHNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/C8BkUe8vA0M/s72-c/373631271_6b0705106f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-3632668974503469297</id><published>2006-12-31T17:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:07.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewis has a twin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZeMEPdxqKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0D0JQJs8Qqw/s1600-h/IMG_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZeMEPdxqKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0D0JQJs8Qqw/s400/IMG_3182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014630714599123106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I have Lewis a little orange cat that I have had for a few months now. Well last week he multiplied!! A cat that looks almost exactly the same has made her self at home. She comes through the little kitty door and she really seems to enjoy sleeping on my couch. Lewis seems to like her too (I think it may be love). It’s just so funny because they look so much alike! Almost to the key. There eyes are different but other then that there almost exactly the same. I don’t think that she will be leaving anytime soon. I have tried locking her outside but then she just sits out the door and cries to be let in. So I guess I have two little orange cats now. I have decided to call her Lorelai. Oh and she is not the only cat that comes around there is a black cat that seems to like my house as well. He has not made it his home yet like Lorelai. Let’s hope it stays that way! I really don’t want to be the neighborhood cat lady! Even though my house seems to have become the neighborhood house for cats! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-3632668974503469297?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3632668974503469297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=3632668974503469297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3632668974503469297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3632668974503469297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/lewis-has-twin.html' title='Lewis has a twin!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZeMEPdxqKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0D0JQJs8Qqw/s72-c/IMG_3182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-4828062815089611428</id><published>2006-12-30T01:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:10.136+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m always missing someone. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="times new roman" style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; miss so many peo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ple it’s almost unbelievable. My heart longs to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with all the people I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVnCPvNDGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X2Kckim_7ik/s1600-h/014_14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVnCPvNDGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X2Kckim_7ik/s200/014_14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014027048428833890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;though because I live far from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; them. Yet then I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; here that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; would miss if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I was not with them. It can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; really hard living the life I live. I have family and close friends in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; I also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; have close friends in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I have people all over the world that I love and miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;It’s so hard some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Oh I would love so much to be able to hug my sister again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="times new roman" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXNgvvNDYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/81kNdj9PQQo/s1600-h/DSCF3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXNgvvNDYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/81kNdj9PQQo/s200/DSCF3751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014139722600877442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Or to sit and talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with my best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; friends. I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;living here in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; but sometimes I really miss other places. How can one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;person have there heart in so many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; places. You hear people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;“your home is where your heart is”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: right;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So where does that leave me? Where is my home? &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? My heart is in each three of those places. How is that possible? My heart is with the Children, yet it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is also to be with my friends in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I long so much to be with my family in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVps_vNDMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2VO9-yxVl8M/s1600-h/335838935_2a84af1f6d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVps_vNDMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2VO9-yxVl8M/s200/335838935_2a84af1f6d_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014029981891497154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I know that I am in the place God wants me for now. Don’t get me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wrong I love so much living in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Chiang Rai. I love my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;job so&lt;br /&gt;much. I’m so blessed to be doing what I do. The kids bless my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; more then words can express. I just guess I’m home sick for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; places where my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heart is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes God may ask you to walk a harder road but it's the more rewarding road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I get sad sometimes walking this road and yes I feel pain. There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXN1fvNDZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oO7muUNjR0Q/s1600-h/IMG_2915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXN1fvNDZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oO7muUNjR0Q/s200/IMG_2915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014140079083163026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; are times that I just want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; give up and not go on. I feel so sacred and alone and all I want is to just stop and give up. It can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; be so hard to just keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been reading the book&lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-places-youll-go.html"&gt; “Oh, the Places You'll Go” by Dr.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-places-youll-go.html"&gt; Seuss.&lt;/a&gt; Yes I know it’s a kids book but I work with kids so what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; can you do. :-) But anyways the part when he is all alone. When I come to that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; of the book God always speaks softly to me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am NOT alone so when I go on I don’t have to go alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVr_vvNDRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gByNkffkvGM/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVr_vvNDRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gByNkffkvGM/s200/IMG_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014032503037299986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;He is right there with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even if I cant always feel him. He is always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVojvvNDKI/AAAAAAAAABA/gaWKR67di1E/s1600-h/%21Tuesday+Devotions.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVojvvNDKI/AAAAAAAAABA/gaWKR67di1E/s200/%21Tuesday+Devotions.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014028723466079394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lately I have been really sad because I miss people I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love. I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; felt alone. I have been scared and felt like giving up. But on I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go. Even though I so badly miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; them I would not change anything about my life. God has blessed me more then I ever thought possible and all I did was say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Lord I give you all of my life” &lt;/span&gt;I may miss people deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and I might even wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sometimes that I could just be with them always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVqnfvNDOI/AAAAAAAAABg/rloXCH2et2s/s1600-h/191890909_23d05fb531%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVqnfvNDOI/AAAAAAAAABg/rloXCH2et2s/s200/191890909_23d05fb531%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014030986913844450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Where my pain is with missing people there also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; is my joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVn4fvNDII/AAAAAAAAAAw/MRb6tkQ1iyY/s1600-h/from+Jade+dec.