<?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-10635645</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:25:12.157+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUE FOREST SOAPBOX</title><subtitle type='html'>"Truth is a hard master,
and costly to serve,
but it simplifies all problems." - Ellis Peters</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>612</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6964932099575730808</id><published>2011-12-09T00:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:47:04.763+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>As my daughter in law was commenting last week on how not many people and churches commit to support missionaries monthly nowadays she wrote, "I often read Hebrews 11, and I always look at my daughter Faith and remind myself about what Faith is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSbKHGUB_qY/TuDZa9j0unI/AAAAAAAAIRo/WsqNmNwO6KY/s1600/3%2B-%2BLuke%2527s%2BFamily-770623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683781786966211186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSbKHGUB_qY/TuDZa9j0unI/AAAAAAAAIRo/WsqNmNwO6KY/s320/3%2B-%2BLuke%2527s%2BFamily-770623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Yuko &amp;amp; Luke Elliot with Grace, Faith and Judah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elliotexpress.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Elliot Express&lt;/a&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6964932099575730808?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6964932099575730808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6964932099575730808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6964932099575730808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6964932099575730808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/12/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSbKHGUB_qY/TuDZa9j0unI/AAAAAAAAIRo/WsqNmNwO6KY/s72-c/3%2B-%2BLuke%2527s%2BFamily-770623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6310627228652132254</id><published>2011-09-20T13:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:12:06.712+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm reading this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How has it come about that we use the highly emotive word "stagnation", with all its malodorous andmalarial overtones, for what other ages would have called "permanence"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - C. S. Lewis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Kenneth Myers - a strenuous read but a goldmine! I liked the above quote from C.S.Lewis's "De Decriptione Temporum" so much that I tracked down the lecture in its entirety. (Lewis's lecture can be downloaded at &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/DeDescriptioneTemporum"&gt;Community Books&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gods-Children-Blue-Suede-Shoes/dp/0891075380/ref=cm_sw_em_r_dp_gcaEob1YPNH5Z_im"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1026" border="0" alt="All God's Children and Blue Suede Shoes: Christians and Popular Culture (Turning Point Christian Worldview)" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51mB2F5egZL._SL500_OU01__SL240__.jpg" width="150" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1025" border="0" src="http://www.amazon.com:80/gp/redirect.html/ref=swf_em_vw_dp_gcaEob1YPNH5Z?location=http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/x-locale/traffic/s9m/1x1-trans-pixel._V195595349_.gif&amp;amp;token=957BBB0669152D76BE1C614537975585163C1748" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6310627228652132254?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6310627228652132254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6310627228652132254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6310627228652132254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6310627228652132254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-im-reading-this-week.html' title='What I&apos;m reading this week'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7655780775612525132</id><published>2011-09-06T00:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:48:07.994+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Take time to smell the roses!</title><content type='html'>We had another tea party today. Daughter # 4 and I planned it around a (rose) garden theme and my sister came with her two daughters. (Daughter # 3 would have joined us - but she was hospitalized last Tuesday with late pregnancy hyper-tension.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pk73Xjl1MOQ/TmTngCq3vTI/AAAAAAAAIP4/iihQLjlVRL0/s1600/P9050037a-710251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648894370287959346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pk73Xjl1MOQ/TmTngCq3vTI/AAAAAAAAIP4/iihQLjlVRL0/s320/P9050037a-710251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Ghent &amp;amp; Elliot Women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nTFe8UNXVE/TmTngrwVzrI/AAAAAAAAIQA/VNk9TVCy0EQ/s1600/ginger%2Bbread-713193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648894381316755122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nTFe8UNXVE/TmTngrwVzrI/AAAAAAAAIQA/VNk9TVCy0EQ/s320/ginger%2Bbread-713193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Ginger Bread &amp;amp; Earl Grey Citrous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdpncvO9dNI/TmTnhDwn_TI/AAAAAAAAIQI/ci_8nm6Qnac/s1600/P9050009-715214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648894387760397618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdpncvO9dNI/TmTnhDwn_TI/AAAAAAAAIQI/ci_8nm6Qnac/s320/P9050009-715214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We played something like the "Ungame" (with a garden theme). As we shared garden memories my sister told us about a very special rose bush she used to stop and look at on her way to the super market. She reminded us to "Take time to smell the roses!" That's why we do tea parties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7655780775612525132?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7655780775612525132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7655780775612525132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7655780775612525132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7655780775612525132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-time-to-smell-roses.html' title='Take time to smell the roses!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pk73Xjl1MOQ/TmTngCq3vTI/AAAAAAAAIP4/iihQLjlVRL0/s72-c/P9050037a-710251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7113192956425393912</id><published>2011-09-03T22:50:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:02:17.323+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I want an un-cool church</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a church that includes fussy kids, old liturgy, bad sound, weird congregants, and… brace yourself… painfully amateur “special music” now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for one thing, when the gospel story is accompanied by a fog machine and light show, I always get this creeped-out feeling like someone’s trying to sell me something. It’s as though we’re all compensating for the fact that Christianity’s not good enough to stand on its own so we’re adding snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure how this blog caught my attention. I’ve never never heard of Rachel Held Evans. Maybe it was the title – “Blessed are the un-cool”. It certainly wasn’t the first paragraph because I’d never heard of “Mumford and Sons” either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason I started reading – and I was hooked by the second paragraph! (Quoted above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might want to read the whole thing: &lt;a href="http://rachelheldevans.com/blessed-are-the-uncool"&gt;Blessed are the un-cool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her final paragraph: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We’re all un-cool. We’re all in need of a Savior. So let’s cut the crap, pull the plug, and have us some distracting church services… the kind where Jesus would fit right in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7113192956425393912?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7113192956425393912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7113192956425393912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7113192956425393912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7113192956425393912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/09/un-cool-christianily.html' title='Why I want an un-cool church'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1850498733952420742</id><published>2011-08-29T22:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:14:31.181+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Their own little world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“...let it be remembered that most men live in a world of their own, and that in that limited circle alone are they ambitious for distinction and applause. Thus, cases of injustice, and oppression, and tyranny, and the most extravagant bigotry, are in constant occurrence among us every day. It is the custom to trumpet forth much wonder and astonishment at the chief actors therein setting at defiance so completely the opinion of the world; but there is no greater fallacy; it is precisely because it is precisely because they do consult the opinion of their own little world that such things take place at all, and strike the great world dumb with amazement.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Charles Dickens, &lt;em&gt;“The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1850498733952420742?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1850498733952420742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1850498733952420742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1850498733952420742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1850498733952420742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/08/their-own-little-world.html' title='Their own little world'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1704785006570749186</id><published>2011-07-11T11:40:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:50:50.769+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhCmBeKoMMM/ThpjHpmilNI/AAAAAAAAIMg/H4vs_MHo9OA/s1600/11.07.09-758253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627919667430593746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhCmBeKoMMM/ThpjHpmilNI/AAAAAAAAIMg/H4vs_MHo9OA/s320/11.07.09-758253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;Saturday night we had quite a crowd around the supper table - my favorite kind of crowd! There's nothing quite like a diverse (at least 6 ethnic backgrounds this time) crowd of young people and lots of serious (and not so serious) discussion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1704785006570749186?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1704785006570749186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1704785006570749186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1704785006570749186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1704785006570749186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/07/around-table.html' title='Around the Table'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhCmBeKoMMM/ThpjHpmilNI/AAAAAAAAIMg/H4vs_MHo9OA/s72-c/11.07.09-758253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6777046756105943829</id><published>2011-07-04T23:23:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T08:23:01.589+09:00</updated><title type='text'>寂しい！</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine life without trees! And I didn't want to imagine life without "the tree"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2nZwsHg41U/ThHOAEkpKlI/AAAAAAAAIMA/fA3AHjHlYk8/s1600/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%25282%2529-794553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625503910185216594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2nZwsHg41U/ThHOAEkpKlI/AAAAAAAAIMA/fA3AHjHlYk8/s320/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%25282%2529-794553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;But the power company didn't give us a choice, so last Friday my husband went to work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q65dysxQHXg/ThHOBk3d-QI/AAAAAAAAIMI/FQQxWW5cp1U/s1600/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%25283%2529-798165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625503936033978626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q65dysxQHXg/ThHOBk3d-QI/AAAAAAAAIMI/FQQxWW5cp1U/s320/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%25283%2529-798165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It looks a bit bare out front now... But a lot sunnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igYVFAFFjx8/ThHOCMKMuAI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/IUDG8zH6Ohk/s1600/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%252814%2529-703275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625503946581522434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igYVFAFFjx8/ThHOCMKMuAI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/IUDG8zH6Ohk/s320/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%252814%2529-703275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And my husband says that, once the retaining wall is fixed, we can put in a shorter tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6777046756105943829?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6777046756105943829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6777046756105943829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6777046756105943829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6777046756105943829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='寂しい！'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2nZwsHg41U/ThHOAEkpKlI/AAAAAAAAIMA/fA3AHjHlYk8/s72-c/June%2B8%2B2011%2Bcutting%2Bpine%2Btree%2B%25282%2529-794553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3217200442942774638</id><published>2011-07-03T23:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:19:35.931+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, John Elliot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxK3P3HicMs/ThB9y0TJXbI/AAAAAAAAIL4/0eATrGAwVO8/s1600/P1010069-727753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134246571630002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxK3P3HicMs/ThB9y0TJXbI/AAAAAAAAIL4/0eATrGAwVO8/s320/P1010069-727753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was reminded of the line's Jehoachim Neander's hymn "Praise to the Lord": Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been, Granted in what He ordaineth?&lt;br /&gt;I have a good husband - one I probably wouldn't have chosen without a little (a great deal of ?) help from my friends and relations - but who turned out to be what I desired. I am so grateful for what God ordained.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3217200442942774638?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3217200442942774638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3217200442942774638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3217200442942774638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3217200442942774638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-i-was-reminded-of-lines-jehoachim.html' title='Happy Birthday, John Elliot!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxK3P3HicMs/ThB9y0TJXbI/AAAAAAAAIL4/0eATrGAwVO8/s72-c/P1010069-727753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3422091224194283008</id><published>2011-06-19T00:01:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:29:03.549+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite pastimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"&gt;Our family is a family that reads together&lt;br /&gt;... or listens to Audio Books together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9T1J1C9zj4/Tfy9_o5OzII/AAAAAAAAIJE/jkjaWmxSQC0/s1600/SarahLaurie-742035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619575336058408066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9T1J1C9zj4/Tfy9_o5OzII/AAAAAAAAIJE/jkjaWmxSQC0/s320/SarahLaurie-742035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In the last year, Daughter # 4 and I have downloaded all sorts of books but of late we’ve listened to a prodigious lot of Charles Dickens and G.K. Chesterton. On the way back from Karuizawa we listened to the “Man Who Knew Too Much." But it’s his “Eugenics and Other Evils” that has me hooked just now. I love his wit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“One is a means and the other an end; they are in different mental worlds. Leaving the complications of the human breakfast-table out of account, in an elemental sense, the egg only exists to produce the chicken. But the chicken does not exist only in order to produce another egg.” - G.K.Chesterton, “What's Wrong With the World” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3422091224194283008?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3422091224194283008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3422091224194283008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3422091224194283008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3422091224194283008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/06/favorite-pastimes.html' title='Favorite pastimes'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9T1J1C9zj4/Tfy9_o5OzII/AAAAAAAAIJE/jkjaWmxSQC0/s72-c/SarahLaurie-742035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2826800856746089283</id><published>2011-04-19T10:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:35:05.407+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OMF Video - 2011 Tohoku Earthquake/Tsunami</title><content type='html'>Some of our OMF colleagues put together a video portraying the Great East Japan Earthquake Disaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/22420842?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" frameborder="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/22420842"&gt;OMF Kanto/Tohoku Earthquake&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mcgintym"&gt;Mike McGinty&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;It's not as informational as my husband's reports - its more image based and meant to stir your heart to prayer. We hope you'll take 5 minutes to sit down and view it prayerfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2826800856746089283?