<?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-12006134</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:21:02.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-2044444586857862144</id><published>2007-02-21T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:48:27.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back Me :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhaOE_Aqezc/Rdz1hDkaPYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zoi0wA-Qmd8/s1600-h/heathtodd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhaOE_Aqezc/Rdz1hDkaPYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zoi0wA-Qmd8/s320/heathtodd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034168431735881090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to write a new blog... and while I couldn't log into my account :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long while. Many moments have passed by, many filled with joy, happiness, much laughter, some sadness... but one constant friend. It is so good to know God through the trials and joys of day to day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, February 21, marks a special occasion. Today I said goodbye to the beloved nail polish that remained on my toes from my sister's wedding :) My toes feel a tad naked yet they are loving the freedom. My sister was married on September 2nd, it was a beautiful slightly rainy day. Todd and Heather Anderson, a beautiful union. The wedding took place in the late afternoon. It was a restless night for me. I ventured to the washroom in the middle of the night to only hear the voice of my lovely sister. She couldn't sleep. So I went into her room and slept on and off there for the rest of the night, I didn't have a bed. However, I wouldn't trade those moments for anything in the world. I also expect that if the time comes for me to experience marriage, she will be there at the foot of my bed comforting me with her presence the night before the wedding. It was a good day. I also know what I don't want on my wedding day, what I do want and perhaps eloping has become something more appealing yet more of a dream than a reality :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true, Heather and Todd are now expecting their first child in August. The excitment continues and I'm sure the showers will begin in no time. My dad did begin this own personal blog...which reminds me of my own as he has not posted in quite sometime. However, my brother has not taken to riding bulls in a bull riding country, contrary to popular belief :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing well. I started Teacher's College (part-time) at Trent University late August. I love it. The year is passing quickly and the knowledge that I am gaining continues to encourage and motivate me to learn and experience more. I have made friends from this program that I am able to start anew with. They know nothing about me except that I want to teach. It has been a joy to get to know them, for me to know more about myself. It has been interesting and eye opening to see how others perceive me. Not quite sweet and innocent ;) I knit with one. I share the knowledge of Christ and His love with another. I respond to one's challenge as he edge's me on in Movement, Physical Education and Dance, also known as gym :) I always rise to a challenge. I laugh as the class clown remarks at each given opportunity. I observe the keeners during class and know that I will never be that motivated for marks. I do what is expected, my marks reflect that. I am passing with flying colours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to work at Christian Horizons and Northview Day Care. I enjoy both. The children at the daycare bless my heart. The smiles, the laughter and the love that they share so willingly. I love the people at Christian Horizons. It is a joy to learn from the staff and individuals alike. I will miss them terribly. My plan is to move to Ajax come May. I hope to transfer to Durham Christian Horizons. I will be commuting next year to finish courses for Teacher's College. That's my update :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book recently. While I read a lot of books recently. I love to read. This one book was about family. A birth, lies, regrets, distance, broken marriages, hopes, dreams and redemption. It is a story about Paul and Phoebe, twins born in 1964. They were separated at birth because one was born with Down Syndrome. The fathers intentions were to spare his wife the pain of raising a Down Syndrome daughter and in reality it caused so much more for all involved. The book was touching, it was painful, it was hard, it was deep and it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night during Science and Social Studies, I overheard a conversation from one of my classmates. She's a mother. She has a family. She had tests done while pregnant to test for certain 'defects'. She said that if the tests had shown Downs, the pregnancy would have been terminated. It didn't. She is a living, breathing 'normal' child. My uncle has Downs, however it doesn't define who he is. Yes, he is stubborn, yes he does look different, yes he doesn't always understand... I am stubborn, I don't always understand and to others I may look different... but he is affectionate, he is loving and he enjoys life with a passion that only he can experience. You can't take that away from a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me that some will never experience that deep love and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Steps &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-2044444586857862144?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/2044444586857862144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=2044444586857862144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/2044444586857862144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/2044444586857862144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome-back-me_21.html' title='Welcome Back Me :)'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhaOE_Aqezc/Rdz1hDkaPYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zoi0wA-Qmd8/s72-c/heathtodd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-116624139856459132</id><published>2006-12-15T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T19:56:38.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still Alive :)</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be an aunt in August :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-116624139856459132?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/116624139856459132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=116624139856459132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/116624139856459132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/116624139856459132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still Alive :)'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-115483647512638175</id><published>2006-08-05T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:54:35.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Interview Project</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;Life is keeping me busy. Christian Horizons. Northview DayCare. Wedding Showers. Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Michelle (&lt;a href="http://mikao.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mikao.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) created a Random Interview Project in which I participated in this time around, the third edition. In this project she asks people to answer ten simple or challenging questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to write. It was so good to let my heart dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my questions and answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is it that you miss most about being a child?&lt;br /&gt;The simple act of playing. I still enjoy playing on a regular basis, but I miss playing without responsiblity. I am currently working at a daycare, I love playing with the toddlers in the sandbox :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is it that you like most about being an adult?&lt;br /&gt; The freedom. The ability of choice. Gaining more knowledge, experiencing life and learning from the challenges and the joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could live the next year in another country, what country would you choose and why? Hmm.. Tough question. I have travelled in the past and greatly enjoyed those experiences, yet I always was glad to return to beloved Canada. I like my country, I value and love those that are close to my heart, I would miss them very much. I think I would like to visit Japan, discover more of my heritage. That would be an interesting trip. But, for the time being, in this moment, my desire is right here, right where I am. To serve, to love and to grow in my relationship with Jesus in Canada :) Of course, each moment is different and tomorrow I could desire to live in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are your top three favourite things to do on the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Camping... I enjoy most everything about camping. I love spending time with people, quality people and quality conversations  :) Hmm.. last thing. Relaxing, sleeping in.. reading :) I love getting lost in a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you were given $10 000.00 tomorrow and only had 24 hours to spend it, what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;I definitely have debt from schooling, I would pay that off. Treat my family. Give it away to those in need. Tithe. Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What has been your most rewarding employment situation to date?&lt;br /&gt;I have had many different jobs.. receptionist, maid, many office jobs, daycare worker, camp counsellor, census representative and support worker.. All rewarding in different ways. However, to date, the most rewarding employment I have had would be Christian Horizons as a support worker. Christian Horizons is a Christian organization where people who have developmental, physical and mental disabilities find a home that supports their needs and helps them to be as independant as possible in their life situations. It is a challenge most days. It is filled with many moments of smiles, laughter, chaos, different smells... It is a job that humbles me daily. It allows me to appreciate life. It allows me to see others as unique, as equally important. It has and continues to be a learning experience. I love to serve and serve with the family that I have found there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  In ten years, where do you expect to be, and what do you hope to be doing?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Thirty-four years old. Hard to imagine. I can't even picture what my tomorrow will be :) Here are my hopes and dreams. I hope to be teaching in an elementary school. I hope to be married. I hope to have a family. I hope to continue to share life with those dearest to my heart. I hope to know more about life. I hope to know God more. I pray that I will continuosly be challenged and encouraged in my faith. I hope to be following God where He leads. I hope that I will continue to look younger than what I am :) I hope a lot. I also know that God has the perfect plan for my life. I look forward to knowing a little bit more of that with each new day that I am blessed with. It is so good to be near Him. Psalm 73:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  What are you most looking forward to the rest of this calendar year?&lt;br /&gt;Many different things. Mainly they all include spending time with friends and family. Celebrations. Relaxing. Laughter. Joy. Starting Teacher's College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life, what meal would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely hungry right now, so this is a dangerous question... hmm.. it would have to include bacon, I love bacon! Chicken quesadilla, caesar salad, chocolate milk.. and for my sweet tooth.. apple pie with pralines and cream ice cream, my favourite .. and perhaps some chocolate of some variety :) I'm glad that this will never happen.. I would gain a lot of weight!! but I would be a very happy girl ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  What is one of the major life lessons that you've learned since finishing high school?