+23.+2006+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVn4fvNDII/AAAAAAAAAAw/MRb6tkQ1iyY/s200/from+Jade+dec.+23.+2006+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014027980436737154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See I have people all over the world that I love and love me. I have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;family that yes misses me but supports the work I do. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; have close friends all over that love me and I love. I have so many people to be thankful for. If I had said no to God and stayed in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; I would have missed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; on my blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am learning that I can give my life to God and not feel fear but more so I can be excited on the things he will do in my life (the fear does still come in sometimes. I am still human). Because I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;said to God “I give you all of my life” there are ten beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; children that I get the blessing of helping to raise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because I said to God I would go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and do anything for you I now have close friends all over the world that I don’t know what I would do with out. &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Mark+8%3A35&amp;search.x=12&amp;amp;search.y=10"&gt;I am so blessed because I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Mark+8%3A35&amp;search.x=12&amp;amp;search.y=10"&gt; gave up my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Mark+8%3A35&amp;search.x=12&amp;amp;search.y=10"&gt; to live the life he &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Mark+8%3A35&amp;search.x=12&amp;amp;search.y=10"&gt;has for me.&lt;/a&gt; I just came across this quote from &lt;a href="http://www.wholesomewords.org/biography/biorpstudd.html"&gt;C.T Studd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXNB_vNDXI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZTrq4v-k2Iw/s1600-h/Christmas+2005+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZXNB_vNDXI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZTrq4v-k2Iw/s200/Christmas+2005+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014139194319900018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“If Jesus Christ is God and died for me, then no sacrifice can be to great for me to make for him”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was his life motto and  Im trying to make it mine as we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ll. I love God with all of my heart and I trust him with my life. So there really is no sacrifice when walking with him. My heart is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to ALWAYS seek after God's heart. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I guess my home&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;where my heart is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My hea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;rt &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;     &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My home is in him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZYDAfvNDaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LQBVvXMkeZ4/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZYDAfvNDaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LQBVvXMkeZ4/s200/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014198542177996194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZYDhPvNDbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zwU13nAgjX8/s1600-h/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZYDhPvNDbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zwU13nAgjX8/s200/DSC01274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014199104818711986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVq9_vNDPI/AAAAAAAAABo/dOfau4hWQUE/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RZVq9_vNDPI/AAAAAAAAABo/dOfau4hWQUE/s200/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014031373460901106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; 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&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day.&lt;br /&gt;You're off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;You're off and away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have brains in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You have feet in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;You can steer yourself&lt;br /&gt;any direction you choose.&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own.  And you know what you know.&lt;br /&gt;And YOU  are the guy who'll decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll look up and down streets.  Look 'em over with care.&lt;br /&gt;About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."&lt;br /&gt;With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,&lt;br /&gt;you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not find any&lt;br /&gt;you'll want to go down.&lt;br /&gt;In that case, of course,&lt;br /&gt;you'll head straight out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's opener there&lt;br /&gt;in the wide open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there things can happen&lt;br /&gt;and frequently do&lt;br /&gt;to people as brainy&lt;br /&gt;and footsy as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when things start to happen,&lt;br /&gt;don't worry.  Don't stew.&lt;br /&gt;Just go right along.&lt;br /&gt;You'll  start happening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be on your way up!&lt;br /&gt;You'll be seeing great sights!&lt;br /&gt;You'll join the high fliers&lt;br /&gt;who soar to high heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when you don' t&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say so&lt;br /&gt;but, sadly, it's true&lt;br /&gt;and Hang-ups&lt;br /&gt;can happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get all hung up&lt;br /&gt;in a prickle-ly perch.&lt;br /&gt;And your gang will fly on.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be left in a Lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come down from the Lurch&lt;br /&gt;with an unpleasant bump.&lt;br /&gt;And the chances are, then,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll be in a Slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're in a Slump,&lt;br /&gt;you're not in for much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Un-slumping yourself&lt;br /&gt;is not easily done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.&lt;br /&gt;Some windows are lighted.  But mostly they're darked.&lt;br /&gt;A place you could sprain both you elbow and chin!&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare to stay out?  Do you dare to go in?&lt;br /&gt;How much can you lose? How much can you win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And IF  you go in, should you turn left or right...&lt;br /&gt;or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?&lt;br /&gt;Or go around back and sneak in from behind?&lt;br /&gt;Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,&lt;br /&gt;for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get so confused&lt;br /&gt;that you'll start in to race&lt;br /&gt;down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace&lt;br /&gt;and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,&lt;br /&gt;headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.&lt;br /&gt;       The Waiting Place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for people just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a  train to go&lt;br /&gt;or a bus to come, or a plane to go&lt;br /&gt;or the mail to come, or the rain to go&lt;br /&gt;or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow&lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for a Yes or a No&lt;br /&gt;or waiting for their hair to grow.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the fish to bite&lt;br /&gt;or waiting for wind to fly a kite&lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for Friday night&lt;br /&gt;or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake&lt;br /&gt;or a pot to boil, or a Better Break&lt;br /&gt;or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants&lt;br /&gt;or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;That's not for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you'll escape&lt;br /&gt;all that waiting and staying.&lt;br /&gt;You'll find the bright places&lt;br /&gt;where Boom Bands are playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With banner flip-flapping,&lt;br /&gt;once more you'll ride high!&lt;br /&gt;Ready for anything under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Ready because you're that kind of a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!&lt;br /&gt;There are points to be scored.  there are games to be won.&lt;br /&gt;And the magical things you can do with that ball&lt;br /&gt;will make you the winning-est winner of all.