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2826800856746089283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2826800856746089283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2826800856746089283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2826800856746089283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-of-our-omf-colleagues-put-together.html' title='OMF Video - 2011 Tohoku Earthquake/Tsunami'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5941571603324329267</id><published>2011-04-13T22:48:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:07:26.858+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm staying, too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I must confess I've been having a really hard time with foreign news coverage of all the recent (tragic) events in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I finally found this article by David McNeill.  &lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/asia/their-country-may-be-shattered-but-their-spirit-is-unbroken-2266936.html"&gt;Their country may be shattered, but their spirit is unbroken&lt;/a&gt;   (The link will probably stop working in a few days - so read it soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the final paragraph! It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above all, what will stay with me after these communities are rebuilt, the Fukushima plant is encased in its concrete coffin and the iodine, caesium and plutonium has stopped seeping from its bowels, is the way Japanese people carried themselves during this crisis. I'm thinking now of the smiles I saw around Iwate, of the many old people and children in the prefecture who shoved food into my hands and told ME to keep going. I think these qualities are social, not genetic, built up over generations, and possibly stronger in the northeast where life has traditionally been harsher. But whatever the reason, it works. And I'm staying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5941571603324329267?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5941571603324329267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5941571603324329267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5941571603324329267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5941571603324329267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-staying-too.html' title='I&apos;m staying, too!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6969593431419104205</id><published>2011-03-31T16:16:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T17:11:17.191+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Even then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was in 8th Grade my English teacher, Mrs. Gleason, gave me a small volume of poems entitled: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SILENT FLOWERS: A New Collection of Japanese Haiku Poems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." I love that little book and its poems. My daughters, born and raised in Japanese schools, claim that haiku "just don't work" in English. But these poems - though perhaps different than the originals - still speak to me. One of my favorites through the years has been this haiku of Issa's: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A world of grief and pain: Flowers bloom; Even then... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5590109490953374929%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I often make a trip to Takayama in Miyagi Prefecture during the spring vacation. These photos were taken by a student friend in April 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The beach there was hard hit by "the tsunami." My friend, who watched from her home high on the cliff, said it was actually 3 incredibly large tsunami - and then the water just kept sloshing for next several days. Many of our friends lost their cars, their homes, their possessions, their businesses.... Yes, there is grief and pain. But as I listen to this friend and others I realize that "flowers bloom; even then!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6969593431419104205?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6969593431419104205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6969593431419104205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6969593431419104205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6969593431419104205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-then.html' title='Even then...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7958145274711149873</id><published>2011-03-22T17:20:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:54:17.786+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The inequities of life</title><content type='html'>When our children were small one oft repeated piece of Elliot wisdom was, "Life isn't fair, Princess." And truly it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, but not fair - we don't all get the same cards! Some people get good cards and play them well, some people get good cards and play them badly. And truthfully, some people get bad cards which they may play badly... or they may play them well and win afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is down in Iwate again. In one of his earlier reports he said, "&lt;em&gt;The eeriest thing is the abrupt line between the totally destroyed and the completely untouched. How will people process this? Half the town lost everything, the rest 'got off easy'; at least, it must seem so to the locals... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5586807810386453857%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsunami Damage Along the Iwate Coastline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my husband wrote up some reflections:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theelliots.org/Soapbox2011/P_is_for_Panic.pdf"&gt;P is for Panic - don't!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he wrote &lt;a href="http://theelliots.org/Soapbox2011/Back_to_the_Seaside.pdf"&gt;Back to the Seaside&lt;/a&gt; and the photos above were taken to accompany that  report. Looking at the photos one wants to echo his final question: "&lt;em&gt;Who will clean up this colossal mess?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; people process it? Will they play these "bad" cards well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7958145274711149873?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7958145274711149873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7958145274711149873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7958145274711149873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7958145274711149873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/inequities-of-life.html' title='The inequities of life'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3310830744004972008</id><published>2011-03-15T00:58:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:44:43.088+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZit3ejcApE/TX47vt23dqI/AAAAAAAAHsc/Za9AbRDThNw/s1600/DSC03237-761376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583966278935606946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZit3ejcApE/TX47vt23dqI/AAAAAAAAHsc/Za9AbRDThNw/s320/DSC03237-761376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Takayama, Shichigahama - now devastated by the recent tsunami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why do people like to scare each other?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When something bad happens people like to talk about it and, to be honest, I do, too! But yesterday as the conversation around the table at church started getting dismal I was very conscious of the fact that there is a point of diminishing returns... I tried to introduce a bit of optimism into the conversation by sharing the Bible verses that have been comforting me. But almost as soon as I finished my sentence someone (whom I thought should know better) took it right back to the dark side. Sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do not lose heart or be afraid when rumors are heard in the land; one rumor comes this year, another the next, rumors of violence in the land and of ruler against ruler.&lt;o:p&gt; Jeremiah 51:46 &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God IS in control. We don’t have to scare ourselves with every dark speculation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3310830744004972008?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3310830744004972008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3310830744004972008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3310830744004972008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3310830744004972008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/rumors.html' title='Don&apos;t be afraid'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZit3ejcApE/TX47vt23dqI/AAAAAAAAHsc/Za9AbRDThNw/s72-c/DSC03237-761376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-4126533363637457580</id><published>2011-03-11T21:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:14:21.939+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should be going to bed soon... Well, actually my usual bedtime is in three hours. But its dark and cold and bed would probably be more comfortable! But no one wants to sleep after an earthquake. At least not in my house!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;We ate dinner by candlelight and tried to play a game (Cranium) but we kept wondering about this friend and that and when Daughter # 1 phoned with the news that was/is the worst earthquake in Japan’s recorded history (I’m not sure how they measure that... ) we gave up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;At that point we gave up and my husband went out and got the generator so we make contact with the outside world. A little... not much phone service!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve been meaning to memorize Psalm 46 for a long time.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; PSALM 46:2 Therefore we will not fear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though the earth give way    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though its waters roar and foam    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the mountains quake with their surging.  Selah&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-4126533363637457580?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4126533363637457580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=4126533363637457580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4126533363637457580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4126533363637457580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-will-not-fear.html' title='I will not fear'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1776171887956503184</id><published>2011-03-11T09:14:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:25:19.248+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What chidren learn...</title><content type='html'>This morning we received an email from Daughter # 1 that sent her father into fits of laughter for at least 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_XHEO8ZGX1o/TXlpfmLBeSI/AAAAAAAAHsA/rSuxSKsSzOY/s1600/110310_1509%257E01001-794126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582609204646082850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_XHEO8ZGX1o/TXlpfmLBeSI/AAAAAAAAHsA/rSuxSKsSzOY/s320/110310_1509%257E01001-794126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kye annoying his big sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The text accompanying the 2 photos was a quote from her frustrated daughter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy! I scolded Kye. I don't have any patience! Kye takes my patience away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e45hru0z4q4/TXlpf7h5CPI/AAAAAAAAHsI/6TNp-LU6SA8/s1600/110310_1553%257E01002-795465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582609210379143410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e45hru0z4q4/TXlpf7h5CPI/AAAAAAAAHsI/6TNp-LU6SA8/s320/110310_1553%257E01002-795465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1776171887956503184?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1776171887956503184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1776171887956503184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1776171887956503184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1776171887956503184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-chidren-learn.html' title='What chidren learn...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_XHEO8ZGX1o/TXlpfmLBeSI/AAAAAAAAHsA/rSuxSKsSzOY/s72-c/110310_1509%257E01001-794126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8840446841487455742</id><published>2011-03-09T00:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:27:28.379+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Conformity of Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just as iron filings are drawn to the strongest magnet, so minds weakened by a loss of truth are drawn to the most powerful positions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Os G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uinness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8840446841487455742?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8840446841487455742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8840446841487455742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8840446841487455742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8840446841487455742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/03/conformity-of-thinking.html' title='Conformity of Thinking'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-9057757273737143944</id><published>2011-02-16T14:42:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:45:57.681+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You Must Not Quit</title><content type='html'>An old classmate posted part of “You Must Not Quit” in her FB status the other day. It really resonated so I looked up the rest – well, to be honest a friend googled it for me – and the full text is:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As every one of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far;&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;that you must not quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt; C. W. Longenecker &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I love that last bit: “It may be near when it seems so far; So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit. It’s when things seem worst, that you cannot quit!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I think of all I might have lost and I realize it was WORTH IT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofMOno-F-qM/TVtlOygljdI/AAAAAAAAHrU/7jlvh6kgGYQ/s1600/DSC00813-722576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574160268552146386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofMOno-F-qM/TVtlOygljdI/AAAAAAAAHrU/7jlvh6kgGYQ/s320/DSC00813-722576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;We need a new family photo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;(This is half of us at Mary's wedding last fall.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I look at what might still be lost – and I keep going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7vdcRQ8i3o/TVtlPcZ89rI/AAAAAAAAHrc/vQ9_hbrAdbY/s1600/P9240320-724629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574160279798609586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7vdcRQ8i3o/TVtlPcZ89rI/AAAAAAAAHrc/vQ9_hbrAdbY/s320/P9240320-724629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ajigasawa Gospel Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-9057757273737143944?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9057757273737143944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=9057757273737143944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9057757273737143944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9057757273737143944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-must-not-quit.html' title='You Must Not Quit'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofMOno-F-qM/TVtlOygljdI/AAAAAAAAHrU/7jlvh6kgGYQ/s72-c/DSC00813-722576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8219337617708250264</id><published>2011-02-11T18:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:37:40.721+09:00</updated><title type='text'>For my daughters - and all daughters</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LnaZqHy2ZHE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8219337617708250264?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8219337617708250264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8219337617708250264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8219337617708250264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8219337617708250264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-my-daughters-and-all-daughters.html' title='For my daughters - and all daughters'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LnaZqHy2ZHE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5255080298596541924</id><published>2011-02-11T16:28:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:55:18.381+09:00</updated><title type='text'>But Not Through Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last week I began re-reading a book by one of my favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZHYYwmqUFM/TVTlPo3LDGI/AAAAAAAAHq4/nG5wKVWXhUY/s1600/41NECJER8CL__SS500_-741335.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572330695793773666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZHYYwmqUFM/TVTlPo3LDGI/AAAAAAAAHq4/nG5wKVWXhUY/s320/41NECJER8CL__SS500_-741335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd forgotten how good it was. A few of the thoughts that really struck me were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The truth shall set you free” may be the most popular university motto across the Western world, but while the text still adorns the walls, the truth no longer animates the minds. (p.11)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of the two, the postmodern view is unquestionably the more dangerous today – not because it is postmodern, but because it is current. (p.15)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we live in truth and become people of truth, our primary responsibility will be evident – ourselves. Our overarching life-task will be clear – to seek the truth, speak the truth, and live the truth. And the one effective stand that no one can take from us will be certain – as Solzhenitsyn declared in his Nobel address, “Let the lie come into the world, even dominate the world, but not through me.” (p.19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Os Guinness, "Time for Truth"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like that last paragraph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How important to realize that&lt;em&gt;"If we live in truth and become people of truth, our primary responsibility will be evident – ourselves." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And how important to determine in our own hearts:  &lt;em&gt;'Let the lie come into the world, even dominate the world, but not through me.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5255080298596541924?