&lt;br /&gt;So many... This is a tough question... To live in the moment. To appreciate each day. To learn from each experience. To trust my heart. To know people more. To voice my opinions. To dream. To grow in friendships and let go of others. To grow in who I am and to appreciate who that is. To trust God in all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-115483647512638175?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/115483647512638175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=115483647512638175' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/115483647512638175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/115483647512638175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-interview-project.html' title='Random Interview Project'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-115239446657270578</id><published>2006-07-08T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:38:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 8, 2006</title><content type='html'>I have a friend named Brittany-Ann. She recently posted a new Xanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/brigody"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/brigody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me sometimes how alike we really are, because we are also quite different. I spent this morning with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a desire to write for awhile, not knowing what to write or to share ... I think the desire is always there, always lingering. In a moment I could share my heart with another.. and in that same moment, it is gone, to my thoughts, to a place in my mind that fears what will be said if my heart is shared; if I consciously am intimate with another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt myself. I compare. I forget. I am human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that this blog had been created for only my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I am loved. I am loved by a beautiful God. I fear Him. I love Him. I am His child. I am safe in His mighty arms. He knows all my thoughts... every single one. The thoughts that I don't dare to spill onto these pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be challenged. I want to encourage. I want to share experiences. I want to be real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want others to be real with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that God continues to surprise me and lead me in ways I can't imagine. He has His hand on my life. He is my Rock. Each day is new. His compassions are new with each morning. I love children and teaching.. is this where He leads? I would like to teach elementary school. I would like to get married one day. I would like to have children. A few of my dreams.. One day at a time... in His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait knowing that I am forever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with my ramblings... atleast for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-115239446657270578?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/115239446657270578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=115239446657270578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/115239446657270578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/115239446657270578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/07/july-8-2006.html' title='July 8, 2006'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-114857673766030281</id><published>2006-05-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:06:52.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home... for a little while</title><content type='html'>I have been living in Peterborough since May 9th. Many things have happened, many thoughts have been thought. Opportunities have come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;Today we received internet. A good day.&lt;br /&gt;I continue to work at Christian Horizons, and am welcomed and blessed in so many ways through my job. From BM's to sharing each other's hearts and experiences. It is a job that I love and am challenged in.&lt;br /&gt;I love my new house, it is beginning to feel like home. My favourite spot would have to be the living room. Big open window overlooking the street below. People coming and going. Cars passing by. Big tall trees dancing in the wind. And a yappy dog that lives downstairs :) I find peace here.&lt;br /&gt;God is near. He loves me the best. Like no one ever has, and like no one ever will. Friends are near. I look forward to spending my summer knowing them better.&lt;br /&gt;What I am learning. Each day is new. With a choice to be in the presence of God. I must make that choice. With that choice comes many blessings, much wisdom and one more day spent with my Saviour and Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.&lt;br /&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-114857673766030281?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/114857673766030281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=114857673766030281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114857673766030281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114857673766030281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/05/home-for-little-while.html' title='Home... for a little while'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-114765097464298141</id><published>2006-05-14T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:56:14.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>A sad couple of days... but God is near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-114765097464298141?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/114765097464298141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=114765097464298141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114765097464298141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114765097464298141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-114677783683814071</id><published>2006-05-04T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:23:56.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was reminded once again why I don't like summer...</title><content type='html'>As Dawn and I were driving today, we had the privilege of being yelled at.  When will the madness stop?  Why do boys think they have permission to yell "hey baby" at you when you are merely driving down Chemong Road to Shoppers Drug Mart?  I would also like to state that both Dawn and I were wearing long sleeve sweatshirts, our hair was a mess, no make up.  This has been a repeat problem for Dawn and I.  Last year the problem typically occured on Water street.  Its not like we have self-esteem issues and need to be affirmed by random boys and need this confirmation.  We know we're gorgeous.  If any boys out there could give us some insight into this problem - we welcome your advice.  Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-114677783683814071?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/114677783683814071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=114677783683814071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114677783683814071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114677783683814071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-reminded-once-again-why-i-dont.html' title='I was reminded once again why I don&apos;t like summer...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-114445641701616694</id><published>2006-04-07T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:33:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Update</title><content type='html'>I'm attending Trent University in the fall for the part-time Teaching Program :) Exciting and busy times ahead! Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-114445641701616694?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/114445641701616694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=114445641701616694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114445641701616694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114445641701616694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/04/short-update.html' title='Short Update'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-114090627735935338</id><published>2006-02-25T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:24:37.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adventures in Babysitting - Part 2</title><content type='html'>I survived ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-114090627735935338?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/114090627735935338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=114090627735935338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114090627735935338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/114090627735935338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-adventures-in-babysitting-part-2.html' title='My Adventures in Babysitting - Part 2'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113977147418426347</id><published>2006-02-11T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:11:14.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adventures in Babysitting - Part 1</title><content type='html'>This week I have the privilege and honour to baby-sit my cousins and their friend, Julie, in Wasaga Beach while their parents are off gallivanting in.. Hmm... I should really know where they are ;) I have the number! Along with numerous maps, daily instructions and general information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures began yesterday as I met my uncle at the half way point, my parents kindly drove me there. From him, I received the 411 on the car, information that I would encounter upon my arrival from my aunt and various questions about life. This resulted in him telling me the story of how he met my aunt. It was a good car ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arrived, I met Julie, the eleven year old girl that I would be spending my week with, and her parents. Nice people. More information :)  The ladies went over the instructions, directions and whereabouts of things that I might need throughout the week, while the men sat back and chuckled to themselves about every single detail. I was amused, yet listening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was filled with children waking up at 7:00...They very kindly told me to go back to sleep, while they played Game Cube. I slept for another hour. Breakfast was made, scrambled eggs and toast. I had a shower to prepare and wake me for the day. As I exited the washroom in a towel, I was attacked by little circular Frisbee type pellets in the hands of Becca and Julie :)&lt;br /&gt;It was an amusing way to start the day, they screamed as I chased after them. I dressed and off we went to collect Beth. She had spent the night at a friend’s watching movies and probably talking about boys.. that’s what girls do at sleepovers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only Saturday and already I know what toy I am going to dislike greatly by the end of my visit, because it has already been the beginning of many arguments and frustrations from the younger girls. It’s an electronic pet, the ones that you feed, take to the washroom, play games with… and the ones that fall asleep. In this household, once they fall asleep, they are as good as dead. The girls reset them, because a sleeping pet is no fun at all! :) I'm glad that they don't have real pets... The younger girls and I went ice skating and grocery shopping this afternoon. Ice skating was relaxing as I watched from the sidelines. Some peaceful moments were had. Grocery shopping on the other hand, was far from peaceful as the two girls each wanted their own cart, the little ones that squeak excessively.. they each needed to have the same amount of food in their cart, so we had to count and compare at times :) There were incidents that I won’t speak of ;)  but heels were hit and …  [okay, so I might be exaggerating a wee bit :) ]&lt;br /&gt;I made tacos for dinner as the girls ate the majority of the grated cheese before the meal.. tsk tsk.. The meal went well, and I recall silence for at least five minutes straight.. which hadn’t happened yet, and will probably not happen again, at least not before 8:00 p.m. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 9:46 on Saturday evening, and I am ready for bed. Becca went to bed at 8:00, Julie to bed at 9:00… Beth is still yet to be dropped off. She has spend the evening at a friend’s from the church.. So, I wait, as a parent waits for their child. Not worried, just waiting.. looking forward to the sleep that I will encounter soon.  And hoping that it will be soon. For this first time parent of a nine year old, eleven year old and thirteen year old is ready for bed :)&lt;br /&gt;More adventures in babysitting to continue…&lt;br /&gt;Much love, and good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113977147418426347?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113977147418426347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113977147418426347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113977147418426347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113977147418426347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-adventures-in-babysitting-part-1.html' title='My Adventures in Babysitting - Part 1'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113849042822631357</id><published>2006-01-26T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:20:36.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dawn!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113849042822631357?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113849042822631357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113849042822631357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113849042822631357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113849042822631357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-la-la.html' title='la la la'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113609949677783378</id><published>2006-01-01T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:19:26.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a good couple of days :) I'm excited for the new year. Excited and nervous, but mainly excited. I'm happy. May God continue to keep and hold my heart. So, this is what it feels like...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113609949677783378?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113609949677783378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113609949677783378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113609949677783378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113609949677783378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113557223819108422</id><published>2005-12-25T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:45:29.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery of the Scotch-tape</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am indeed impressed with my recent blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Another short story.&lt;br /&gt;So, the family and I were wrapping presents on the eve before Christmas Eve in the living room, it was indeed family fun! I noticed that my Dad started to place gifts under the tree that didn't belong to his Secret Santa. The fun part of having Secret Santa's is finding out who everyone has before Christmas day :) I questioned him but he just smiled to himself.&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve, Heather and Mom were finishing up the Christmas wrapping.. problem, no scotch-tape.. Mystery...&lt;br /&gt;This morning as we were opening gifts, we found the scotch-tape, my Dad was having sooo much fun wrapping the gifts that he started to grab things in front of him, beside him, behind him. Needless to say it sat safety under the tree for two nights :D&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;I pray that your Christmas was filled with the hope of Jesus, and that your life will be blessed in knowing and loving Him as the Saviour of this world.&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113557223819108422?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113557223819108422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113557223819108422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113557223819108422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113557223819108422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/12/mystery-of-scotch-tape.html' title='The Mystery of the Scotch-tape'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113548796288999897</id><published>2005-12-24T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:46:28.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>Funny stories that I had to share...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the family and I were all sitting down for a nice dinner to celebrate my Dad's birthday. We had potatoes, sausages, corn and 'gravy'. Heather was the only one that had the pleasure of using the 'gravy' for the main meal :) After dinner, we had icecream cake with some lovely chocolate sauce. Yes indeed, the 'gravy' was infact chocolate sauce :D She did not notice, laughter was had and tears were shared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as we were heading off to Toronto to celebrate Christmas with the Hefford side of the family. Dad is the last to exit the house as per usual :) He yells to the van and asks someone to bring keys to lock the house. We all questioned why he didn't have keys, but ignored the thought and went to lock the door. He sits in the driver's seat. He didn't have keys. The car can't start :) Another moment of laughter is had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a cake to take into Toronto for my Grandad's birthday. Mom put icing in a ziplock bag so that we could ice the cake when needed. We forgot the cake, but we did have the icing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the skate this morning and cleaning up, Dad, Heather, Dave and I walk to the van to drive to the Grandparents house. Heather and I climb into the middle seat. We are ready to go :)&lt;br /&gt;Before Dad and Dave climb into the van, Grandad and Uncle Gord come to our van in hopes that we can help them find Uncle Gord's cell phone. We open the van door. We phone his cell phone with our cell phone, the ringing begins. Grandad hears nothing and we begin the search. Grandad is still questioning if the phone is ringing as it continues to make a rather annoying beeping sound :) We search the coat, the pockets and find the phone. Grandad is still waiting for the phone to ring :D Dad climbs into the driver's seat. Dave opens the back door looks at Heather and I with a confused look on his face and very seriously asks, "How do I get in?" :D The passenger seat is available so we redirect him to that seat ;) Step 1: Open door Step. 2: Place one foot in. Step 3: Pull self up. Step 4: Ensure other foot is in van. Step 5: Close door ;) So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at dinner, we discuss how I listen to everything, nothing can get by me :) My mother agrees and says the same about herself. As she is saying this, she is clearing the table. She drops everything. Dave comments about how she didn't 'catch that'. I respond by saying what's even funnier is that she didn't catch Dave saying that she didn't catch the dishes :D My day is complete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You had to be there ;)&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. You have to know my family :)&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Stay tuned for the silly thing that I will do.. It's my turn ;)&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.P.S. Merry Christmas Eve!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113548796288999897?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113548796288999897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113548796288999897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113548796288999897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113548796288999897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/12/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113539999477051389</id><published>2005-12-23T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T20:53:38.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short note..</title><content type='html'>Life continues to past me by :)&lt;br /&gt;The people at work bring me so much laughter and joy!&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;My family members are hilarious ;)&lt;br /&gt;I am being challenged in my prayers and God's Word.&lt;br /&gt;I wait, I learn and I trust.&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113539999477051389?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113539999477051389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113539999477051389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113539999477051389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113539999477051389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/12/short-note.html' title='Short note..'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-113142664049270465</id><published>2005-11-17T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:04:39.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promise Continued...</title><content type='html'>October continued to be a wonderful month :) I continued to venture to Peterborough to voluteer at Queen Elizabeth Public School, work at Christian Horizons and visit with friends in the community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Christian Horizons, I am part of a team. As a team, everyone contributes to the family :) We share our strengths and we grow in our weaknesses. We meet each month to discuss the happenings of the house, the people we serve and the business aspect of our job. We begin each meeting with a devotional. I am quiet. I don't enjoy speaking in front of others. I almost made it. Here is what I wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...When Lori asked me to do the devotion this week, my first thought was I almost made it.  I almost made it through my time at House 1 without having to speak in front of everyone, because that is not my strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is funny that way – He knows our hearts and he challenges us. I began thinking of what I could share with everyone here, what I could teach or remind us of… what I am learning right now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend named Josiah. He is continuously teaching me. He is four years old. I love children, and I especially love this little boy. The times I spend with him are filled with laughter, energy, toys and conversation. He is a normal four year old boy. We play, we get dirty, we nap. But these are the times I remember. We read Bible stories together and he tells me about his friend Jesus. We have silly conversations but also deep ones. He tells me about Heaven and his baby brother who one day he will meet. He reaches out this hand in the hopes that you will reach out and connect with him. He loves me with a million hugs and kisses.  He loves to take pictures. This is his most recent.