&lt;br /&gt;Fame!  You'll be famous as famous can be,&lt;br /&gt;with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when they don't.&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that some  times&lt;br /&gt;you'll play lonely games too.&lt;br /&gt;Games you can't win&lt;br /&gt;'cause you'll play against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  Alone!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not,&lt;br /&gt;Alone will be something&lt;br /&gt;you'll be quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're alone, there's a very good chance&lt;br /&gt;you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.&lt;br /&gt;There are some, down the road between hither and yon,&lt;br /&gt;that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on you will go&lt;br /&gt;though the weather be foul&lt;br /&gt;On you will go&lt;br /&gt;though your enemies prowl&lt;br /&gt;On you will go&lt;br /&gt;though the Hakken-Kraks howl&lt;br /&gt;Onward up many&lt;br /&gt;a frightening creek,&lt;br /&gt;though your arms may get sore&lt;br /&gt;and your sneakers may leak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on you will hike&lt;br /&gt;and I know you'll hike far&lt;br /&gt;and face up to your problems&lt;br /&gt;whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll get mixed up, of course,&lt;br /&gt;as you already know.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get mixed up&lt;br /&gt;with many strange birds as you go.&lt;br /&gt;So be sure when you step.&lt;br /&gt;Step with care and great tact&lt;br /&gt;and remember that Life's&lt;br /&gt;a Great Balancing Act.&lt;br /&gt;Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.&lt;br /&gt;And never  mix up your right foot with your left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You will, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;(98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray&lt;br /&gt;or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,&lt;br /&gt;you're off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day!&lt;br /&gt;Your mountain is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;So...get on your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dr. Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-6635863397406819669?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6635863397406819669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=6635863397406819669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6635863397406819669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6635863397406819669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-places-youll-go.html' title='Oh, the Places You&apos;ll Go!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/330482370_506490c60e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-8228780272635021773</id><published>2006-12-20T13:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:10.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gran Anne!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RYon2fvNDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SL7_HcP8dHI/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RYon2fvNDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SL7_HcP8dHI/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010861352589003842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gran Anne you are so amazing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you so much and I thank  my Lord that he was so kind to bless me with you for my Grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a better place with you in it Gran Anne. Your heart is so very big and full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I can be even half of the person you are. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that your birthday was a wonderful time full of Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was able to be there with you but you are ALWAYS in my HEART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we had together of watching Gilmore Girls and just talking. All of my life I have looked up to you and prayed that God would give me a heart like yours.  You are one of the most amazing people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-8228780272635021773?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/8228780272635021773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=8228780272635021773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/8228780272635021773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/8228780272635021773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-gran-anne.html' title='Happy Birthday Gran Anne!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/RYon2fvNDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SL7_HcP8dHI/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-4376771196282595230</id><published>2006-11-28T22:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:20:10.899+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I surrender all . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="sfTrackTitle blocker"&gt;SURRENDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="sfTrackTitle blocker"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="sfAuthor"&gt;Marc James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving You my heart and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; that is within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay it all down for the sake of You my King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt;, I'm laying down &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm giving up my pride for the promise of new life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All to You, all to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im singing You this song, Im waiting at the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the world holds dear, I count it all as loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of knowing Your for the glory of Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To know the lastin joy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;even sharing in Your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-4376771196282595230?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/4376771196282595230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=4376771196282595230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/4376771196282595230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/4376771196282595230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-surrender-all.html' title='I surrender all . . .'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-7624611333926582398</id><published>2006-11-23T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:58:52.615+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love thanksgiving. Since I can remember I have loved this day. It’s a day where you can really think about everything you’re thankful for. I try to always be thankful for the blessing in my life. It’s just nice to have a whole day where you can really just let your self feel thankful and blessed. I remember when I was a little I loved on thanksgiving to say all the things that I was thankful for. My favorite thing was to say I was thankful for the trees. I know this might sound silly but I remember thinking how God is so cool because if he did not make trees we would not be alive because we need the trees so that we can breathe. So I made sure to always say that I was thankful for the trees. Of course I’m still thankful for trees but while I sit here today I think more about the people in my life that I’m thankful and how blessed I am to know them. I think over my life and all the people that have come and gone and I just feel so very blessed. This year God has brought some of the most amazing people into my life. I can’t get over how blessed I have been this year with new friends. I also think a lot about my family today. How blessed I am to have them as my family. I got to talk with some of my family today, first I talked to my best friend in the whole world (my sister Deborah) It was amazing to just talk with her. Then I got to talk with my daddy who I have not talked to in so long. We talked a lot about my kids and remembered back to when I was a little girl. Talking to my family was a huge blessing to me today. While I was sitting there talking with them I just felt so happy to have them in my life. I love you guys I miss you so much and I’m soooo thankful that you are in my life Deborah, Rebecca, Kati, Mom and Daddy. God has blessed me so much with all of you. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just love this feeling of thankfulness. I long to live in thankfulness always. I want to each day be thankful for the blessings God has given me. But more so I long to be thankful to God even when I can’t seem to see the blessing and only see the hardness of life. I’m so blessed to know God. I’m blessed that each day I can become closer to my Lord. I’m so thankful that Jesus Christ is in my life. The best thing that has even happen in my life was Jesus. He is the love of my life. He is my best friend. He is my ALL. In everything that’s gone on in my life he has always been there with me. I may have not seen him there at the times but he was there holding me walking with me teaching me. I sit here today feeling so very blessed. Blessed because I can look at the things that the Lord has done in my life and be thankful. Thank you Father so much for everything you have done in my life. For the family you gave me for the friends you gave me. Thank you so much for the children that you blessed me with here at baan num jai. Lord help me to always be thankful for your blessings. To always have joy in you. Farther bless my family and friends today. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love you Lord. AMAN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-7624611333926582398?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/7624611333926582398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=7624611333926582398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/7624611333926582398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/7624611333926582398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-959215727314648989</id><published>2006-10-26T20:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:54:56.678+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-d9.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594046024409&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;il=1" width="350" height="262" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;a style="vertical-align:middle" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594046024409&amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/h2/72057594046024409/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594046024409&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=16&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=72057594046024409&amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I think back over my life I thank God that you were in it always. I know that I am truly blessed to live the life I live. I thank God everyday for bringing me here to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.  I love what I do with all my heart. The children bring me more joy then words can express. It’s just sometimes, like on my birthday that I realize that I’m not with you. That I cant just get in my car and come and see you. That when I’m sad I can’t come and receive the hug I need from you . . . . That when you’re sad that I can’t run and give you the hug you need. Even a phone call is not something I can do whenever I want or need. You are 12 hours away from me . . . all the way around the world. Times like on my birthday are when it hits me just how far away you are. Or times when I just NEED my sister’s hugs are times that it’s hard to be so far away. When I remember back to our times together. . . .I’m filled with JOY but also SADNESS because I know that it will be a long time before I SEE you again . . . before I can hug you again. Our lives are changing we are moving and live away from one another now . . . but I will always hold you in my heart. No matter where life takes us you will always be in my heart! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love you my sisters so very much and I feel so blessed that you are MY sisters! Even though it’s hard at times to not be with you always, you will always be in my heart. We have a special friendship as well has being sisters I thank God for that. I thank God that you are in my life Deborah, Rebecca and Kathleen! I love you and I miss you so more then words can let me express! Thank you for being not just my sisters but also my best friends! I love you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love your sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-959215727314648989?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/959215727314648989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=959215727314648989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/959215727314648989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/959215727314648989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you . . .'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-3449007705583320213</id><published>2006-10-25T12:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:29:07.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of encouragment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/279121023/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/120/279121023_2c77af62ec_o.jpg" alt="peaw and me" height="269" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hi Daddy. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm home now. I’m here with you. I’ve got many things to tell you. I love you dad and I know you want to hear me saying this everyday. Thank you dad for your arms that embrace me. The tears from my eyes are full of joy from your love. I promise you that from now on I will become a new person, spiritually and physically. I will truly belong to you. I'm going to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              I love you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me where am I? My child I’m with you and I will always be. It’s true that you are weak but when you are in me then you are strong. I love you so much, I couldn’t ever let you die. I’m so close to you. I can even feel the way you feel about all things. I know all your pain you are going through because I’m grieving with you. But now I’m going to set you free from all pain. Therefore you most stand firm. You don’t have to die to be free from the enemy because I have taken all your sins away. Now you are in me and you will live in me. I will lead you into the righteous path. My dear child I love you and I will never leave you because you are truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    You are my dearest daughter. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were words that my dear friend Peaw gave me while I was in DTS. Every time I read them I feel more love from my Farther God. It spoke to my heart back when she gave them to me and still does to this day. Thank you Father God for speaking to my friend Peaw and thank you Lord that she obeyed you and told me what you said! Lord thank you for the ways for speak to me. I love you Lord so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-3449007705583320213?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3449007705583320213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=3449007705583320213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3449007705583320213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/3449007705583320213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-daddy.html' title='Words of encouragment!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-6335657531331546674</id><published>2006-10-23T19:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:42:47.639+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUNISH that Bithday FUN! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-3e.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594045918526&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;il=1" width="350" height="262" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;a style="vertical-align:middle" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045918526&amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/h2/72057594045918526/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045918526&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=16&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=72057594045918526&amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-6335657531331546674?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6335657531331546674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=6335657531331546674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6335657531331546674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6335657531331546674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/punish-that-bithday-fun-d.html' title='PUNISH that Bithday FUN! :D'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-5099749916523581984</id><published>2006-10-20T12:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:54:01.115+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUNISH that YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/240560348/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/240560348/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Foon, Me, Bam" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/240560348_1a13d0c8a6_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s almost my birthday and I’m sitting here thinking about my year. . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much has happen this year.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a truly amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been a HARD . . . GOOD . . . HARD . . . GOOD . . . LIFE CHANGING year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year on my birthday I was in Jacksonville Fl, with my friends there. This year I am in Chiang Rai Thailand with my friends here.&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed this year. I moved to Thailand the biggest change. I did a &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/chiangrai/cr_dts.htm"&gt;DTS&lt;/a&gt; that was so amazing and life changing. My older sister got married. I started learning a new language. I’m doing what I have longed to since I was 15! I’m working with &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/chiangrai/openheart.htm"&gt;beautiful children&lt;/a&gt; and living as a missionary! So many things have changed over this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing that’s happen is my relationship with God has grown more then I ever thought &lt;strong&gt;possible.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My only prayer is that it will only grow more in the years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you sum up a year like I had . . . . . It was an amazing life changing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harder then I thought more rewarding then I thought. It was a year of centering my life on GOD! God is truly amazing! I pray that this next year I will be able to only GROW more in HIM. That he would become more of the center of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s hard to think about my life and not be thankful . . . I have had a lot of hurts and pains . . . but I am still thankful to my LORD for giving me life.