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5255080298596541924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5255080298596541924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5255080298596541924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5255080298596541924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/but-not-through-me.html' title='But Not Through Me'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZHYYwmqUFM/TVTlPo3LDGI/AAAAAAAAHq4/nG5wKVWXhUY/s72-c/41NECJER8CL__SS500_-741335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-498932549820195780</id><published>2011-02-01T10:21:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:33:49.669+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter reading... and rereading</title><content type='html'>I reread Maxine Hancock's "The Forever Principle" last week. It was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The old women are bolder than the rest. You couldn't turn them bad. They believe in God." Solzhenitsyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-498932549820195780?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/498932549820195780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=498932549820195780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/498932549820195780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/498932549820195780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/02/winter-reading-and-rereading.html' title='Winter reading... and rereading'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5907459564535954235</id><published>2011-01-15T20:50:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:05:23.454+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there snow?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGKRSITHmI/AAAAAAAAHp8/k7SHlIg_3zM/s1600/110113_0941%257E03-793458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562379044308328034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGKRSITHmI/AAAAAAAAHp8/k7SHlIg_3zM/s320/110113_0941%257E03-793458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our Little Girl in the Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The other day an old friend asked about the snow&lt;/span&gt;. A few hours later Daughter #1 sent these photos of her own daughter playing in Sapporo park. Yes, we have snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGKRvZQlSI/AAAAAAAAHqE/RomYTH_W-t4/s1600/110113_0941%257E02-794024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562379052164093218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGKRvZQlSI/AAAAAAAAHqE/RomYTH_W-t4/s320/110113_0941%257E02-794024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dog to the Rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5907459564535954235?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5907459564535954235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5907459564535954235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5907459564535954235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5907459564535954235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-there-snow.html' title='Is there snow?!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGKRSITHmI/AAAAAAAAHp8/k7SHlIg_3zM/s72-c/110113_0941%257E03-793458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3460244046888342155</id><published>2011-01-15T20:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:29:14.125+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A little chilly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ls6GPIENzVT-8KCe5k7RJW91t1cswofmVJ29GyczBIE?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGJ3NmYFUI/AAAAAAAAHqM/dK_wGZgI3EI/s400/110106_214205-787427.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Newly married Daughter #3 sent us this photo last week. Apparently she heard her husband snorting with laughter and when she went to investigate she found the laundry had frozen on the line - in the house! A few days later she sent a photo of the water frozen in the cat's dish. We have a little more insulation than they do - they're renting an old farm house - but even here I sometimes feel a little chilly working upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this Old Testament blessing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"The LORD bless you and keep you;&lt;br /&gt;the LORD make his face shine upon you and&lt;br /&gt;be gracious to you;&lt;br /&gt;the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace."&lt;br /&gt;- Numbers 6:24-26 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be honest, in the middle of a January/February I want to FEEL His face shining on me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3460244046888342155?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3460244046888342155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3460244046888342155&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3460244046888342155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3460244046888342155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-chilly.html' title='A little chilly!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TTGJ3NmYFUI/AAAAAAAAHqM/dK_wGZgI3EI/s72-c/110106_214205-787427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6999372533804758676</id><published>2011-01-11T14:21:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:31:13.505+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my favorite photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSvo_z1GgXI/AAAAAAAAHpY/7l_qycG1DtM/s1600/IMG_0122-726281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560794347861344626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSvo_z1GgXI/AAAAAAAAHpY/7l_qycG1DtM/s320/IMG_0122-726281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nathan Elliot Smith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'MS PGothic';font-size:12;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ve been thinking about God as a refuge and looking up verses about it ever since I quoted this one yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PR 14:26 He who fears the LORD has a secure fortress,&lt;br /&gt;and for his children it will be a refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not all of us have parents who fear the Lord. Some of the (now grown-up) children I have in my heart came from fear-full homes. Even for children from “Christian homes” there may come a day when they need to remember”: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS 27:10 Though my father and mother forsake me,&lt;br /&gt;the LORD will receive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSvpACt7p7I/AAAAAAAAHpg/LwVOYcUSI7c/s1600/IMG_0634-727916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560794351857805234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSvpACt7p7I/AAAAAAAAHpg/LwVOYcUSI7c/s320/IMG_0634-727916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this photo! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It reminds me of these verses in Isaiah: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Can a mother forget the baby at her breast&lt;br /&gt;and have no compassion on the child she has borne?&lt;br /&gt;Though she may forget,&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget you!&lt;br /&gt;See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Having nursed 5 babies my instinctive reply is a snorted “No way! A baby at the breast can’t be ignored!” And that’s the point – a mother’s love (even when she’s frustrated) is pretty strong but God’s is so much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I remember something else – a baby demands love. Maybe when we don’t “feel” God’s love it’s because we aren’t nuzzling up like a baby and looking for it - where we’re likely to find it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6999372533804758676?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6999372533804758676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6999372533804758676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6999372533804758676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6999372533804758676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/01/nathan-elliot-smith-ive-been-thinking.html' title='Some of my favorite photos'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSvo_z1GgXI/AAAAAAAAHpY/7l_qycG1DtM/s72-c/IMG_0122-726281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1205823508019477480</id><published>2011-01-08T13:16:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T13:32:46.510+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A new little boy for Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I am a happy lady! Daughter #2 gave birth to her first child today, a son, Nathan Elliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSfmRpaEReI/AAAAAAAAHoo/abKTJsWQSzw/s1600/IMG_0621-784932.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559665455859516898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSfmRpaEReI/AAAAAAAAHoo/abKTJsWQSzw/s320/IMG_0621-784932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish I was in this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every time a baby is born I think of these words in Deuteronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If Nathan's parents follow this advice I think he'll find this proverb true:  &lt;em&gt;He who fears the LORD has a secure fortress, and for his children it will be a refuge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1205823508019477480?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1205823508019477480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1205823508019477480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1205823508019477480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1205823508019477480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-little-boy-for-jesus.html' title='A new little boy for Jesus'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TSfmRpaEReI/AAAAAAAAHoo/abKTJsWQSzw/s72-c/IMG_0621-784932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1536975261853777970</id><published>2010-12-27T12:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:47:07.036+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How will we celebrate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgKwA8Ov-I/AAAAAAAAHoI/c_CzrH55DQ4/s1600/72-748088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555201960364130274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgKwA8Ov-I/AAAAAAAAHoI/c_CzrH55DQ4/s320/72-748088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th Wedding Anniversary (1995)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;This year we will celebrate as we so often do – at &lt;a href="http://livingenglishcamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aomori Living English Camp&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgKwtkHEeI/AAAAAAAAHoQ/x53WbCJljVA/s1600/PC270417-749495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555201972342559202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgKwtkHEeI/AAAAAAAAHoQ/x53WbCJljVA/s320/PC270417-749495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp - circa 2002&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Of course, later in January we’ll go out – dinner for two – and take our annual “Marriage Check-up” over coffee and dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1536975261853777970?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1536975261853777970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1536975261853777970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1536975261853777970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1536975261853777970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-will-we-celebrate.html' title='How will we celebrate?'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgKwA8Ov-I/AAAAAAAAHoI/c_CzrH55DQ4/s72-c/72-748088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8805057549425583116</id><published>2010-12-27T12:16:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:32:13.780+09:00</updated><title type='text'>35 years good years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Last night my husband and I watched a movie about our generation. It was a movie I would not recommend to you - but it WAS cause for reflection. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I am so glad that I did not engage in the free living that so many of my friends engaged in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I am so glad that I had a grandfather who showed us by word and deed that building family relationships was way, way more important - and satisfying - than pursuing our own selfish interests. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I am not sorry that I married young and stayed married. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgFOQ_25PI/AAAAAAAAHoA/asThTfdks_g/s1600/165098_487451712887_656772887_5802725_8335388_n-732456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555195883000620274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgFOQ_25PI/AAAAAAAAHoA/asThTfdks_g/s320/165098_487451712887_656772887_5802725_8335388_n-732456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Today is our 35&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; wedding anniversary and, quite frankly, I am happier than ever. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;To all my young (and old) friends I pass on this good advice of Solomon’s: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Let love and faithfulness never leave you;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;bind them around your neck,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;write them on the tablet of your heart. &lt;sub&gt;Proverbs 3:3&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8805057549425583116?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8805057549425583116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8805057549425583116&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8805057549425583116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8805057549425583116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/35-years-good-years.html' title='35 years good years'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRgFOQ_25PI/AAAAAAAAHoA/asThTfdks_g/s72-c/165098_487451712887_656772887_5802725_8335388_n-732456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7821298691697579879</id><published>2010-12-22T15:07:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:23:06.136+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A mother (in-law)'s good advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Last night I was chatting cheerfully with a daughter (who this time shall remain not only nameless but numberless) when the conversation suddenly took a gloomier turn as she wondered aloud whether certain friends of the family find her unpleasant.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;I passed on my mother-in-law’s philosophy concerning human relationships. This can be summed up in her synopsis of a TV program she once watched about mothers-in-law. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;One insightful mother-in-law said she wasn’t going to waste her time worrying about what her daughter-in-law thought about her because she figured that if you just concentrate on loving people as they are, sooner or later they will respond favorably. This is a good philosophy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRGVqtVbNgI/AAAAAAAAHn0/AjhdGtPiz4k/s1600/27806_396587739169_512149169_3939894_344305_n-757429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553384376481035778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRGVqtVbNgI/AAAAAAAAHn0/AjhdGtPiz4k/s320/27806_396587739169_512149169_3939894_344305_n-757429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wonderful mother-in-law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;So my advice to my daughter last night and to everyone - men and women, young and old - is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t try to figure out what people think of you&lt;br /&gt;- just smile big and love them as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7821298691697579879?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7821298691697579879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7821298691697579879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7821298691697579879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7821298691697579879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/mother-in-laws-good-advice.html' title='A mother (in-law)&apos;s good advice'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TRGVqtVbNgI/AAAAAAAAHn0/AjhdGtPiz4k/s72-c/27806_396587739169_512149169_3939894_344305_n-757429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6262953565714667605</id><published>2010-12-20T10:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:40:19.910+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort Zones</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The problems I’ve been experiencing with my right hand since the summer reminds me that foolishly ignoring signals of discomfort and pushing on with an uncomfortable activity may lead to sad (and chronic) consequences.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Yet, paradoxically, it’s sometimes good to explore the edges of our comfort zone and push the edges out a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;We have some good reasons for not accepting teams and this week I remembered what they were. However, I was also glad that we laid those reasons aside this time - for other good reasons.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;This week the team from &lt;a href="http://galileebpchurch.org/"&gt;Galilee Bible Presby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://galileebpchurch.org/"&gt;terian Church&lt;/a&gt; in Singapore enriched our lives and blessed us in many ways. I hope we also blessed them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TQ6zJUnoK-I/AAAAAAAAHmo/0BR-pA-oxOs/s1600/009-20101219-untitled%2Bshoot_DSC1184-796483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552572363329514466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TQ6zJUnoK-I/AAAAAAAAHmo/0BR-pA-oxOs/s320/009-20101219-untitled%2Bshoot_DSC1184-796483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The team from Galilean Bible-Presbyterian Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;I hope to see these people again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6262953565714667605?