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A picture of a rock. So simple. Yet, this is my most recent lesson/reminder from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Samuel 22:31-33 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    31 "As for God, his way is perfect; &lt;br /&gt;       the word of the LORD is flawless. &lt;br /&gt;       He is a shield &lt;br /&gt;       for all who take refuge in him. &lt;br /&gt;    32 For who is God besides the LORD ? &lt;br /&gt;       And who is the Rock except our God? &lt;br /&gt;    33 It is God who arms me with strength&lt;br /&gt;       and makes my way perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my heart right now. I am learning to have faith like a child. To believe in God but also to believe Him; To believe His Word and to trust Him in the mountaintops and the valleys. To know that His hand is always outstretched to mine; that he longs for me His child to reach back. Life is full of uncertainties yet there is one thing that we can be certain of. If our foundation is in Jesus and we are truly living a life for Him, we are standing on solid ground. He is indeed the rock on which we stand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am being challenged in my every days. To know God a little bit better today than yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 19:14&lt;br /&gt;May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October was also filled with family and many friends :) The women's group at my home church in Whitby went on a beautiful weekend filled with laughter, love and wise words. We celebrated my Granny's 80th birthday and my 24th birthday. A Cambridge visit was had! Hockey and food, always a good time! Jeff bought a house. Arlene and I joined Extreme Fitness in Pickering :) I began working with Christian Horizons in Ajax. Youth group friends reunited for a fun-filled night of conversation, movies and a little sleep-over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my month and the beginning of November was spend in the wonderful land of Saskatchewan :) Melissa greeted me with a yelp and a skip in the airport! I met some very wonderful people, watched movies, played basketball, baked cookies and ate cookie dough :) Re-discovered my love for paper mache, played some foozeball, had many moments of sleepiness and restfulness! Proposed, made Tim Hortons and McDonalds runs...  it was a wonderful and beautiful visit and I was welcomed and feel very blessed by the people I encounted :) I feel inspired to become a WOAH MAN of God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November began with almost staying in Saskatchewan as I almost missed my flight because of a search for dinner in a town that Tyler, Melissa and I were unfamiliar with.. adventures were had! It wouldn't have been a horrible thing, as my visit was great!! But I do enjoy being home as the snow only started to fall this afternoon, unlike the snow that began to fall the day after I left. It was cold there!! November was welcomed with a dinner with friends, my first meeting with the WBC woman's committee and a fun-filled night of mini-putt and dessert :) A Bible Study started at WBC that I am attending, Believing God by Beth Moore - looking forward to it! I started voluteering at my old elementary school. It's weird to be back, but I am greatly enjoying being back in a classroom. Children are funny, and grade seven girls make me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingston also made me smile, or rather, Erin and Sarah Queen of Canada.. Dawn and I went to Kingston last weekend to see the sights, celebrate Sarah's birthday and enjoy the presence of our dearly missed friends. It was grand!! Campus Crusaders, maneuvering around Kingston, seeing Sandra :), a surprise gathering for Sarah and a very welcoming church! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to this week :) FINALLY!! A constant question in these past hours has been, why did I start a blog... or rather why did I tell certain people about it ;) But, I do enjoy it, and I love writing :) I should do it more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been wonderful! I have spent quality moments with Anna, Josiah and Elijah :)  A wonderful friend, a beautiful four year old and the cutest six month old that I know! The gym is now my friend. Arlene started her job as a Grade One Teacher! :D The voluteering continues to go well, and I am starting to get to know the people at my workplace in Ajax - Carlo, Harry, Daphne, Michael and Colin. It's already a wonderful experience :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night... zzz&lt;br /&gt;A Promise finished :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-113142664049270465?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/113142664049270465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=113142664049270465' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113142664049270465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/113142664049270465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/11/promise-continued.html' title='A Promise Continued...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-112864506399958526</id><published>2005-10-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:44:00.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promise Kept</title><content type='html'>I write again mainly because of a promise made earlier today. With no idea of what to write, I sit here thinking...&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts.. too many thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;It is now ending the month of October. September consisted of The Annual Yoshiki Family Picnic, working at Christian Horizons in Peterborough, hanging out with friends, voluteering at Queen Elizabeth Public School in a Grade One classroom :) and a lovely trip to the Toronto Zoo with a beautiful friend.&lt;br /&gt;October, in my opinion, is a great month - however I might be bias as it is the month in which I entered this world ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-112864506399958526?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/112864506399958526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=112864506399958526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112864506399958526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112864506399958526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/10/promise-kept.html' title='A Promise Kept'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-112619503986535199</id><published>2005-09-08T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:40:25.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer</title><content type='html'>There are two sounds that I absolutely love while I drift off to sleep. The first is the sound of crickets. The second is raindrops against the window. Crickets remind me of time spend with cousins at my grandparents old cottage, laughter, joy, conversations, walking to the beach, walks in the forest. Family time. The second sound is peaceful, relaxing - it reminds me of camping, playing cards in the tent, curling up with a blanket and a book, watching thunderstorms from my porch in Ajax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to sleep with the sound of crickets in the background and this morning I awoke to the rain gently falling onto my face! Yes, I awoke confused as to why my face was becoming wetter with each second, realizing my window was open and that the sound of gentle rain had become a not so pleasant reality on my face. I stumbled towards the clock after closing the window and stumbled back to bed once seeing that it was only 7:30ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awaking again at 10:30, the rain incident made me smile. Reminds me that God has a sense of humour... it was a beautiful moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rest of my summer consisted of working at Christian Horizons, concerts at Del Crary Park, babysitting, hanging out with the boys, birthday parties, getting angry at boys who honk and holler and yell as you are walking down the street, going to a concert in Toronto, weekly visits to Chapters and Sobeys, wedding showers and Lisa's wedding, movies, mini-putt, bowling, Christmas in July, knitting, a visit to Cambridge and Webster Falls, my uncle's 40th surprise birthday party, a week of night shifts in which I managned to burn myself while making JELL-O one night, saying good-bye several times to a dear friend who is in Saskatchewan for the year, Camp, beautiful Camp Kara, my Grandpa's 88th birthday party at Mardarin with 75 people :), relaxing days at Grace's cottage with good friends and fun times, five days at beautiful Camp Mini-yo-we jumping on trampolines, taking naps, spending my days with a four year old, a 3 1/2 month old and their beautiful, loving parents and the beautiful Jones family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September has started off well. A labour day weekend filled with friends, laughter and enjoyable times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been one of many thoughts. I am no longer a student, I am no longer tied down to Peterborough yet I am still here. I have no idea where I will be next week or what I will be doing? And that scares and excites me. In early June, I wrote briefly about a book I was reading called The Holy Wild. I stopped reading that book shortly after that entry because I wasn't resting in the presence of God. I knew that I should be. I was uncertain as to where God was leading me, I still am. I realized I need to be in the Word, I need to be in prayer. I need to spend time daily with my Saviour and I wasn't. The book, the words on the page, the passages of Scripture that were written were convicting me of that sin. So, I stopped reading for awhile. I picked it up recently, and am beginning anew from page 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now experiencing time in the valley, I'm climbing towards the mountaintop, but I'm not sure when I will reach the peak. It's a continuous climb. I know that it is all in God's hand, His perfect timing, and he continues to teach me great patience, understanding and discipline. I wait on Him, and I look to Him for my teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that read this,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your patience :)&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Beth Yoshiki &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-112619503986535199?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/112619503986535199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=112619503986535199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112619503986535199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112619503986535199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-summer.html' title='My Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-112045092607076946</id><published>2005-08-28T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T05:42:15.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>It has been a number of weeks since I last wrote... seems to be a common theme as of late. It has been an enjoyable 43 days :)&lt;br /&gt;We shall see how well my memory is...&lt;br /&gt;The sister returned and a camping trip was had on the same weekend. In alphabetical order: Arlene, Blake, Dawn, Erin, Joel, Ken, Leah, Mark and myself went to Presquile Provincal Park :) It was grand! I love camping :D There's really nothing quite like it..&lt;br /&gt;Campfires, swimming, bacon.. oh how I love bacon :) ... losing a battle before it even began, playing some baseball, hikes, stargazing... bruises, pulled knees and sunburns!&lt;br /&gt;Heather returned to the beloved town of Peterborough, where we are now currently sharing a room&lt;br /&gt;Mini heart attack - so when it comes to small insect like animals.. Sarah becomes a huge girly girl - the moth almost dominated me - but I chased it out of my room... It would have been nice to have a helper.. :) Okay, the moth offically dominated me - it came back and I couldn't sleep until I knew that it was out of my room resulting in a delayed bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;I joined a Bible Study through Gilmour on Tuesday nights, we are studying the book of Ephesians, good discussion.