&lt;br /&gt;I’m thankful for all that I have learned through those hurts and pains. That gives me hope that I will be able to learn and grow more in God in the hardships to come. That God IS with me HOLDING MY HAND helping me walk out &lt;strong&gt;his plans&lt;/strong&gt;. I have never been alone and I will ever be alone. God is ALWAYS with ME! Always GUIDING me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE has laid out my life before ONE day PASSED(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=psalm+139%3A16"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;psalm 139:16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;That gives me HOPE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I DON’T know what tomorrow will bring, I DID not KNOW what this year would bring! GOD was so FAITHFUL to me in so many ways this year. I have FAITH that GOD will KEEP being faithful in the years to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that even though I will STUMBLE I will not FALL because the Lord IS holding my HAND! (&lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=psalm+37%3A23-24"&gt;psalm 27:23–24&lt;/a&gt;) I pray that the steps I take WILL always be firm in GODS WAYS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LORD I pray that this next year will be one that GLORIFIES you. That you will help me with everything. Lord I want your ways over my own always. Help me to always trust you more. Lord thank you for all you have done in my LIFE and ALL that you are DOING. Lord thank you that my LIFE is not really mine, but YOURS! Lord please help me to not take it into my hands but to daily lay my life into yours. LORD thank you for everything that’s happen this year thank you for all you have been teaching me. LORD THANK YOU! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE you so much JESUS! Help me to always long to grow MORE in YOU! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-5099749916523581984?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5099749916523581984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=5099749916523581984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5099749916523581984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5099749916523581984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/punish-that-year.html' title='PUNISH that YEAR!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-852336556006736617</id><published>2006-10-17T11:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:02:45.495+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/939/3772/1600/Thumbs-Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/939/3772/200/Thumbs-Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night was an amazing night. I prayed with Bom to ask Jesus in his heart! As I was putting him to bed he asked me “Pi Grayce am I a Christian, what is a Christian” so I told him what it means to be a Christian and then I asked him if he believed with all his heart. Then I lead him in prayer. It was so amazing. I could see on his face joy while he was praying. The joy that it brought me can’t be explained in words. God is so GOOD! I feel so blessed that I was able to be used by God in that way. I really don’t know how to express in words what praying with Bom last night was like. It was AMAZING! God is GOOD! Over the past few weeks, the nannies and I have been praying with Bom about his dreams. He had been having very bad dreams and I prayed with him about it but also I told him that it’s important for him to pray out loud as well. So I would pray and ask Jesus to give him good dreams then have him pray after me. A few days later while I was giving goodnight kisses and hugs and prayers. Bom told me with a huge smile on his face “Pi Grayce I don’t have bad dreams for 3 nights. I pray and now I have no bad dreams!” I left work that night more amazed by Gods faithfulness. Last night I left even more amazed too. God is so amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-852336556006736617?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/852336556006736617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=852336556006736617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/852336556006736617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/852336556006736617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/bom.html' title='Bom'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-2647036595901136981</id><published>2006-10-07T13:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:39:30.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3327/20e27e71f78507203541567ba1b881b5/image9502.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/262841174/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/262841174/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="bed time storys!" src="http://static.flickr.com/113/262841174_ff59374156_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had so much FUN! Hope and Foon stayed the night with me it was amazing! We went to the night market with Pi Susie, Mae and Belle. We all walked around and saw all the fun exciting things to see. Everyone was able to buy a little something fun. We had a yummy sack to eat and then walked around a bit more. Then it was time to go home. It being past there bed time some of the little ones were falling asleep in the car ride home. Then Hope and Foon stayed at my house and Mae and Belle at Pi Susie’s. When we got home it was off to bed for them! We read a few stories then fell fast to sleep! The sweetness of a child. I love it. This morning we had lots of fun as well, we made pancakes and they ate bananas with there’s :-) We watched a little bit of a movie and then read a bit more in some books. Both Hope and Foon had lots of fun playing with Lewis (my kitten) I really loved having that special time with them. I realize so much when I’m with these kids that I’m so BLESSED by GOD! I thank him with all my heart for bringing me here to baan num jai. I don’t think that there are words to express how much these little ones mean to me! I love them so much and I know that I am truly blessed. I had a really good day yesterday! The children bring me so much JOY! I’m so blessed by God to have them apart of my life! I wish that I could fully express in words how special last night was for me with the kids. Some times I think it’s just hard to find those words that express your heart. None the less though last night was a special time! I love the children so much and I’m so blessed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-2647036595901136981?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2647036595901136981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=2647036595901136981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2647036595901136981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/2647036595901136981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-so-blessed.html' title='Im so blessed!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-6437835441075280013</id><published>2006-09-24T09:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:34:16.842+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKE UP CALL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was seriously no sleepinng for me! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/180862973/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Totally NACKERED out after the wedding!!" src="http://static.flickr.com/45/180862973_26daec7380_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other morning I woke up at like 5:30ish and felt so strongly to check my email!! I was not sure why I mean it was 5:30am on a Saturday morning!! The LAST thing I wanted to do was be awake, and why on earth should I check my email?! But I thought well if going down stairs to check my email would help me to fall back asleep then I will go. But there were no new emails! So pretty much at that point I was like seriously why am I not SLEEPING! So I went back to my bed. I decided that this most be God waking me up so I prayed and asked God to show me why he woke me up. Then it hit me. While I was looking at my emails to my friends I realized that in them I tell them heaps! I talk about things that are good, bad, hard, and serious but I also talk about a lot of silly things or little not really “important” things. God really spoke to my heart that yeah of course he wants me to seek him with the “big things” in my life. God is pleased that I keep going to him with all that’s in my heart. But when I was praying I realized that so much lately I have been giving God my heart desires and giving over my life to him. But I have been leaving him out of everything else. God wants me to talk with him about everything I do. The “big things” and also the “little things”. Because to God what we think to be little or meaningless, to God it’s ALL important! I talk with my bestfriends about everything so why don’t I talk to God about EVERYTHING. God made me the way that I am, so all the things that I do “big” or “little” he wants to be apart of it. If I find something really silly he wants to hear about it. God desires to know me Grayce Elizabeth, he longs for me to let him into ALL the parts of my life the BIG ones but also ALL the LITTLE ones! How cool is that?! I mean this is the God who created the world who made everything, he’s GOD and he wants to be my friend! That’s so amazing! God made us so that we could have relationship with him. He longs to be that bestfriend in my life that I run to with EVERYTHING not just with those "big things" not just when I’m not sure how to take those “big” steps but also he wants to be there when i'm taking those “little” steps! He wants to enjoy everything that I enjoy! I think this is so amazing! So I desire to not just keep letting God into only the “big” things but to also involve him with those “little” things. God is my bestfriend and just like with my friends here I tell them about everything. I tell them about things in my everyday life. About things that are serious but also all the silly things too. I long to always be closer to God then I am with my friends here. I want to yes of course seek him with those choices that affect my future but I always want to let him into my now! I mean like I want him in my everyday life! I want him to seriously be my BESTFRIEND! So even if I think it might be to “little” or “meaningless” for God to want to hear about. I know the truth is that God cares about EVERYTHING I care about so I will let him into my life! ALL the parts of my life! Even though it was 5:30am on a Saturday morning, I’m thankful to God for showing me that to him everything in my life is meaningful and  important! God is just pretty much amazing! I love him! I love how he speaks to me! If it’s through old emails to friends or through his voice or through the words in the bible! Or whatever way he uses! I just LOVE IT! God truly amazes me more and more. It’s AWESOME! REALLY and TURLY! (in the words of my sister Deborah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-6437835441075280013?