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6262953565714667605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6262953565714667605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6262953565714667605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6262953565714667605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/comfort-zones.html' title='Comfort Zones'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TQ6zJUnoK-I/AAAAAAAAHmo/0BR-pA-oxOs/s72-c/009-20101219-untitled%2Bshoot_DSC1184-796483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8472300867036060601</id><published>2010-12-13T23:25:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:44:52.757+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My talented niece</title><content type='html'>Mary asked her cousin Naomi to do the decorating for the wedding - on a shoestring - and she did one bang up job! I imagine she had some coaching on the side (from her mother) and I know she had some help (from her brother and also a friend or two) but we were impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5550169809593965105%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See if you can find the rabbits :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The picture Naomi used for the welcome board was drawn for Mary by one of her Sunday School Students at Takayama this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8472300867036060601?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8472300867036060601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8472300867036060601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8472300867036060601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8472300867036060601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-talented-niece.html' title='My talented niece'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1638081013826661059</id><published>2010-12-13T23:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:36:44.492+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's Wedding - Naomi's photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/laurieandjohnelliot/MarySWeddingNaomiSPhotos?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TQYdNu6s2rE/AAAAAAAAHlU/VRJ0LHmjlo8/s160-c/MarySWeddingNaomiSPhotos.jpg" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #4d4d4d; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/laurieandjohnelliot/MarySWeddingNaomiSPhotos?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Naomi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(click on photo)&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1638081013826661059?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1638081013826661059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1638081013826661059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1638081013826661059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1638081013826661059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/marys-wedding-naomis-photos.html' title='Mary&apos;s Wedding - Naomi&apos;s photos'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TQYdNu6s2rE/AAAAAAAAHlU/VRJ0LHmjlo8/s72-c/MarySWeddingNaomiSPhotos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8803338341478443635</id><published>2010-12-07T23:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T23:09:51.968+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Messiah - the music we love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our youngest daughter phoned her sister this morning and discovered that the honeymooners will be back in time for Messiah after all I am so glad! (I did wonder how they could bear to miss it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TP4-8HTCFQI/AAAAAAAAHcQ/BM0_FINtzok/s1600/154556_10150345133345157_846450156_16073528_2152720_n-771996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940993438979330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TP4-8HTCFQI/AAAAAAAAHcQ/BM0_FINtzok/s320/154556_10150345133345157_846450156_16073528_2152720_n-771996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handel's "Messiah" in Hirosaki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, December 10, 2010 at 6:30 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the Bunka Kaikan (across from the park)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8803338341478443635?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8803338341478443635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8803338341478443635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8803338341478443635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8803338341478443635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/12/messiah.html' title='Messiah - the music we love'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TP4-8HTCFQI/AAAAAAAAHcQ/BM0_FINtzok/s72-c/154556_10150345133345157_846450156_16073528_2152720_n-771996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-4459120394536526986</id><published>2010-11-29T20:15:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:33:05.557+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Witnesses</title><content type='html'>On Saturday Daughter # 3 and her young man made their vows "before God and these witnesses." The witnesses were a pretty special lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5544834355665273665%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Renee's album (I'm glad our friends carry cameras!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years we have often talked about the importance of a wedding as right of passage and how doing things in the wrong order kind of screws up the significance. Daughter # 3 did things in the right order and it really did make the wedding extra special.She has always said you can see the look of anticipation on the faces and it did seem she was right. Anyway she was shiningly beautiful and he was so cute... nervous and happy. I think my favorite moment was when she took his hands and whispered "大丈夫!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-4459120394536526986?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4459120394536526986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=4459120394536526986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4459120394536526986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4459120394536526986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/witnesses.html' title='Witnesses'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3730171292760394075</id><published>2010-11-28T09:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:10:15.759+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday - a beginning</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Daughter # 3 was married at 2 pm and gone by 4 pm. By 8 pm we'd pretty well cleaned up - except for a lot of forgotten dishes and furoshiki. (The reception was just a simple Dessert Potluck in the church. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we crashed a little - listened to Daughter # 4's birthday album "The Best of Rolf Harris"- and went to bed. For us the day was an ending: The end of all that tension building up to the wedding. The end of life with Mary. Well, not entirely they'll be living in the next town and attending the same church! But there'll be no more everyday with Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5543072481395633297%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary getting ready for the wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course, for the happy couple its a beginning. The beginning of a lifelong partnership. And we trust the verses read in the ceremony will prove true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:9-12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As my brother-in-law pointed out, the 3rd strand in the cord is God. With God the strand of their marriage will endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3730171292760394075?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3730171292760394075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3730171292760394075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3730171292760394075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3730171292760394075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/yesterday-beginning.html' title='Yesterday - a beginning'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3109325175089480417</id><published>2010-11-23T00:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:33:27.404+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our favorite photo studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daughter #3 and her fiancé had a photo shoot today at Iwakawa's studio in Goshogawara: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwakawa-ps.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deux L'Attente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TOqMvs8XmHI/AAAAAAAAHVY/B46GsDmD4sU/s1600/MaryYoshiya%2B%25283%2529-770059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542397042578921586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TOqMvs8XmHI/AAAAAAAAHVY/B46GsDmD4sU/s320/MaryYoshiya%2B%25283%2529-770059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoshiya and Mary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;I was impressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3109325175089480417?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3109325175089480417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3109325175089480417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3109325175089480417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3109325175089480417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-favorite-photographers-have-done-it.html' title='Our favorite photo studio'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TOqMvs8XmHI/AAAAAAAAHVY/B46GsDmD4sU/s72-c/MaryYoshiya%2B%25283%2529-770059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5475951300236045735</id><published>2010-11-12T10:59:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:34:15.882+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Books - listen while you work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Under the influence of Daughters 3 &amp;amp; 4 I’ve been listening to audio books lately. I started with some P.G. Wodehouse they downloaded from &lt;a href="http://librivox.org/"&gt;http://librivox.org/&lt;/a&gt; But last night I branched out and downloaded G.K.Chesterton’s &lt;i&gt;“Orthodoxy” &lt;/i&gt;to listen to while I worked on Daughter # 3’s wedding dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNyfnoYADBI/AAAAAAAAHU8/5CNgalMmakc/s1600/Dress-797373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538477144960666642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNyfnoYADBI/AAAAAAAAHU8/5CNgalMmakc/s320/Dress-797373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pattern for "the dress"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The book is not quite what I expected – but it’s good! Of course sitting in an easy chair with the book in my hands savoring every sentence would be even better. But that’s not an option open to me this busy November. So I'll listen while I work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5475951300236045735?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5475951300236045735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5475951300236045735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5475951300236045735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5475951300236045735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/audio-books.html' title='Audio Books - listen while you work'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNyfnoYADBI/AAAAAAAAHU8/5CNgalMmakc/s72-c/Dress-797373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6380345300064994542</id><published>2010-11-12T10:53:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:34:50.515+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Who was G.K. Chesterton?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Today as I started to download Chesterton’s “Heretics” at &lt;a href="http://librivox.org/"&gt;Librivox&lt;/a&gt; I found this excellent little biography:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;The Author Gilbert Keith Chesterton was born in London, England on the 29th of May, 1874. Though he considered himself a mere “rollicking journalist,” he was actually a prolific and gifted writer in virtually every area of literature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;A man of strong opinions and enormously talented at defending them, his exuberant personality nevertheless allowed him to maintain warm friendships with people–such as George Bernard Shaw and H. G. Wells–with whom he vehemently disagreed. Chesterton had no difficulty standing up for what he believed. He was one of the few journalists to oppose the Boer War. His 1922 “Eugenics and Other Evils” attacked what was at that time the most progressive of all ideas, the idea that the human race could and should breed a superior version of itself. In the Nazi experience, history demonstrated the wisdom of his once “reactionary” views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chesterton wrote several works of Christian apologetics, the best known of which are “Othodoxy”, “Heretics”, and “The Everlasting Man”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN-LEFT: 21.75pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Summary from &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/gutenberg"&gt;Project Gutenberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6380345300064994542?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6380345300064994542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6380345300064994542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6380345300064994542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6380345300064994542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-was-gk-chesterton.html' title='Who was G.K. Chesterton?'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-638278004890486136</id><published>2010-11-11T22:51:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:35:56.090+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety in Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I could just leave the summer behind without comment but somehow I’m reluctant to do that. And yet it turns out I’m still not ready to speak either. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;So I’ll post a photo from the summer and talk about today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNv1GThfHxI/AAAAAAAAHU0/Ws0GWj2BLko/s1600/2010_07_18_0892-%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B%25283%2529-745219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538289655450902290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNv1GThfHxI/AAAAAAAAHU0/Ws0GWj2BLko/s320/2010_07_18_0892-%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B%25283%2529-745219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Trepal Family (or some of it) July 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Daughter # 3 is getting married this month and I’m making her dress. And we hope – perhaps vainly – to take a home assignment January – March. So this semester I’m only taking one class at the university: Japanese Women’s Literature. Today we watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sandakan_No._8"&gt;a movie&lt;/a&gt; about a darker side of Japanese culture in the early 1900’s and I had enough to say in the subsequent discussion that one of my classmates (a young man from China) cornered me after class, “I don’t understand... “ I don’t either. But I do know that whether its North America, Japan or anywhere at all there’s nothing like a strong family connection to keep a young man or woman from all kinds of trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;My New York slum born Grandfather knew that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-638278004890486136?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/638278004890486136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=638278004890486136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/638278004890486136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/638278004890486136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/family.html' title='Safety in Family'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNv1GThfHxI/AAAAAAAAHU0/Ws0GWj2BLko/s72-c/2010_07_18_0892-%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B%25283%2529-745219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2825975067763510288</id><published>2010-11-06T09:59:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:57:43.124+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNSokqLvnOI/AAAAAAAAHUY/JxTs8NCDfxE/s1600/101106_0919~03-701887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536235189697486050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNSokqLvnOI/AAAAAAAAHUY/JxTs8NCDfxE/s320/101106_0919~03-701887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;おかえりー&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Daughter # 1 sent these photos this morning with the comment "Welcome home."  Her husband was away with work, but he's back home again now. :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNSok9wvAUI/AAAAAAAAHUg/_LAhFLsJncY/s1600/101106_0919~01-703329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536235194952909122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNSok9wvAUI/AAAAAAAAHUg/_LAhFLsJncY/s320/101106_0919~01-703329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've been away, too. First I really was away - USA, Sendai, Hong Kong. But in recent months I've been here in Aji... just thinking. But I'm back now. It's time to write about all the things I've been thinking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2825975067763510288?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2825975067763510288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2825975067763510288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2825975067763510288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2825975067763510288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TNSokqLvnOI/AAAAAAAAHUY/JxTs8NCDfxE/s72-c/101106_0919~03-701887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6926338769894946791</id><published>2010-09-27T23:29:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:11:43.078+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the job</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I returned from 3 weeks in Hong Kong full of ideas - but they’ve all gone out the window! At least for the moment. Its a little crazy around here. My husband is in high gear with renovations, budgets ...all to be finished in time for a mad dash to Canada in mid-October. Meanwhile Daughter # 4 has turned the house upside down fall cleaning. She’s also organizing Daughter # 3's wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe my ideas will come back to me. I hope so. But at the moment my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life is VERY busy. And I’m back on the job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TKCqawLNt5I/AAAAAAAAHTw/TZePTIj63VY/s1600/63044_160427577316133_100000466754426_480018_1330037_n-702653.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521600519741486994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TKCqawLNt5I/AAAAAAAAHTw/TZePTIj63VY/s320/63044_160427577316133_100000466754426_480018_1330037_n-702653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2010 KGK Fall Retreat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6926338769894946791?