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first festival of lights :) TFK and then joined Jeff and Jeremy to see War of the Worlds. It was a good movie. Too much high pitched screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, Heather and I ventured to Jeff's house - Jeremy was set to fish, fishing hat included, yet the fishing rod was occupied in the many knots that the previous owner had acquired over the months. So, instead we went to Sobey's - this has become like a second home while hanging out with the boys :) Blockbuster was our next stop - if you are looking for a dark movie that leaves you with a odd feeling, then the movie for you is indeed Hostage!&lt;br /&gt;CANADA DAY!! Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;Today was spend in the beautiful town of Whitby :) Heather, Jeremy, Jeff and myself went to Jessica's house to enjoy her company and a number of others :D. It was a relaxing day filled with conversation, a short game of basketball in the pool ending with an elbow to the jaw. Moral of the story: If you play in the water with boys, one is likely to be injured if your name is Sarah Beth Yoshiki :) I'm tough, I can take it ;) We had a BBQ, took a stroll to see some fireworks, and while the others watched a really bad movie, I had myself a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as one can tell by reading my blog - writing on a daily basis or even weekly one has not become rountine to me to date. It is now Sunday August 28th and I am off to camp Mini-yo-we for a bit. I am looking forward to it. When I return, I will update my blog, not only for those that have been constantly trying to motivate me to write, but also because I love to write :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful sun-filled Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd Yo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-112045092607076946?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/112045092607076946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=112045092607076946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112045092607076946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/112045092607076946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111937054121849273</id><published>2005-06-21T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T09:15:42.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She awakes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I return.. I have had a couple hours of sleep and am feeling somewhat refreshed and silly :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Continuing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This past week has pasted fairly quickly. I spent it in Ajax. Anticipating the release of Coach Carter. Spending time with family and friends. Friends from childhood, catching up... and friends now. Watching movies, talking, hot tubbing, rollar blading for the first time and surviving the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe the caffiene is getting to me... I hear whistling and it's not me... interesting... the Pepsi remains at 1/3, the chips 1/2 and the chocolate bar has not changed from it's earlier state. Reason being.. the chocolate bar resembles a certain solid that I have the priviledge of working with ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 3:00 a.m mark, it never fails me... So tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week a good family friend passed away from cancer... continue to pray for their family. Wayne, and the three children, Sonja, Matthew and Andrea. May God continue to surround them in their loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the part when it starts to get extremely random :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda met two of Dave's guy friends from school on Friday. They just kinda stood there, but they do exist ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I unpacked a couple boxes while in Ajax, my room still remains a scattered mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had the privilege of playing with children yesterday, we played basketball, or bounce the ball as Nathan is only 2 1/2 ish. I splashed in pretend puddles with my friend Adelaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lunch was delicious :) Happy Father's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fireworks went off yesterday night to end Ajax's home week celebration. Ajax is now in it's 51st year... still so young! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Britt and John are engaged!  Congratuations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was spend packing, eating, grocery shopping, taking a surprise visit to Shauna's where a bonfire was build, marshmellows were roasted and fun times were had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever had that moment when.... your words just stop. I am having that moment. And so I shall end :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 hours and 40 minutes to go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S. Remember when I say today, it actually means yesterday, and yesterday is the day before today :) - this morning the birds came out at 4:15 a.m ! Have a beautiful Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111937054121849273?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111937054121849273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111937054121849273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111937054121849273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111937054121849273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/06/she-awakes.html' title='She awakes...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111826463193685997</id><published>2005-06-21T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T05:21:45.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The month of June...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have now been up for 23 and 1/2 hours.. oh the anticipation as to when I will crash :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wrote an update on A Day in the Life of... during my night shift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Play by play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lunch - Grilled Cheese and Dinner - Frozen fish and french fries = Little prep = WOO HOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Done and done...&lt;br /&gt;12:36 - movement down the hall&lt;br /&gt;12:43 - Pepsi half gone, chips open and snickers half gone, Archie Comic began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sit here at work wishing at this moment that either I was lying in bed sleeping peacefully... or that the computer was located upstairs so that I could update my blog that continues to sit still as the days pass so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the fan twirls above my head, the TV creates noise in the background and this girl realizes that a nap should have been in order this afternoon, I write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past weeks have been filled with excitment, biking, friends, moments of childhood memories, good food and fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement in the hall, water running, someone is up... Detective Yoshiki investigates... the culprit is identified and toileted. All is well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of June... June 2nd. I sat in the scorching heat. I walked across the platform, received my fake diploma and am now a university graduate. We received our real diplomas once we returned the gowns... and a week later, received the corrected diplomas in the mail. Somehow, the diplomas read 'Dean and Arts of Science' instead of 'Dean of Arts and Science'. Only at Trent ;) It was an exciting day. I was surrounded by family, friends and laughter. I feel proud. In that moment, four years passed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple days were filled with walking up hills as I mountain biked with friends :) making a committment to attend Em's fabulous party, watching the third original Star Wars, how does it end?!? Another bike ride to Lakefield and yes another two scoops of ice cream. Pralines and cream, my classic and my childhood favorite, cotton candy :) I worked a night shift that night. The birds came out at 4:17 and refreshed my day. It's a beautiful sound, so clear, so vibrant, so early in the morning. I sat there listening until the house started to awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day after a night shift tends to be filled with silly moments on my part, naps and incomplete sentences :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday was a good day, good conversation and basketball with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday, the long awaited return of Remotely Controlled. New songs, new music, great job!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My weekend was spent visiting family on Saturday morning, a little gardening with the Grandpa, seeing grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins.. and eating lots of jelly beans.. the everlasting, never ending kind. And I was forced to eat more icecream :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Saturday continued with a visit to Cambridge... the car ride in itself was an adventure. An accident happened just past Guelph Line. It's a horrible feeling to know that seconds ahead of you someone's life has been taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The traffic continued as we entertained ourselves with conversation, deer watching and finding a new route to Ryan's abode. We made it eventually after country roads, detours, checking maps and Lindsay's reassurance that we were indeed on the right track. She was right :) We arrived 2 1/2 hours later. The rest of the weekend was filled with dessert, a sleepover, bright lights, church, naps, being known as the Whitby Girls and a fun BBQ. All in all. Good weekend away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't make it.. I'm crashing.. I will continue when I awake :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a fabulous day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111826463193685997?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111826463193685997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111826463193685997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111826463193685997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111826463193685997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/06/month-of-june.html' title='The month of June...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111751538781581158</id><published>2005-06-07T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:23:15.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many days have passed since I last wrote, as I am reminded daily by my lovely housemate... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I write again - be warned that I just returned from a night shift at Christian Horizons and my thoughts might be more scattered than usual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have had many adventures and thoughts between then and now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must sleep! I will return in a couple hours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book called, The Holy Wild, by Mark Buchanan. His words have challenged me to meet with Jesus and to seek out his character - face to face. I continue to learn the importance of intimacy with Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is a challenge, a choice - it doesn't always come easy, but in the end, my reward is that I am able to meet with my Saviour one more day than yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have seen Jesus in the silences - the chirping of birds in the early morning, the trees dancing, the clacking of an open fire, conversation with friends, through opportunities to serve - As I seek. I find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mark came home from France. It's nice to have him back even though Dawn and him slightly beat us in best two out of three in basketball :) and Cranium... Next time Arlene ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Celebrated Melody's birthday, it was nice to see everyone! and Britt and I were able to catch up at the famous Hasseltons over hot chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have biked to Lakefield twice - the end result = two scoops of ice cream :) In total four scoops :) and I am now a part of a secret society ;) Jokes! Shauna's an awesome girl - I love forward to the possibility of hanging out with her more this summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to the Mark Schutz concert with Jeff. We met up with Emily and Jen and out to East Sides we went! Be safe ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cool moment - at the concert, Mark ended the night by opening up the last two songs for worship. One of the songs was Sanctuary. A song that has been on my heart and in my mind for awhile. I love how God connects moments and reveals to his children - I am listening and I am here with you. Remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last week, a friend described basking in the sun as a way to feel closer to God - to feel His warmth, his touch - cool thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111751538781581158?