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6437835441075280013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=6437835441075280013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6437835441075280013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/6437835441075280013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/09/wake-up-call.html' title='WAKE UP CALL!!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-5424925869742420441</id><published>2006-09-23T10:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T10:30:21.804+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eunice is coming home to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/92/250219433_b51ba9a7d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/87/250219436_4de21e041b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/183497710/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Pi'Eunice and Me" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/183497710_d4d6db6ac4_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/250219430/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="she is just so beautiful!" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/250219430_6d59207403_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/180850603/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Eunice and Me" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/180850603_d71304e60b_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazing friend &lt;a href="http://www.eunicenieuwburg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Euince Rebecca Nieuwburg&lt;/a&gt; from my dts will be here on September 28. I cant wait! she is coming here to staff with the DTS for 3 years. Eunice is one of my bestfriends and I am so thankful to my Lord that she is in my life! Im so glad that shes going to be here with me fully PUNISHING Chiang Rai! Eunice is a amazing woman of God and she has fed my soul so much! Thank you Jesus for my Mama Newnice! I love you sweetie and I look forward to seeing you again and giving you a huge HUG! Your a wonderful lady and any one who knows you is turly blessed! I sure am to know you! You are going to do amazing here in Thailand because God is with you and he will help you, and lead all your steps! I am here too so we will punish together! I CANT WAIT! I love you Eunice Rebecca! Your a ture blessing on my life! Thank you for being who you are and for becomeing one the bestfriends a girl could have! Your AMAZING! God bless you and I will see you on the 28th!!! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/250219433/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/250219433/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="what a cutie!" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/250219433_b51ba9a7d3_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/250219436/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="my mama newnice and me!" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/250219436_4de21e041b_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth/250219429/"&gt;&lt;img height="212" alt="me with my euince" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/250219429_71d59672fe_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-5424925869742420441?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5424925869742420441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=5424925869742420441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5424925869742420441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/5424925869742420441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/09/eunice-is-coming-home-to-me.html' title='Eunice is coming home to me!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-7568471827877401474</id><published>2006-09-22T21:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:04:15.769+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It is a safe thing to trust Him to fulfill the desire which He creates."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;God’s faithfulness....... Is God seriously ever not faithful? I mean seriously I think sometimes when Im laying something into Gods hands I think can I really trust that God will be faithful with this part of my life? Its like in the back of my head I think this will be that one time God wont be faithful to me. How silly is that?! I mean God seriously can’t not be faithful. He IS always faithful. ALWAYS! There has NEVER been a time in my life that God has not been faithful to me. He has and WILL always lead me to where he wants me. Every time I give God more of my life he shows me more about just how FAITHFUL he is. It seems strange to me that I think so often that God won’t be faithful. Time and time again though God reveals to me how faithful he is. I can always trust him with the things I lay down before him. In the book a Beautiful Way by Dan Bauman, he says &lt;strong&gt;"there is no fear that can keep us from obeying god"&lt;/strong&gt; this is so true! I think often my biggest fear is can I really trust God with my life, can I really trust him with the desires of my heart? But even though I have this fear that God might not always be faithful to me (has silly has that fear is) I wont let it keep me from obeying God. God asked me to give my life over to him, to trust him with my heart desires. So even though it’s a bit scary to fully surrender my life over to my Lord, I WILL give it to him. I have said it many times but it’s just so TURE, that Gods BEST is FAR better then my LITTLE good! God has been teaching me a lot lately about faith. Faith that what’s in my heart is from him. Faith to give my heart back to him. Faith to wait patiently for him to fulfill the desires of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I came across this quote by Amy Carmichael &lt;strong&gt;"It is a safe thing to trust Him to fulfill the desire which He creates." . . . . . .&lt;/strong&gt;WOW is pretty much what I thought when I read that quote! I knew this but I don’t know when I read it was like wow man that’s so true it is SAFE to TRUST God with the desires in my heart, because I gave my heart over to God so what’s there in my heart is what God amazing wonderful God placed there. So I will trust him with them. I will wait on his timing to fulfill them, because his timing is BEST! I mean it is hard though at times to wait for Gods timing, when I would just REALLY like to have those heart desires NOW. but i WILL wait! I will wait not because I have to obey God, but because I long to see why he wants me to wait....understand? I mean like right now just seems like it would be really GOOD to have those desires that are in my heart, but if God is telling me to wait patiently then there most be a really AMZING reason for me to wait. Like he most have something really awesome to show me in the mean time or WHEN I finely receive those heart desires its going to be far more amazing then I would have ever thought! (I believe that it’s both) I don’t have to have fear though to trust him with my heart, because I KNOW that God WILL fulfill what he has promised me. So Im waiting patiently for him to fulfill his promises, and I am learning to be faithful to the promises I make to him! I long to be faithful to God. To not just receive his beautiful faithfulness but to also be faithful to him. So I WILL have FAITH that God will FULFILL those desires in my heart, and I WILL be FAITHFUL to the promises I make to him! Even though it will get hard (has been hard at times) to wait patiently for God to fulfill those desires, I will keep SEEKING him for more faith, trust and patients! So even though it would be really GOOD to have those heart desires NOW, I think waiting for them is better because then it’s not just good but it’s the BEST! I want Gods best for my life. So I will wait PATIENTLY for his timing to FULFILL those desires in my heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-7568471827877401474?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/7568471827877401474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=7568471827877401474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/7568471827877401474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/7568471827877401474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-is-safe-thing-to-trust-him-to.html' title='&quot;It is a safe thing to trust Him to fulfill the desire which He creates.