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6926338769894946791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6926338769894946791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6926338769894946791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6926338769894946791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-on-job.html' title='Back on the job'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TKCqawLNt5I/AAAAAAAAHTw/TZePTIj63VY/s72-c/63044_160427577316133_100000466754426_480018_1330037_n-702653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-643221895179898702</id><published>2010-08-28T10:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T10:32:21.965+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifices that don't please</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Beware of the sacrifice of family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;on the altar of service.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Beware of the sacrifice of (quality) time alone with God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;on the altar of busyness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Beware of the sacrifice of the Word of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;on the altar of experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Beware of the sacrifice of holiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;on the altar of giftedness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Beware of the sacrifice of integrity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;on the altar of money.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Ajith Fernando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Micah 5:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-643221895179898702?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/643221895179898702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=643221895179898702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/643221895179898702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/643221895179898702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/sacrifices-that-dont-please.html' title='Sacrifices that don&apos;t please'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7590588982064735460</id><published>2010-08-02T13:02:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:03:56.956+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Daughter # 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5500105796536074369%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary and Yoshiya's Engagement Ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 25, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7590588982064735460?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7590588982064735460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7590588982064735460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7590588982064735460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7590588982064735460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/08/congratulations-daughter-3.html' title='Congratulations Daughter # 3'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5075393547456032513</id><published>2010-07-29T16:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:54:37.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sentence They Have Passed Upon Themselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TFK8aavlXsI/AAAAAAAAHPw/aaqqaJhhrfs/s1600/TheAncientFaith-701642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499665257014320834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TFK8aavlXsI/AAAAAAAAHPw/aaqqaJhhrfs/s320/TheAncientFaith-701642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the (only two) Christian albums I ever listen to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A mighty storm is rising&lt;br /&gt;A darkness in the land&lt;br /&gt;But surely this must be a light&lt;br /&gt;To those who understand&lt;br /&gt;That all the prisoners of this Hope&lt;br /&gt;Are about to be set free&lt;br /&gt;As in one lightning moment&lt;br /&gt;A familiar face at last they see&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;Who can abide the Day of His Coming?&lt;br /&gt;Who can withstand the final Call?&lt;br /&gt;If you do not stand by faith&lt;br /&gt;You will not stand at all&lt;br /&gt;You will not stand at all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The Valley of Decision&lt;br /&gt;Begins to overflow&lt;br /&gt;With some confused, bewildered&lt;br /&gt;And some who seem to know&lt;br /&gt;That this sad separation&lt;br /&gt;Was their choice so they can tell&lt;br /&gt;He simply speaks the sentence&lt;br /&gt;That they have passed upon themselves&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Surely this must be our God&lt;br /&gt;Behold the One we trusted in&lt;br /&gt;He has come at last to save us&lt;br /&gt;He has forgotten all our sin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;I like this song of Michael Card – probably because it reminds me of Handel’s “Messiah”: the Bass Air &lt;i&gt;“But who may abide the day of his coming”&lt;/i&gt; followed by the Chorus &lt;i&gt;“ And he shall purify”.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;But Michael Card’s song has its own virtues. I especially like the second verse. That line “He simply speaks the sentence that they have passed upon themselves” sums up what Jesus told Nicodemus (in John 3) so perfectly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5075393547456032513?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5075393547456032513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5075393547456032513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5075393547456032513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5075393547456032513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/sentence-they-have-passed-upon.html' title='The Sentence They Have Passed Upon Themselves'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TFK8aavlXsI/AAAAAAAAHPw/aaqqaJhhrfs/s72-c/TheAncientFaith-701642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1807328898596428987</id><published>2010-07-24T13:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:10:19.298+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsistencies</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Funny how everyone WANTS to go to heaven...provided they do not have to believe, think, say or do anything the Bible says... “ Friend’s FB status&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1807328898596428987?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1807328898596428987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1807328898596428987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1807328898596428987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1807328898596428987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/inconsistencies.html' title='Inconsistencies'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6046326559112319133</id><published>2010-07-23T10:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:49:00.830+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TEjxmfzkAkI/AAAAAAAAHPo/UBL06Rf98wI/s1600/Image003-757638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496908988880781890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TEjxmfzkAkI/AAAAAAAAHPo/UBL06Rf98wI/s320/Image003-757638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last night I stayed in the Tokyo Guest Home. How often I have thanked God for the OMF Guest Homes in Tokyo and Toronto - and for the gracious hosts and hostesses who minister us there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6046326559112319133?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6046326559112319133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6046326559112319133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6046326559112319133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6046326559112319133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TEjxmfzkAkI/AAAAAAAAHPo/UBL06Rf98wI/s72-c/Image003-757638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2541687744258241283</id><published>2010-07-22T00:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:25:43.848+09:00</updated><title type='text'>An inconvenience rightly considered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;G.K. Chesterton apparently once wrote:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;A worthy philosophy! I’ve been sitting in the cafeteria at JFK contemplating last night’s “adventure” ...  The bus left Binghampton 50 minutes late – and 50 minutes after they closed the bus station!  - putting me in Port Authority at 1 am.  There were no buses from Port Authority at that hour. The policemen were not friendly and the taxi drivers were over friendly but I went with a pleasant Egyptian who showed me all his beautiful photos of the NYC while we drove.  Terminal # 3 is closed at 2 am but I joined a few others in a small waiting room and caught a few winks on the floor before 4 am when passengers started lining up for the early morning flights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;But I’m alive and well and have had many interesting conversations. I’m sure this is an adventure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2541687744258241283?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2541687744258241283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2541687744258241283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2541687744258241283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2541687744258241283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/inconvenience-rightly-considered.html' title='An inconvenience rightly considered'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2651271636408716032</id><published>2010-07-06T00:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:22:31.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Not where I breathe, but where I love</title><content type='html'>" ... not where I breathe, but where I love, I live." Robert Southwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading John Stott's book "Why am a Christian" just now and somehow these lines from Robert Southwell's poet really struck me. Perhaps because tomorrow I'm heading "home" to Eastford, Connecticut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do love Ajigasawa, too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2651271636408716032?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2651271636408716032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2651271636408716032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2651271636408716032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2651271636408716032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Not where I breathe, but where I love'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6916431958403594701</id><published>2010-06-29T16:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:24:55.953+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5488085950851274785%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th Birthday Party for Daughter # 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Mary's father chose her name he named her for his great-grandmother, Mary Elliot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The name comes from Marah which means bitter and our Mary is NOT bitter. But as I often remind her, Marah is also the place where the bitter water was made sweet when Moses threw in a tree (per God's instructions.) And God took the bitterness from my life the year she was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See &lt;a href="http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-terrible-fires-or-orphan-shacks-but.html"&gt;"No terrible fires or orphan shacks, but... "&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/10635645-6916431958403594701?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6916431958403594701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6916431958403594701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6916431958403594701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6916431958403594701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-mary.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mary!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7005985550261817085</id><published>2010-06-29T15:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:55:36.433+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Daughter #1 and her husband always try to come for a day whenever we have a conference in Hokkaido. But this year her husband was in Australia so she opted to attend the whole conference with both her children. And since Daughter # 3 is helping us with church in Ajigasawa she came as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCmW1QxmYYI/AAAAAAAAHMk/BlQCAoBqIFg/s1600/2010+Conf+Group+Photo-704691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488083462707896706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCmW1QxmYYI/AAAAAAAAHMk/BlQCAoBqIFg/s320/2010+Conf+Group+Photo-704691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Can you find us?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;(Daughter #3 has her sister's son and Daughter #1 is holding her own daughter.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7005985550261817085?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7005985550261817085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7005985550261817085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7005985550261817085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7005985550261817085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCmW1QxmYYI/AAAAAAAAHMk/BlQCAoBqIFg/s72-c/2010+Conf+Group+Photo-704691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7204431373416189682</id><published>2010-06-28T13:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:47:58.178+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ただいま！</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCgm5E8xx-I/AAAAAAAAHLk/6FebdFBzvXE/s1600/100623_0757~02-712411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487678907974010850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCgm5E8xx-I/AAAAAAAAHLk/6FebdFBzvXE/s320/100623_0757~02-712411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Husband with Daughter # 1's son, Kye &lt;/p&gt;We're back from Hokkaido and back online. (This is what my husband did at the Conference!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7204431373416189682?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7204431373416189682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7204431373416189682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7204431373416189682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7204431373416189682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_28.html' title='ただいま！'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TCgm5E8xx-I/AAAAAAAAHLk/6FebdFBzvXE/s72-c/100623_0757~02-712411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3126241147587739444</id><published>2010-06-21T01:46:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:01:23.194+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5484896063379922785%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picnic in Hirosaki Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3126241147587739444?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3126241147587739444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3126241147587739444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3126241147587739444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3126241147587739444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-school-picnic.html' title='Sunday School Picnic'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7364336107262879268</id><published>2010-06-10T10:15:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:42:01.632+09:00</updated><title type='text'>今日の遊び...</title><content type='html'>The other day Daughter # 1 sent the following email and photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;今日頂いた歩行器と、ハサミ遊びの結果帽子にされてしまった元ボールとで『学校ごっこ』らしい。姉さん、しきりに「宿題、宿題」と言っています(笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8rzIKOoI/AAAAAAAAG_k/1TPpYAVWgEI/s1600/100605_1809~02-726985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480947469666368130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8rzIKOoI/AAAAAAAAG_k/1TPpYAVWgEI/s320/100605_1809~02-726985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erin Watanabe playing teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8sMewpiI/AAAAAAAAG_s/px_rc38p_7I/s1600/100605_1809~01-728867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480947476472047138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8sMewpiI/AAAAAAAAG_s/px_rc38p_7I/s320/100605_1809~01-728867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kye Watanabe playing student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8sU6e6II/AAAAAAAAG_0/1WgPUaXcQyM/s1600/100605_1807~02-729904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480947478735808642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8sU6e6II/AAAAAAAAG_0/1WgPUaXcQyM/s320/100605_1807~02-729904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Just in case you don't recognize the hat... 1rst graders in Japan must wear little yellow hats. So apparently Big Sister made him one with a yellow ball and a pair of scissors. (It was unclear whether she got permission before or after the first incision of the scissors!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Daughter # 1 also played teacher and actually taught Daughter # 2 to read! Or perhaps Daughter # 2 just absorbed it during the game. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Here in Japan much is made of the upper classman role and I think this role is important in the Christian life as well: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us run the race not only for the prize.&lt;br /&gt;But as those who've gone before us.&lt;br /&gt;Let us leave to those behind us.&lt;br /&gt;The heritage of faithfulness passed on through godly lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Steve Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7364336107262879268?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7364336107262879268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7364336107262879268&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7364336107262879268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7364336107262879268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='今日の遊び...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TBA8rzIKOoI/AAAAAAAAG_k/1TPpYAVWgEI/s72-c/100605_1809~02-726985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1904428838250341248</id><published>2010-06-10T00:28:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:37:23.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'>To all my daughters and daughters in the Lord</title><content type='html'>I don’t know who Clementine Paddleford is/was, but I like what she had to say about wishbones and backbones! Let me pass on her advice to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never grow a wishbone, daughter&lt;br /&gt;where your backbone ought to be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1904428838250341248?