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111751538781581158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111751538781581158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111751538781581158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111751538781581158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111742670596951035</id><published>2005-05-30T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:22:52.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooner... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me take you back in time... It is May 15th and I am returning from a beautiful visit with friends in Sudbury. I'm sad to leave but know that many adventures await me in Peterborough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a long drive compared to my adventure there, as we were stopping quite often to feed the boys and play in the sun - it took us a couple days to reach Sudbury, and the ride home was about 5 hours straight, taking one quick break :) with mostly complete silence and an added hour through North Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I left Sudbury with Anna's brother Ben and her father Stephen - very quiet men, yet seem wise and are very welcoming and thoughtful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This also allowed me to reflect, think and enjoy the beauty on the roads... I wrote as we drove, so this isn't completely from memory. It also might consist of some randomness! That's me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My first thought came to me as Celine Dion song, All by Myself, played in the background :) I did not have control of the dials ;) &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/celine-dion/28619.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/celine-dion/28619.html&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know if there is any relevance to the lyrics, yet this is where my thoughts went... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a choice to believe or not believe in a God that is ever present, in yourself as a complete and beautiful person. A friend blogged last weekend (now weeks ago) about solitude - that message really spoke to me. That is what I seek, to know who I am in Christ. To be still with him. To know Christ as completely as I can in my everydays. To spend time with my Heavenly Father and my best friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love driving... I love exploring... because these are times when my thoughts are completey free, a time when I am able to experience God's vastness, his beauty, the different colours of God. I am a visual learner :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Home... a word that used to have only one meaning.. Ajax, the house I grew up in, the house I continue to love! But now home is soooo much more - Peterborough is home. A place that welcomes me, that calls me.. where I grow and live. Sudbury has become home. The beauty, the stillness, the pace of life and the family. I feel at home with them. Home, is also not here... home is heaven. I wait until God calls me home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we drive home.. I once again become aware of the noise that fills my life. Information, music, voices... everything is geared to me.. Life isn't about it. It isn't about you... I would like to discipline myself to be quiet before the Lord. To listen for his voice. To see him work miracles in my life. Because I believe he will and he is very capable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I fill my life with noise.. some that encourages, some that challenges, but also some that distracts, that creates distance. I run. I pretend to hide. But, my face is forever naked before the Lord. My heart is stripped. He knows. I know. Instead of running, instead of hiding, instead of filling my life with unneccessary noise... I pray instead that I will be open to be still, to accomplish great things for our Saviour. To offer prayers of thanksgiving, to give God my heart. To be a sanctuary for him. Pure and holy. Tried and true. To love him as he first loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am ready for another adventure this summer... and I know that if I am to follow God, everyday will be full of adventure. Am I ready? No.. Will I go?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yes. Forever. Always... with a willing heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That was my car ride home :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111742670596951035?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111742670596951035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111742670596951035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111742670596951035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111742670596951035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/05/sooner.html' title='Sooner... :)'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111560892355033940</id><published>2005-05-22T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:22:22.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon has come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 1st - May 15th&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to begin...&lt;br /&gt;I question whether I should keep this blog, as there are times that I forget it exists&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since I last wrote - I moved out of my beloved townhouse where I lived for three years, I wrote my final exam at Trent University, a good friend returned from Ecuador, I moved into a townhouse across the street for the summer, I went to Lindsay and Matt's wedding!! I decided to begin my summer venturing off with the CycleNEA team until Sudbury, where I currently am. (I am no longer in Sudbury... )&lt;br /&gt;It has been an adventure. I am loving every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a time of change for me, a new chapter, a new beginning... Technically, I am no longer a student. I'm graduating on June 2nd from Trent University. This is a very weird thought and reality for me. I do intend to go to Teachers College, yet I do not know if this is where the Lord is leading. My heart waits as God refreshes me, rests me and guides me with each new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving out of my townhouse - It was such a surreal experience to say goodbye to my housemates, leave my key on the counter and walk out the door. To walk the path that I have walked many times over to where my sister used to live, the path that I will continue to walk many times this summer as I venture towards the pool and the beloved basketball net :) to where my father and sister awaited. We stopped on the way home, not at my father's usual spot, but one that was equally good, to stop for a moment and glaze at the glorious sky with the thousands of stars above us. Everything becomes more real in these moments, as I am able to wait and be still before Jesus. It is in these moments that I hear God's voice, that I see His face and that I feel very blessed to be His child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff came home - I'm glad that he has returned even though I've only seen him once since his return - the whole summer awaits! I missed him, his character, his humour, his tendency to propose :) My last fortune cookie did say to accept the next proposition that I received ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing my final exam at Trent! It was a good exam - I felt as prepared as I could being preoccupied with everything else that past week - I studied for at least one full day, of course that was the previous Monday and I think I remember the Greek I learned more than the environment science :) Oimoi, fur, iou iou - oh dear/dear me -fire-hoorah hoorah! I am satisfied with my final mark for the class! Although I'm not sure I could recommend it to future students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now living in Unit 10, right across the street from my beloved townhouse - I have yet to sleep one night in my room there - the one night that I did stay, I bunked with Dawn as the CycleNEA Team were scattered throughout the house and Unit 28. It was a fun little sleep-over :) Hopefully, I don't walk towards the wrong townhouse out of routine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay and Matt are married! Their wedding was a blast with great food, beautiful company and a gorgerous ceremony and reception :D Congrats and many more blessing to you in your marriage! P.S. Beautiful singing Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CycleNEA team left Peterborough on May 1st from City Hall in Peterborough - I stayed back that day as I had yet to pack with the busyness of finishing exams, welcoming friends home and my decision to join them had only been decided a few days previous. The team, which consists of Ben, John, Grace and Heather, came back to Peterborough that night to sleep. We would continue where they had finished that day the next morning. It was an early morning as we left around 6:30, van packed full - the adventure began :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of days on the trip consisted of hail, rain, snow, good company, fabulous presentations, hanging out on the rooftop, yummy food, sleep-overs, playing frisbee, singing along the roadside with guitar in hand, betting how many km or at what time we would find the boys, reading, napping... and many humerous stories :) Good start to a good summer! I miss them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their updates at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyclenea.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.cyclenea.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; under journal and photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next eleven days were spent with a beautiful family that I love dearly. And that I miss dearly. Joshua Aaron, Anna Lynne, Josiah David and the eleven pound baby, Elijah Thunder. I must admit that the change in lifestyle exhausted me a bit the first couple of days. However, I adjusted as quickly as I could, and began to love it! My days consisted of playing, shopping, play groups, reading books, snack times, outdoor fun, encouraging conversation, beautiful moments with friends and naps :)&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful, blessed and very much loved from my visit. There is no place I would have rather been for those eleven days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah David has stolen my heart! A three year old boy that loves to do the same puzzles over and over again.. that is continuously asking questions - my apologies to his teacher ;) - A three year old boy that has no fear, that loves wholeheartedly, that shares Jesus with those around him. A three year old that acts like a normal three year old boy! A three year old that is going to be a very helpful and loving older brother. Faith like a child.