&quot;'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115795384288641265</id><published>2006-09-11T11:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:18:59.026+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patiently waiting!</title><content type='html'>Giving God my whole life….. Learning how to really do this is a journey all in its self. Sacrificing my hopes and dreams and trusting that if I give God my heart he WILL give me my deepest desires. God is faithful all the time. I know I can trust God with my heart. With my life. With my dreams. With my deep heart desires! With EVERYTHING! Since my last outreach (in dts) God has been teaching me to fully trust him with my heart. Asking me to give over to him my all that I long for. To fully give him all the parts of my life not just the parts that I want to. I long to live a life that’s running after Jesus, a life that’s not my own a life that anything and everything I do would come out of the deep love I have for my God. That Jesus Christ would be the very core of who I am. I long to always trust God with everything! God has been teaching me to fully trust that he knows what he’s doing. Living a life that’s not mine own is really hard at times, but oh my goodness so EXCITEING! I know that I will have the very best because Gods BEST so much better then the little good I can make for myself. So here I am just trying to fully trust God with my life. With all the things in my heart. With my ministry with where I will live, with all that I long to do, even with who I will merry or if I will ever get married. I long more then anything to fully give my life over to my Lord. To truly believe that Gods best really is the BEST! God is so FAITHFUL though! Time and time again he surprises me with things that I never thought of or could even dream of! I know that the life I’m living out is a life that’s all about Jesus! That everything I do is coming out of the love that I have for MY GOD! Even though I really don’t know what tomorrow will bring I know that I CAN trust God with it all! His hands are beautiful and kind and very faithful so I once again place my heart in his hands. Asking him to give me the faith I need to trust him. I know that my heart is for my Lord so I know that whatever may come tomorrow will be the best! That through any hard times I may have that I can trust that God knows what he’s doing. That I can trust that GOD is GOOD ALL THE TIME! That God WILL lead me to where he longs for me to be! I LONG for GODS BEST! God’s ways are far higher then my ways and I long that I will always seek after his beautiful ways!! That he would help me to WAIT PATIENTLY for his timing in everything! God really has been speaking to me a lot lately its been truly amazing! Giving me a true since of peace in his timing. I know and have faith that God takes delight in every detail of my life! (psalm 37:23-24) That even if I stumble I will NOT fall because the Lord IS leading me by the hand! That if I delight in him he will bless me with my deepest desires! (psalm 37:4) I lay my requests before the Lord and wait in expectation. (psalm 5:3) I love my life because well it’s NOT my life its all GODS! I will WAIT PATIENTLY for the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="style3" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/jason-upton-lyrics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Upton Lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I will wait for you, JesusYou're the sun in my horizonAll my hopes in you, JesusI can see you now arising(repeat)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a wall that stands in front of meThat I know I just can't climbAnd like an eagle you will carry meIts just a matter of the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait for you, JesusYou're the son in my horizon All my hopes in you, Jesus I can see you now arising &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evil armies all around me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe in the word that promises me So I will wait another day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait for you, JesusYou're the son in my horizon All my hopes in you, JesusI can see you now arising(repeat)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait for you Oh I will wait for youOh the doubt may try to come in The disillusions may try to come in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe oh Lord (x3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the word that you promised (x3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe it will not end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe it will not go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait for you, JesusYou're the son in my horizon All my hopes in you, JesusI can see you now arising &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL WAIT FOR YOU LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115795384288641265?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115795384288641265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115795384288641265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115795384288641265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115795384288641265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/09/patiently-waiting.html' title='Patiently waiting!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115709312614115556</id><published>2006-09-01T13:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:02:39.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PSALM 139. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. 2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. 3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4 Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord. 5 You hem me in--behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11 If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me," 12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. 14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, 16 your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! 18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;19 If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! 20 They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. 21 Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord, and abhor those who rise up against you? 22 I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;23 Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. 24 See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115709312614115556?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115709312614115556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115709312614115556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115709312614115556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115709312614115556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/08/his-truth.html' title='His Truth'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115617247503169839</id><published>2006-08-21T21:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T21:51:50.946+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed time prayers…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/96/222897427_d90c1e4df0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/222897427_d90c1e4df0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love bed time at baan num jai. The children love to receive prayers before bed and I love to pray over them. Each night I hear “Pi’ Grayce pray longer” I just love it. To see them love to pray brings me so much joy! I love that time where I can go and just pray over each of them and talk with them about there day. The sweetness of a child. They always want to give lots of kisses before bed and they always want me to “stay longer!!!!’ it’s so very cute! I just love it from the bottom of my heart! Tonight I prayed when I prayed with Belle I talked with her for a little bit about how much I love her and how much God loves her. I told her that I love her a lot but that Jesus loves her so much more then I ever could. She just listened intently it was amazing! I gave her a hug and a kiss goodnight and she gave me one back and when she hugged me she just held tight. It was so amazing. I’m not even sure there are words to express just how much. Tonight was an AWESOME night with the kids! I feel so amazingly blessed to be here and to be working with such AMAZMING children! Thank you Lord so much for the baan num jai kids! I love them with all my heart! God has blessed me more then I could ever have hoped for! Thank you Jesus so much for this gift. Well I’m not really sure how to put just how amazing today was in words but well it was just really AMZING!! I’m so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115617247503169839?