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1904428838250341248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1904428838250341248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1904428838250341248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1904428838250341248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-all-my-daughters-blood-and-otherwise.html' title='To all my daughters and daughters in the Lord'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7749144124234321935</id><published>2010-06-02T12:59:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:59:35.867+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajigasawa Peony Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5478016820775415489%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7749144124234321935?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7749144124234321935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7749144124234321935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7749144124234321935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7749144124234321935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/ajigasawa-peony-festival.html' title='Ajigasawa Peony Festival'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7943597423108346043</id><published>2010-06-01T23:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:21:12.281+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation about Kye</title><content type='html'>Today we received the following mail from Daughter # 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy: 'Hey! Do you think he's moving forward？!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Erin: 'No. He's just bumping his head.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kye: 'Ayyyyyeeee!!!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TAUXQkUuZqI/AAAAAAAAG7o/n6bb1EXhVlk/s1600/100531_1115~05-750518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477810095162025634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TAUXQkUuZqI/AAAAAAAAG7o/n6bb1EXhVlk/s320/100531_1115~05-750518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Perhaps that's how some people view those of us working in country churches. But, just like Kye will crawl AND walk one of these days, I believe God will plant His church here in Ajigasawa. Just look what He's done so far! Even if no one else is impressed, I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7943597423108346043?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7943597423108346043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7943597423108346043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7943597423108346043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7943597423108346043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/06/conversation-about-kye.html' title='Conversation about Kye'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/TAUXQkUuZqI/AAAAAAAAG7o/n6bb1EXhVlk/s72-c/100531_1115~05-750518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-517805873212443987</id><published>2010-05-25T00:08:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:22:24.937+09:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Good Advice</title><content type='html'>I was rereading Reader's Digest "Quotable Quotes" tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn from the mistakes of others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't make them all yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It reminded me of this passage in Corinthians where we're told 'don't do such and such like so and so and such and such happened' and then goes on to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now these things occurred as examples to keep us from setting our hearts on evil things as they did... No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have (more than) one friend who can't seem to learn from others' experience. But look how much grief it can spare us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-517805873212443987?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/517805873212443987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=517805873212443987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/517805873212443987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/517805873212443987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/gods-good-advice.html' title='God&apos;s Good Advice'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3928272466578064838</id><published>2010-05-20T23:41:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:25:00.411+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Judah 基　Elliot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here is a photo Judah&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lj3QVbDG9sj1yBg03T71rQ?feat=blogger" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for anyone/everyone who has been waiting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_VInC9w50I/AAAAAAAAG6k/STSYthPlobg/s512/IMG_2755%20%281%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judah 基（Motoi)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;( I didn't mean to make it so big - but I'm not going to do it over now!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5473359673887467377%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here is a short slideshow for anyone with a few minutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I should write up a number of things I've been thinking about... but this week has been SO full.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3928272466578064838?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3928272466578064838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3928272466578064838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3928272466578064838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3928272466578064838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/judah-elliot.html' title='Judah 基　Elliot'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_VInC9w50I/AAAAAAAAG6k/STSYthPlobg/s72-c/IMG_2755%20%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2736184787432120806</id><published>2010-05-17T23:17:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:36:19.045+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT:  Born today... Judah 基</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;We've been waiting for good news... and it finally came tonight just as we were stepping out the door for the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_FQGjZVFGI/AAAAAAAAG48/sxHq2JqMNsQ/s1600/3+-+Luke%27s+Family-782059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472243095742780514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_FQGjZVFGI/AAAAAAAAG48/sxHq2JqMNsQ/s320/3+-+Luke%27s+Family-782059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke &amp;amp; Yuko Elliot with Faith and Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Our son's son, Judah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:'ＭＳ 明朝','serif';"&gt;基&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt; (Motoi) Elliot, made his entrance into the world at about 3 AM, May 17, 2010. They had just moved into a larger apartment on Thursday, so he was born in their new apartment (home delivery) a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;nd &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;weighed in at 4312 grams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;(Still waiting for photos... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2736184787432120806?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2736184787432120806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2736184787432120806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2736184787432120806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2736184787432120806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/judah.html' title='ANNOUNCEMENT:  Born today... Judah 基'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_FQGjZVFGI/AAAAAAAAG48/sxHq2JqMNsQ/s72-c/3+-+Luke%27s+Family-782059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1903494174270592040</id><published>2010-05-17T00:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:27:32.346+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Foundations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_AOaCzOQ9I/AAAAAAAAG40/Ml5opq0F6Cs/s1600/Spring+Retreat-728615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471889387846255570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_AOaCzOQ9I/AAAAAAAAG40/Ml5opq0F6Cs/s320/Spring+Retreat-728615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1903494174270592040?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1903494174270592040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1903494174270592040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1903494174270592040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1903494174270592040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/building-foundations.html' title='Building Foundations'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S_AOaCzOQ9I/AAAAAAAAG40/Ml5opq0F6Cs/s72-c/Spring+Retreat-728615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6955783961550343036</id><published>2010-05-10T16:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:44:15.354+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession brings reconciliation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Yesterday afternoon I got involved in a serious discussion of sin and forgiveness... starting with a discussion of Holiness doctrine and fasting. The conversation was long, intense - and probably not over yet! So I was particularly struck with the newsletter from my home church (in Eastford, Connecticut) this afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I hope one of my daughters will translate this bit for me into Japanese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;2.   Confess sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;  Confession brings reconciliation.  Stop and read that again.  Confession brings reconciliation.  Ask yourself why God wants confession of sin.  He desires confession because he desires intimacy.   Sin violates intimacy with our loving God.  So out of love God says, let’s bring it out of the dark and into the light and get honest about it.  We are not to deny it but confess it.   You might say, “But I’ve had to confess this so many times before.”  OK – then confess it again, and again and again and again if you must, but never give up on working towards deeper intimacy with the Lord.  If the junk keeps working itself back into the closets of your life, then just keep throwing it out again.  Just don’t ever take the attitude that you are satisfied with it accumulating more and more!  God promises that as many times as you confess, He is prepared to forgive and purify. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Confession brings reconciliation. That deserves caps:  &lt;b&gt;CONFESSION BRINGS RECONCILIATION. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;The part my young friends don’t seem to understand is that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God “desires confession because he desires intimacy.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  ... Somehow I think this is really going to tax my Japanese fluency level!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6955783961550343036?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6955783961550343036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6955783961550343036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6955783961550343036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6955783961550343036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/confession-brings-reconciliation.html' title='Confession brings reconciliation'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3244035876305922402</id><published>2010-05-05T23:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:36:51.328+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5467790732260989153%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3244035876305922402?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3244035876305922402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3244035876305922402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3244035876305922402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3244035876305922402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/cherry-blossoms.html' title='Cherry Blossoms'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-9046806208824091406</id><published>2010-05-02T22:58:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:05:03.489+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S92FGs929XI/AAAAAAAAG08/IOPiHFjHSx0/s1600/Image952-730047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466671872893973874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S92FGs929XI/AAAAAAAAG08/IOPiHFjHSx0/s320/Image952-730047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;My husband bought me flowers tonight. He got to the cash register just before me. (I was buying yoghurt drink.) The young cashier asked if it was an anniversary or something. I said "No, my husband loves me." I think she was impressed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;I like talking with the cashiers. I've already told several of her colleagues that they should marry kind men. :-) (This isn't the first time my husband has bought me flowers while I'm shopping there.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Definitely marry a kind man! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-9046806208824091406?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9046806208824091406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=9046806208824091406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9046806208824091406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9046806208824091406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-loves-me.html' title='A Kind Man!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S92FGs929XI/AAAAAAAAG08/IOPiHFjHSx0/s72-c/Image952-730047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-696778197226423059</id><published>2010-05-02T10:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T13:50:51.195+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;...with cherry blossom season and the feeling that there's just too much busy-ness ...I'm back to the same "sermon" again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;But really, &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What is life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare... A POOR LIFE THIS, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9zPTR_H33I/AAAAAAAAG00/0XdZs18SNbQ/s1600/Image948-789491.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466471977873563506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9zPTR_H33I/AAAAAAAAG00/0XdZs18SNbQ/s320/Image948-789491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherry Blossom tree by front gate at Hirosaki U. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;So then, let’s take a little time to stand and stare!&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;LEISURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life if, full of care,&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to stand beneath the boughs&lt;br /&gt;And stare as long as sheep or cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to see, when wood we pass,&lt;br /&gt;Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to see, in broad daylight,&lt;br /&gt;Streams full of stars, like stars at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,&lt;br /&gt;And watch her feet, how they can dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to wait till her mouth can&lt;br /&gt;Enrich that smile her eyes began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poor life this if, full of care,&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to stand and stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.75in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="FONT: 100% 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;William Henry Davies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-696778197226423059?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/696778197226423059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=696778197226423059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/696778197226423059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/696778197226423059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-here-it-is-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9zPTR_H33I/AAAAAAAAG00/0XdZs18SNbQ/s72-c/Image948-789491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2430838763666336251</id><published>2010-04-27T13:25:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:40:12.775+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;We’ve had lots of good news lately... not the least of which was &lt;a href="http://wycliffecollege.ca/news_details.php?nid=258"&gt;our son’s appointment&lt;/a&gt; as Residence Don at Wycliffe College, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_Toronto"&gt;University of Toronto&lt;/a&gt;. It seems a good fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9Znuc8eDBI/AAAAAAAAG0k/7NdTza54530/s1600/21-04-2010+2-05-43+PM-757438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464669245602139154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9Znuc8eDBI/AAAAAAAAG0k/7NdTza54530/s320/21-04-2010+2-05-43+PM-757438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son with daughters 美信 Faith and　恵真Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;But the news that made my day was when his wife wrote to say&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;: The other day, Wycliffe College had a time to give many different unique awards to people at Wycliffe, and our Grace and Faith got the award of "Best attendance of Chapel" !! - But I think this award actually goes to Luke, because he put so much effort into teaching them how important and wonderful it is to attend the chapel and to participate in the service/worship. So I was VERY proud of them receiving this award.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9ZnvPqWFQI/AAAAAAAAG0s/AMWLLlXIjdk/s1600/24-04-2010+4-22-23+PM-760442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464669259216327938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9ZnvPqWFQI/AAAAAAAAG0s/AMWLLlXIjdk/s320/24-04-2010+4-22-23+PM-760442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Most people don’t think a child can sit through... let alone enjoy(!) even one service on Sunday morning. But these children attend not only two worship services every Sunday but also chapel every day, morning and evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Because my father thought like my son, I too learned as a child that it was both important and WONDERFUL to attend and participate in (adult) worship services. Now I am rich with beautiful memories of those (many) services I attended as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;I rejoiced with those who said to me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;"Let us go to the house of the LORD." Ps 122:1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2430838763666336251?