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, I reflected and I learned a lot from my visit. I continue to.. I continue to learn about being still, being quiet before the Lord, obedience, sacrifice, family...&lt;br /&gt;I also learned that I love animal crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more to say, but that will have to wait till another day! I promise it will be sooner than my other soon... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111560892355033940?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111560892355033940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111560892355033940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111560892355033940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111560892355033940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/05/soon-has-come.html' title='Soon has come...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111647727905207367</id><published>2005-05-18T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:21:55.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"    style="font-family:serif;font-size:11pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cce6ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your #1 Match: ISFJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#e5f3ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. I can't cook! Or atleast I pretend I can't ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ISFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, I was looking at my friend Michelle's blog,(&lt;a href="http://mikao.blogspot.com"&gt;http://mikao.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) and fell victim to taking a personality test. It was interesting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffe5e6;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.Simply put, you enjoy beauty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love the line, though your talents might be dormant right now, so funny!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fffecc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ESFJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are my results...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffee5;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Caregiver&lt;br /&gt;You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cce6ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your #4 Match: ESFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#e5f3ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am a quiet girl at times, and don't enjoy being the center of attention :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your #5 Match: INFJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffe5e6;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am stubborn, yet patient and I do love photography!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&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/12006134-111647727905207367?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111647727905207367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111647727905207367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111647727905207367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111647727905207367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/05/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111466262845501940</id><published>2005-04-28T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:20:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lots of thoughts, wise words, a new chapter begins... will write soon :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111466262845501940?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111466262845501940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111466262845501940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111466262845501940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111466262845501940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/moving-day.html' title='Moving Day'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111384374808083907</id><published>2005-04-20T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:20:20.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A goat named Kimmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These past days have been excellent!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It all began on Sunday, mainly because I already wrote about Saturday ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to Gilmour on Sunday morning. We are studying Colossians right now. Good book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;'In order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully giving thanks to the Father... (Colossians 1: 9-12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That afternoon - I spend at the Telfords with the other university students :) The Telfords consist of Mom, Dad, sister and many brothers! I had the opportunity to hold a baby goat named Kimmy! Chickens were roaming the barn and I played with the boys :D Micah and I had a burping contest, I won ;) He's five. We played, had good conversation - it was a relaxing and pleasant afternoon, eating pie and basking in the sunshine :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday night, the housemates and I, went bowling to spend one last time together - it was enjoyable! I always forget how much I love bowling, and how to throw the ball at first ;) Oops, I'm sure the floor was survive! I shall miss Bullseye, Cheeky, Stripes and Batman?!? at Unit 15... Unit #15 Squad :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Monday and Tuesday have also been fabulous! Time with the sister, time with summer housemates, so funny! Encouraging letters, verses, conversations, new music from my dealer ;) A new book. Basketball, wings and garlic bread :) I am now also addicted to Online Chess. Any takers ;) I love a challenge! My grade six teacher, Mr. Barkley, taught me how to play chess, he taught the whole class.. we had a period of chess on Friday afternoons - he thought it would be beneficial to us! It was :) I am now able to become addicted to Online Chess - hours of fun and anticipation :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love the smell of rain, or to be specific, the smell of a summer night. Tonight as I rode my bike home from work - I got lost in the beauty of the night! The smell, the stars, the moon, the different sounds of nature... I also had myself a chuckle as I rode down the sidewalks, (because my light is broken, and I didn't want to die on the roads) As I sang some songs - at each crack on the sidewalk, my voice bounced. I was amused! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What is God teaching me right now? That everyday I need to trust him anew. That when feelings of doubt, uncertainty and failure flood my mind, I know better to not reflect on those thoughts. God teaches me everyday to focus. What it means to follow and believe him and time. His perfect timing. He is my strength. He is my first love. Eyes for him alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A friend encouraged me with this, and I would like to do the same for you... no matter what chapter in life you are experiencing in this moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you start his chapter of your life you will be amazed how quickly endings become beginnings. At times you will be in awe as you reflect on where you have been and what God has done thus far, then the next moment you will step out with your "feet of faith" and recognize He has only just begun. Enjoy every moment, cherish every chance meeting with those He sends into your presence, smile and be silly, simply because you can and always, always marvel at how much your Maker loves you as a one of a kind masterpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sarah Beth Yoshiki &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111384374808083907?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111384374808083907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111384374808083907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111384374808083907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111384374808083907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/goat-named-kimmy.html' title='A goat named Kimmy'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111370903524385065</id><published>2005-04-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:19:56.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wrote the Bible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, yesterday afternoon as I went to retrieve the newspapers from the mailbox, a book fell into my hands... Who Wrote the Bible? by Richard Elliott Friedman. Intrigued, yes. Who does it belong to? I don't know ... maybe the housemate that isn't here this weekend... I'm thinking I might read it :) I am in need of another good book to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been good. A BBQ with friends, quality moments and foozeball fun! I even saw some cardinals today :) So pretty! It was so nice to sit on the grass, have the sunshine on my face and be surrounded by friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confirmed my living arrangements for the summer. I will be living in Peterborough with some friends working at CH. I am looking forward to the summer! One day at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts are rushing through my mind right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to Mercy Me right now... The Song, Keep Singing, is on repeat right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, it's a reminder for me that God is full of goodness, faithfulness and love for His children. That &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; is the one keeping my heart beating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus reads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;//But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I gotta keep singing/I gotta keep praising Your name/You're the one that's keeping my heart beating/I gotta keep singing/I gotta keep praising your name/That's the only way that I'll find healing/Can I climb up in Your lap/I don't wanna leave/Jesus sing over me/I gotta keep singing//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I would love to climb into his lap right now... so, I think I will take advantage of this time alone - read the Word, sing my heart out and spend some time with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night :D&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111370903524385065?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111370903524385065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111370903524385065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111370903524385065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111370903524385065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/who-wrote-bible.html' title='Who Wrote the Bible?'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111354282196272325</id><published>2005-04-15T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:19:17.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edgar lives here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should really be in bed sleeping and dreaming right now.. 