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115617247503169839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115617247503169839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115617247503169839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115617247503169839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/08/bed-time-prayers.html' title='Bed time prayers…'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115466999626177834</id><published>2006-08-04T12:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:51:18.863+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night thoughts or early morning thoughts it just depeands on how you look at it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I sit awake it’s about 3:30 in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s raining outside and it’s just so peaceful. I’m sitting in my house. It's so weird to me that I have a house. I have been back in Chiang Rai for I guess 2 weeks now. I’m working with the beautiful children of baan num jai again. Oh I am so blessed! Everyday I go to baan num jai (home of the open heart in Thai) I realize just how much God has blessed my life. I have wanted to live in Thailand as a missionary since I was 15. There were so MANY times that I thought I would NEVER be back here. What a journey God has taken me on. It was a hard one, but I would change nothing about it. All the things in my life that were so very hard I now look back on and thank God that I had to go through them. That may sound a little weird but they all shaped me into the person I am. I don’t really know how to explain in words everything that goes through my head. I feel so very blessed to live this life. I am so blessed to work with the children at baan num jai. They are truly amazing. Everyday that I go and I play with them and I hold them, it hits me just how amazing they are. I came here because I wanted to be a blessing to them and I find myself being blessed by them more and more each time I go to work. God is so amazing there really are no right words to express just how much! When I think about how badly I wanted to come back here since I was 15. I think about Psalm 37:4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart's desires.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s so cool to see God work out his will for your life. He placed in my heart the desire to live in Thailand. Now he has blessed me with it. How cool is God. It’s hard for me to fully express how amazing it is to walk this all out. It’s been a great journey. God is good now and always! So even though I really don’t know what tomorrow will bring me, I can hold on to the fact that God knows. I look forward to all God has in store for my life. To see what heart desires he will place in my heart and then see how he will help me walk it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115466999626177834?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115466999626177834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115466999626177834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115466999626177834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115466999626177834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/08/late-night-thoughts-or-early-morning.html' title='Late night thoughts or early morning thoughts it just depeands on how you look at it!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115285461631847508</id><published>2006-07-14T12:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:44:47.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How amazing is our God?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is so much that God has done in my life through DTS it’s been truly amazing. God is so good! NOW and ALWAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me being home is a testament to his faithfulness!! I had coped with the thought of not being able to come home for my sisters wedding and then it was looking like I could come home and it was all up and down. I would have a flight then I'd lose it and I was feeling so &lt;strong&gt;discouraged &lt;/strong&gt;about coming. But here I sit in Jacksonville! My sisters wedding was beautiful and I know that the only reason I am here is because of the faithfulness of my God! He has blessed me with this time with my family and friends! He made a way where there was no other way. God is so faithful in every single part of my life! It’s so amazing! I sit here and remember back to when I was on my last outreach and how upset I was and how sad I was that I would not be able to go to Rebecca’s wedding. I just did not see a way it could happen. I just did not know what to do. I got to a point where I did not even know what to pray. Then my good friend Shane played me this song by Jason Upton and it was so amazing how God met me in the misted of my doubt! The song talked about how, you can not know and that when I just don’t know, my eyes are on you Lord! I have learned that God is faithful ALL the TIME not just when I am full of faith but even when I am FULL of DOUBT! He is still faithful and he walks with me and he cares about everything I care about. That he gives good gifts to those who ask! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 7:11 If you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How amazing is our God?!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gideon lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="View more titles by Jason Upton" href="http://www.ap0s7le.com/list/artist/Jason_Upton/"&gt;Jason Upton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have the power I don’t even have a clue I don’t know all the answers I don’t even know a few And if I were really honest And the truth were known of me It may sound a little funny But this is what My prayer would be I don’t know what to do But my eyes are on you I don’t know what to do But my eyes are on you, My Lord I lift my eyes toward the heavens I tune my ear to your command Help me boast in my condition You’re the God and I’m the man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ap0s7le.com/linktous/"&gt;Link to 'Gideon'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115285461631847508?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115285461631847508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115285461631847508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115285461631847508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115285461631847508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-amazing-is-our-god.html' title='How amazing is our God?!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115285430007171453</id><published>2006-07-14T12:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:00:16.796+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best is Yet to Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2130/3322/1600/P1150101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2130/3322/200/P1150101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DTS is over and it was so sad to leave and to say goodbye to all my new amazing friends. But I can stand firm in Gods goodness and faithfulness. It was one of the HARDERST things I had to do. I know that the Lord gives and takes away. He gave me this amazing time with my friends and he now has taken it away but I can still say that he is GOOD all the TIME! I just know that I will see my friends again! So I don’t want to say goodbye but rather say I will SEE YOU SOON! DTS was so amazing and so LIFE CHANGING!! God blessed me with some really great friendships. People that love and care for me with all there heart! That understand me and has helped me grow closer to God. This was a short time and now it is over but it was a life changing time. We will never be the same. We came to DTS not really knowing what would happen and for me I came with many fears! I feared that I would not make any friends. That I would not know how to be the real me. All I can say is God is FAITHFUL! I have over come so many fears and you all have helped me overcome them! Thank you for being there with me and for helping me through all of it! Without you guys I know I would not have made it through. God gives us exactly what we need! And he knew I needed your friendships!! Thank you. It was so hard to leave you guys and my heart broke when I did. I may not know what tomorrow will bring but I know that God is good and he is faithful! So even though it was heart breaking to see all of you go. All I can do is look fordword to what is to come! Because the BEST is yet to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115285430007171453?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115285430007171453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115285430007171453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115285430007171453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115285430007171453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The Best is Yet to Come!'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30901163.post-115259215752532586</id><published>2006-07-11T11:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T11:29:17.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;by Jason Upton&lt;br /&gt;album: Faith (2001)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my life, not just the parts I want to&lt;br /&gt;To you I sacrifice these dreams that I hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;br /&gt;To you I give the gifts&lt;br /&gt;Your love has given me&lt;br /&gt;How can I hoard the treasures that you've designed for free?&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is staronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my future&lt;br /&gt;As long as it may last&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my present&lt;br /&gt;To you I give my past&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are higher than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deeper than mine&lt;br /&gt;Your love is stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;This is no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30901163-115259215752532586?l=no-sacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/115259215752532586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30901163&amp;postID=115259215752532586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115259215752532586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30901163/posts/default/115259215752532586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-sacrifice.html' title='No Sacrifice'/><author><name>No Sacrifice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00078004830484616723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AgwEfrQmWsk/SH9lOjhnWcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wkLUghf1eEw/s1600-R/2482686112_915330e4dd_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