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2430838763666336251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2430838763666336251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2430838763666336251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2430838763666336251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-rich.html' title='I&apos;m rich'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9Znuc8eDBI/AAAAAAAAG0k/7NdTza54530/s72-c/21-04-2010+2-05-43+PM-757438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8388866481701983273</id><published>2010-04-27T11:56:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:31:48.776+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking from the right angle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My (youngest) sister likes to say its all about perspective. And truly I think she's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9ZSSU66E-I/AAAAAAAAG0c/XrtO2cSn5vs/s1600/25815_394161827720_630717720_4433431_4967665_n-769434.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464645672667583458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9ZSSU66E-I/AAAAAAAAG0c/XrtO2cSn5vs/s320/25815_394161827720_630717720_4433431_4967665_n-769434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elliots and Ghents - Bethany's Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her favorite story - or at least the one she has often told me to illustrate this point - is about the young people in Goshogawara Church years ago putting on concerts. After pulling off one roaring success they encountered technical problems in their second concert. As tempers frayed the audience became uneasy. How much better, she likes to say, to have given up their ideal of a 2nd roaring success and met their problems with good cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like the old proverb about black clouds and silver linings. Or as one of my favorite hymns suggest... when feeling tempest tossed, count your blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8388866481701983273?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8388866481701983273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8388866481701983273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8388866481701983273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8388866481701983273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/looking-from-right-angle.html' title='Looking from the right angle'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9ZSSU66E-I/AAAAAAAAG0c/XrtO2cSn5vs/s72-c/25815_394161827720_630717720_4433431_4967665_n-769434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-592805240730999518</id><published>2010-04-27T00:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:00:39.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Years ago our creative children took this photo of their sisters...  Daughter # 3 balancing appears to be balancing Daughter #2 on the palm of her hand. What was really happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9W4N22Tx6I/AAAAAAAAG0E/A9ne63VYu9o/s1600/blue122-726998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464476271085078434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9W4N22Tx6I/AAAAAAAAG0E/A9ne63VYu9o/s320/blue122-726998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It's all about perspective... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-592805240730999518?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/592805240730999518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=592805240730999518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/592805240730999518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/592805240730999518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S9W4N22Tx6I/AAAAAAAAG0E/A9ne63VYu9o/s72-c/blue122-726998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1362057665158128034</id><published>2010-04-21T23:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:30:10.768+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Jesus care?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Yes! He cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 Pet. 5:7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does Jesus care when my heart is pained&lt;br /&gt;Too deeply for mirth or song,&lt;br /&gt;As the burdens press, and the cares distress&lt;br /&gt;And the way grows weary and long?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in" class="chorus"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Refrain :Oh yes, He cares, I know He cares,&lt;br /&gt;His heart is touched with my grief;&lt;br /&gt;When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,&lt;br /&gt;I know my Savior cares.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does Jesus care when my way is dark&lt;br /&gt;With a nameless dread and fear?&lt;br /&gt;As the daylight fades into deep night shades,&lt;br /&gt;Does He care enough to be near? &lt;i&gt;Refrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does Jesus care when I’ve tried and failed&lt;br /&gt;To resist some temptation strong;&lt;br /&gt;When for my deep grief there is no relief,&lt;br /&gt;Though my tears flow all the night long? &lt;i&gt;Refrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does Jesus care when I’ve said “goodbye”&lt;br /&gt;To the dearest on earth to me,&lt;br /&gt;And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks,&lt;br /&gt;Is it aught to Him? Does He see? &lt;i&gt;Refrain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN-LEFT: 159pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="FONT: 100% 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Frank Graeff&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1362057665158128034?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1362057665158128034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1362057665158128034&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1362057665158128034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1362057665158128034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/does-jesus-care.html' title='Does Jesus care?'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8631559167121789029</id><published>2010-04-20T23:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:33:37.736+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I will sing to the LORD all my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sing to the LORD all my life;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. - Psalm 104:33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S825lTZM6YI/AAAAAAAAGzA/ubE7Y84-970/s1600/Psalm+104-789286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462225973582555522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S825lTZM6YI/AAAAAAAAGzA/ubE7Y84-970/s320/Psalm+104-789286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;Tonight a friend is staying over. We stayed up late talking about music and pulled out all the hymnbooks. I also introduced her to t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;wo good links for finding and learning new hymns are &lt;a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/"&gt;The Cyber Hymnal&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www17.ocn.ne.jp/~sanbika/index.htm"&gt;MIDI&lt;span lang="JA"  style="font-family:'ＭＳ 明朝','serif';"&gt;音楽　&lt;/span&gt;1382&lt;span lang="JA"  style="font-family:'ＭＳ 明朝','serif';"&gt;曲集&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8631559167121789029?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8631559167121789029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8631559167121789029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8631559167121789029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8631559167121789029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-will-sing-to-lord-all-my-life.html' title='I will sing to the LORD all my life'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S825lTZM6YI/AAAAAAAAGzA/ubE7Y84-970/s72-c/Psalm+104-789286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1855559757677751316</id><published>2010-04-16T23:39:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T10:37:53.189+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Sundays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love Sundays. I think I have always loved Sundays except for one brief period when we first came to Japan and I was too culture shocked to love anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And what I love best of all about Sundays are old-fashioned Sunday night church services with their informality and camaraderie. The Sunday night service at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.livedoor.jp/fushigi1/#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hirosaki Fukuin Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; may lack polish and it probably feels a little lame to first timers from big and wonderful modern churches... but I'd rather be here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8h3OMvEs9I/AAAAAAAAGyI/dfzzFWH4nOQ/s1600/Hirosaki+Fukuin+Church-720534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460745634007266258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8h3OMvEs9I/AAAAAAAAGyI/dfzzFWH4nOQ/s320/Hirosaki+Fukuin+Church-720534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hirosaki Fukuin Church (just below Hirosaki University)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really appreciate my husband's sermons. He usually speaks - in English - at the 5:30 pm Service. However, this week there's a guest speaker (also good) from Nebraska, and a Japanese translation.(So go ahead and bring your non-English speaking friends.) There's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;supper after the service (every Sunday) for anyone who can stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1855559757677751316?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1855559757677751316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1855559757677751316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1855559757677751316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1855559757677751316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-sunday.html' title='I love Sundays!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8h3OMvEs9I/AAAAAAAAGyI/dfzzFWH4nOQ/s72-c/Hirosaki+Fukuin+Church-720534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7558696759613542260</id><published>2010-04-14T16:32:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:44:47.683+09:00</updated><title type='text'>If wishes were horses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;If wishes were horses beggars would ride... And I would be going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; Daughter # 4's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;esis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; Exhibition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Vvl59YgUI/AAAAAAAAGyA/l1VUWpM7SMw/s1600/Sarah+Poster+for+Kristen-759232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459892820260716866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Vvl59YgUI/AAAAAAAAGyA/l1VUWpM7SMw/s320/Sarah+Poster+for+Kristen-759232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;ul dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah Elliot's BFA thesis exhibition, "Together", explores aspects of human interaction through small-scale, figurative ceramic sculpture. Her figures congregate around a variety of tables, which represent scenarios individuals may interact in. She uses the tables to symbolize the communication and time spent developing relationships, while attempting to capture the unique and fleeting quality these encounters possess through the dynamics between the various figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An evening reception with refreshments will be held Thursday, April 22, 2010 at 7:00 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition Hours: 2 - 6 PM Daily &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7558696759613542260?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7558696759613542260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7558696759613542260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7558696759613542260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7558696759613542260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-wishes-were-horses.html' title='If wishes were horses...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Vvl59YgUI/AAAAAAAAGyA/l1VUWpM7SMw/s72-c/Sarah+Poster+for+Kristen-759232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7513604773423433778</id><published>2010-04-11T23:33:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:20:31.445+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Interactive walk</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I revisited &lt;a href="http://www.faithcomesbyhearing.com/podcast/31-days-wisdom-inspiration"&gt;Faith Comes By Hearing&lt;/a&gt; (where they offer 508 Audio Scripture recordings in 443 languages) and this ad for their December podcasts caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would happen if you listened for 31 days to the wisest sayings in the world and heard the most inspirational words ever written? Would you have a changed heart? A new direction? Spiritual revival? For 31 days, listen to a chapter a day of insight from the book of Proverbs and hear Psalms that will stir and move your heart in passion for God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;I downloaded immediately and have been listening for the last 11 mornings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Hd2dNRUzI/AAAAAAAAGx4/nzHitM-inok/s1600/Image945-741164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458888150972715826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Hd2dNRUzI/AAAAAAAAGx4/nzHitM-inok/s320/Image945-741164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you see my dog? :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;I usually go out walking while I listen because they're right... the Psalms they've chosen really do stir my soul and move my heart! I can't seem to listen in silence. I find myself interacting... praying along with them or interjecting my own feelings. (The dog doesn't mind at all - but I'd be embarrassed if anyone else heard me. :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;What would happen if YOU listened for 31 days? I wish all my friends and relations would take up this dare!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7513604773423433778?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7513604773423433778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7513604773423433778&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7513604773423433778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7513604773423433778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/interactive-walk.html' title='Interactive walk'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S8Hd2dNRUzI/AAAAAAAAGx4/nzHitM-inok/s72-c/Image945-741164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3744505495510187315</id><published>2010-04-05T06:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:45:19.858+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil plugs and horseshoe nails...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For want of a nail the shoe was lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For want of a shoe the horse was lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For want of a horse the rider was lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For want of a rider the battle was lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For want of a battle the kingdom was lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had to pick up husband and daughter in 鹿角 after I got home from English Fellowship last night. I didn't even make it in the door before they called&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;They had started down to Takayama (for spring executive meeting) right after the evening service, but an hour down the freeway the plug &lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;fell out of the oil tank on the truck and the engine burnt out. He's kicking himself to death because he's the one that changed the oil and therefore didn't put the plug in right... AND he's missing his meeting today because I had to come home to take someone to the airport this morning and therefore couldn't drive them on to Takayama... sigh...&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/10635645-3744505495510187315?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3744505495510187315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3744505495510187315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3744505495510187315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3744505495510187315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/oil-plugs-and-horseshoe-nails.html' title='Oil plugs and horseshoe nails...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5814423886403651030</id><published>2010-04-04T14:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:15:14.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ is Risen!</title><content type='html'>This morning Daughter # 3 greeted us: "Christ has risen!" Just as I used to greet the children every Easter morning.  And just as my father greeted us years ago. Only in those days we called to each other in Greek: "Christos Aneste!" "Alethos Aneste!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5456150353056754945%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lent/Easter in Ajigasawa 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5814423886403651030?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5814423886403651030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5814423886403651030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5814423886403651030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5814423886403651030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/christos-alethos.html' title='Christ is Risen!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7690489388203399050</id><published>2010-04-02T21:21:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:23:31.482+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tonight we remembered... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7XhYLoIJKI/AAAAAAAAGvI/Es9-ts5zUNg/s1600/Good+Friday-712152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455514329183429794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7XhYLoIJKI/AAAAAAAAGvI/Es9-ts5zUNg/s320/Good+Friday-712152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7690489388203399050?