'la ti me "dream dream dream" fa la so' but if I have realized anything today, it is that I love to write! So, I will write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you that are wondering.. Edgar is a dear friend.. of an unknown species, he lives in the walls of Unit #15 - and I shall miss him and his troops dearly in the years to come :)&lt;br /&gt;Only semi-true ;) The part about missing him! It really is an unpleasant sound! P.S. Don't tell the new tenants! sol (smile out loud) Yes, I realize I'm a nerk.. Continuing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an exam today, I believe it went fairly well. We will see. A friend came and surprised me with a short visit today. She is awesome. A very encouraging friend! The stars are gorgerous again tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes in our kitchen are piling up.. Amy is starting to pack up her things... I think it's finally becoming real. Moving day: April 27th. I'm sad to be leaving. This house has been home to me for three beautiful years. Many memories, much laughter and some tears.. I'm going to miss this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate John Austin bought home some stale Tim Horton goodies tonight, which I am grateful for - gotta love housemates who work for Tim's :D The cupcake/sprinkle cake and the pecan tart went well with my grilled cheese and bacon sandwich! Yummy! Did I mention that I love food?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I am signing off!&lt;br /&gt;Good night Honey ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111354282196272325?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111354282196272325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111354282196272325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111354282196272325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111354282196272325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/edgar-lives-here.html' title='Edgar lives here...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111344818821912810</id><published>2005-04-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:18:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self and Social Interaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Social psychology is the understanding of the complicated ways in which social life is accomplished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is what I should be studying right now.. but instead I felt inspired to write a blog. Or rather my procrastination skills kicked into gear ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal, my friend Melissa and I have been in 'competition' as to who is the girly girl - neither of us is willing to accept the prize! Your job is to study the evidence and pick a winner. I realize that some of you might not know this Melissa whom I speak of but... p.s. she's the winner ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa Erin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairs of shoes: 20ish&lt;br /&gt;Hair products: too many to list ;)&lt;br /&gt;Accessories: So many to choose from!&lt;br /&gt;Make-up: pretty basic, but she has sparkles!&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: One pink shirt and a variety of skirts and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Plans: I don't know if she has planned her wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah Beth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairs of shoes: 6&lt;br /&gt;Hair products: Shampoo et Conditioner&lt;br /&gt;Accessories: Watch, hair tie and perhaps a necklace somedays...&lt;br /&gt;Make-up: pretty basic as well, no sparkles ;)&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: I must admit, I own some pink items, two of which are dresses ;)&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Plans: I know I have not planned my wedding - I plan to be there though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, comment away... We'd love to hear your feedback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111344818821912810?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111344818821912810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111344818821912810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111344818821912810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111344818821912810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/self-and-social-interaction.html' title='Self and Social Interaction'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111319130650331357</id><published>2005-04-10T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:17:59.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend has been great! My feet hurt, I might possibly smell and I am exhausted, and it's only Sunday afternoon. Church in the Caf is still to come! My feet hurt because I don't think I've sat down much the past couple of days other to eat or sleep, I smell because I was outside minutes ago enjoying my most favourite sport, basketball. I'm exhausted from the reasons above and plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The weekend has consisted of friends, food, work, people, wax, icecream and family. All of which I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friends...Encouraging notes left on my computer, real conversations that challenge and grow me. Silly moments. Ice cream walks, memories... opportunities to learn and grow together. These friendships make my heart glad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Food... that one kind of speaks for itself ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Work... I love my job at Christian Horizons. I love the people that I serve within my house, I love the people that I serve with. I love the different personalities. I love that we can pray and worship God together. I love the conversations. I am stretched through the challenges. I am developing Godly relationships. I am learning a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People... I like people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wax... okay.. maybe I don't love wax, or waxing boy's legs - but it was an interesting experience ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ice cream... see above under food :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Family... Last week, I realized how blessed I am to belong to such a beautiful and loving family. I had spent the evening with a friend praying. God is good, and He blessed us with His presence that night, and continues to :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I came home, with a lot of thoughts. I tried to escape people, because that is what I do best when on the verge of tears.. but I was not sneaky enough - My housemate caught me and asked how my night was, the waterworks began there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was weeping because I am so blessed with the family that God has provided for me - I couldn't ask for more! I know that I am loved, I know that I am welcome and I know that my parents are proud of me, the person that I am, the person I continue to be molded into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am guarteened to laugh when surrounded by family! My family is hilarious :) They have taught me to be silly, yet wise. To know God and to follow Him. To not listen to the worldy standards and expectations but to see God's purpose within all situations. To laugh lots. To be late ;) To be competitive, yet encouraging. For the most part, I am no longer easily embarrassed by my family, yet am thankful for the uniqueness, the talents, the gifts, and the place that I have as a Yoshiki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I LOVE being Me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111319130650331357?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111319130650331357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111319130650331357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111319130650331357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111319130650331357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love.html' title='I love...'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111301264518909712</id><published>2005-04-08T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:12:04.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/88/5064/640/Me31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/88/5064/320/Me31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111301264518909712?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111301264518909712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111301264518909712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111301264518909712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111301264518909712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12006134.post-111300830946000449</id><published>2005-04-08T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:16:30.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Third attempt at my first entry.. why you ask, because technology and I are in disagreement at times :) My first two attempts being times such as these... P.S. Don't push Save as Draft button -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I begin my 'Blog' I'm uncertain as to what words will spill onto these pages... I'm not quite sure why I even created my own personal 'blog'. I love reading other peoples, but am I willing to let others into my thoughts?!? Will my thoughts reveal something about me, that I am only myself learning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was my last day of classes at Trent University! A little bit of mixed feelings... It has been an incredible experience, full of laughter, pranks, domination, friendships, classes, teachings, leadership, stretching, challenges and many beautiful moments. I will be sad to be done. However, I will not be sad to go, because I don't know where I am going, or if I am leaving the town of Peterborough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So many questions that remain unanswered right now. Yet, I don't fear it. I know nothing about my direction in life for right now - I do know that God is in control, that He has a plan. I don't know where He is leading me... but I long to follow Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The song "Where You Lead Me" by Mercy Me captures my thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life/A thousand roads a thousand ways/And why am I/So afraid to move/I crossed the line/I'm stepping out so come what may/I'll give it all/Cause I'm drawn to you/As long as my heart is beating//Where you lead me, I will follow/Where you lead me, I'll give my life away/Where you lead me, I will follow/Forever and a day//I can't deny/Your very presence is my life/And why would I/Ever turn away/Cause deep inside/I know that I can not rely/ On anything/Less than faith/As long as my heart is beating/This is all I'm dreaming of/To live completely in Your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently I have been learning what it means to give my all to Christ. To sacrifice. To honour. To trust. To love. To believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lamentations 3:21-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yet this I call to mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and therefore I have hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Because of the LORD's great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love we are not consumed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for his compassions never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They are new every morning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;great is your faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;therefore I will wait for him".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My prayer is that I can wait with a serving heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12006134-111300830946000449?l=sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/feeds/111300830946000449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12006134&amp;postID=111300830946000449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111300830946000449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12006134/posts/default/111300830946000449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyoshiki.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-entry.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>Sarah Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473129110236169615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