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7690489388203399050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7690489388203399050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7690489388203399050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7690489388203399050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7XhYLoIJKI/AAAAAAAAGvI/Es9-ts5zUNg/s72-c/Good+Friday-712152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1684849374189039484</id><published>2010-03-30T17:35:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:45:14.202+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One foot in front of the other</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7G3_oi5r5I/AAAAAAAAGvA/nENmu8mskoc/s1600/10.03.13.text01-773984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454342927565827986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7G3_oi5r5I/AAAAAAAAGvA/nENmu8mskoc/s320/10.03.13.text01-773984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how I'll finally master the Toyo Kanji&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... putting one foot in front of the other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;day after day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- until I eventually get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1684849374189039484?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1684849374189039484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1684849374189039484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1684849374189039484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1684849374189039484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-foot-in-front-of-another.html' title='One foot in front of the other'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S7G3_oi5r5I/AAAAAAAAGvA/nENmu8mskoc/s72-c/10.03.13.text01-773984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2106428743487942139</id><published>2010-03-24T22:33:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T11:37:29.512+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Dickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6oU0ihLgaI/AAAAAAAAGug/WPAP-7IdMKk/s1600/10.03.24.Reading-750251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452193191737131426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6oU0ihLgaI/AAAAAAAAGug/WPAP-7IdMKk/s320/10.03.24.Reading-750251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband reading to us... from our well-worn Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We started "A Tale of Two Cities" again the other day. I wonder how many times I've read this book, both alone and with family. I first encountered the story in an educational comic book when I was ten or so. Who could resist such a beginning as this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" class="author" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" class="author" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I gave up comic books directly and went for the gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2106428743487942139?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2106428743487942139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2106428743487942139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2106428743487942139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2106428743487942139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-of-dickens.html' title='The Best of Dickens'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6oU0ihLgaI/AAAAAAAAGug/WPAP-7IdMKk/s72-c/10.03.24.Reading-750251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5271986820514992909</id><published>2010-03-21T23:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:24:27.618+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Retreats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week I attended the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kgkjapan.net/xoops/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;KGK (IFES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Spring Retreat for University students: about 60 students from various universities throughout northeastern Japan gathered at the Tohoku University Seminar Center in Ozaki City just outside of Sendai. (Actually, it didn't look like a city to me! And it wasn't exactly my idea of "close" to Sendai!) &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 theme was FOUNDATION: 岩だぬきの人生設計に学ぶ bouncing off Proverbs 30:26 ".... coneys are creatures of little power, yet they make their home in the crags." &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;It was so good and, to be honest, I enjoyed it more than the Women in Ministry Retreat in Karuizawa two weeks before. That was nice, too. But it always takes me awhile to get used to a group of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6YxBykuU5I/AAAAAAAAGuM/8vMvLrGB2cs/s1600-h/P3040060-727130.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451098305803998098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6YxBykuU5I/AAAAAAAAGuM/8vMvLrGB2cs/s320/P3040060-727130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women in Ministry Retreat 2010 Karuizawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5271986820514992909?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5271986820514992909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5271986820514992909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5271986820514992909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5271986820514992909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-retreats.html' title='Two Retreats'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S6YxBykuU5I/AAAAAAAAGuM/8vMvLrGB2cs/s72-c/P3040060-727130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-9213056596058951117</id><published>2010-03-15T19:29:00.012+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:30:05.054+09:00</updated><title type='text'>That Wal-Mart baby movie (again)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My husband and son Skype a fair bit these days... First the girls ask to be shown every cat in our house. There are 4 cats. Then they spend the duration showing us every book in their living room! (The men calmly talk around the children's "meowing" and hurtling bodies. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Books! We all love books! 33 years later my mother still talks about how I cried when my 6 month old son wouldn't pay attention when I read to him. But he's been reading ever since - in fact, I'm quite sure he even read to his 6 month old babies in their turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S54MimvgrHI/AAAAAAAAGuE/3hqbIc8nHOA/s1600-h/17-02-2010+6-43-23+PM-797535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448806387819785330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S54MimvgrHI/AAAAAAAAGuE/3hqbIc8nHOA/s320/17-02-2010+6-43-23+PM-797535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith and Emma with recent favorites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that's what was wrong with the Wal-Mart baby movie. The second time through I realized there were no books! That is all wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Novalee looked around her at a room filled with books. Books stacked in the corners, standing on her dresser, crammed into her headboard, pushed into a bookcase. And in the library, Forney's library, there were more. More books... more stories... more poems. And suddenly, Novalee knew - knew what she hadn't known before. She wasn't who she had been. She would never again be who she was before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- from "Where The Heart Is" by Billie Letts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-9213056596058951117?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9213056596058951117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=9213056596058951117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9213056596058951117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9213056596058951117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-walmart-baby-movie-again.html' title='That Wal-Mart baby movie (again)...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S54MimvgrHI/AAAAAAAAGuE/3hqbIc8nHOA/s72-c/17-02-2010+6-43-23+PM-797535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3831675384018176784</id><published>2010-03-13T15:22:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:30:51.874+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lives can change with every breath we take</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My husband has been talking for several years about what he calls the "Wal-Mart Baby" movie so I finally watched it a couple of weeks ago. It was good! Then I borrowed the book from a friend. (Its actually called "Where the Heart is.") The book was better. Way better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week we we watched the movie again. What a contrast! This time it felt like one of those 30 second bunny movies. (My husband's favorite is "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angryalien.com/0604/titanicbunnies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Titanic in 30 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;".) Ridiculous! All of my favorite parts were missing. Except this scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"But Novalee, what am I going to say to [my children] when they ask me why this happened to them? What will I say?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5svTDdJRBI/AAAAAAAAGt8/N8UY6TATmFA/s1600-h/10.02.13.valentine15-788719.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Tell them that our lives can change with every breath we take. Lord, we both know that. Tell them to let go of what's gone because men like Roger Briscoe never win. And tell them to hold on like hell to what they've got - each other, and a mother who would die for them, and almost did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... "Then tell them we've all got meanness in us... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5svTDdJRBI/AAAAAAAAGt8/N8UY6TATmFA/s1600-h/10.02.13.valentine15-788719.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.... "But tell them we have some goodness in us, too. And the only thing worth living for is the good. That's why we've got to make sure we pass it on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5svTDdJRBI/AAAAAAAAGt8/N8UY6TATmFA/s1600-h/10.02.13.valentine15-788719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448000178626315282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5svTDdJRBI/AAAAAAAAGt8/N8UY6TATmFA/s320/10.02.13.valentine15-788719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3831675384018176784?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3831675384018176784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3831675384018176784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3831675384018176784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3831675384018176784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-lives-can-change-with-every-breath.html' title='Our lives can change with every breath we take'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5svTDdJRBI/AAAAAAAAGt8/N8UY6TATmFA/s72-c/10.02.13.valentine15-788719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-9084707655970845897</id><published>2010-03-13T15:02:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:11:29.634+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqyev3P5I/AAAAAAAAGtk/UDv6qmW-Sgw/s1600-h/10.03.13.teatime-732959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447995220970389394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqyev3P5I/AAAAAAAAGtk/UDv6qmW-Sgw/s320/10.03.13.teatime-732959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daughter #3 with our colleague and friend, Angela&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Angela came and after dinner we put on a pot of herb tea and she pulled out some cookies. Just simple pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqyvM7YAI/AAAAAAAAGts/Uusijp5tvkE/s1600-h/10.03.01.teaparty01-734819.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447995225387261954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqyvM7YAI/AAAAAAAAGts/Uusijp5tvkE/s320/10.03.01.teaparty01-734819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Erin Watanabe with her Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a slightly fancier table two weeks ago when Daughter # 1 was here with her family. She wanted to introduce her baby to my sister's family so we invited them all to tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqzKJc0-I/AAAAAAAAGt0/eRtg4tB6qF4/s1600-h/10.03.01.teaparty04-736229.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447995232620434402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqzKJc0-I/AAAAAAAAGt0/eRtg4tB6qF4/s320/10.03.01.teaparty04-736229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-9084707655970845897?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9084707655970845897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=9084707655970845897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9084707655970845897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/9084707655970845897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple pleasures'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5sqyev3P5I/AAAAAAAAGtk/UDv6qmW-Sgw/s72-c/10.03.13.teatime-732959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-70296773937451360</id><published>2010-03-11T16:46:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:26:29.806+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Savor the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5if2Bzh7JI/AAAAAAAAGtc/oMHmn7gy2zw/s1600-h/Hirosaki+River-792602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447279499850935442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5if2Bzh7JI/AAAAAAAAGtc/oMHmn7gy2zw/s320/Hirosaki+River-792602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday Daughter #3 and I ventured out in the snow for an appointment at the Hirosaki Hokkensho. We got rather lost, were escorted there by a very kind policeman and by the time we finished with our appointment it was dusk. Along the river we paused to watch the ducks with their heads tucked under their wings reminding of us of our cats when they try to hide their noses from the cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I tried to shoot a photo with my phone - I'm not sure why I didn't think of the camera in my backpack! - but of course it was much too dark and I couldn't find the zoom... And then my daughter reprimanded, me, "Forget the camera. Just savor the moment!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes, savor the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It makes me think of William Henry Davies' poem &lt;a href="http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2006/12/walking-elliot-cure.html"&gt;Leisure&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A poor life this if, full of care,&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to stand and stare. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-70296773937451360?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/70296773937451360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=70296773937451360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/70296773937451360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/70296773937451360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/savor-moment.html' title='Savor the Moment'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5if2Bzh7JI/AAAAAAAAGtc/oMHmn7gy2zw/s72-c/Hirosaki+River-792602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1265689362136269869</id><published>2010-03-08T00:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:52:15.839+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a grandfather for?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Our son moved to Canada with his family last fall and my husband has really been missing his monthly visits to Kazamaura ... and all that "Grandpa time"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But he had some "Grandpa time" last week with his other grandchildren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PK-z9LEgI/AAAAAAAAGs8/OjQkclTvpwM/s1600-h/DSC03937-755410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445919554868548098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PK-z9LEgI/AAAAAAAAGs8/OjQkclTvpwM/s320/DSC03937-755410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Erin Watanabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1265689362136269869?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1265689362136269869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1265689362136269869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1265689362136269869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1265689362136269869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-grandfather-for.html' title='What&apos;s a grandfather for?!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PK-z9LEgI/AAAAAAAAGs8/OjQkclTvpwM/s72-c/DSC03937-755410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-871213407048313006</id><published>2010-03-08T00:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:57:55.112+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone loves a baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PG0_8AEhI/AAAAAAAAGs0/H0psOi3PzaY/s1600-h/DSC03993-791276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914988239655442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PG0_8AEhI/AAAAAAAAGs0/H0psOi3PzaY/s320/DSC03993-791276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daughter # 3 with her sister's little son, Kye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Especially Aunt Mary! (Although I think she might have had some stiffer competition if her sisters had been home!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-871213407048313006?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/871213407048313006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=871213407048313006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/871213407048313006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/871213407048313006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-loves-baby.html' title='Everyone loves a baby!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PG0_8AEhI/AAAAAAAAGs0/H0psOi3PzaY/s72-c/DSC03993-791276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8409099973179146223</id><published>2010-03-08T00:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:50:18.117+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Every night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PFwM0L3_I/AAAAAAAAGss/qBeSkDjPhKo/s1600-h/DSC04016-716600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445913806285561842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PFwM0L3_I/AAAAAAAAGss/qBeSkDjPhKo/s320/DSC04016-716600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well... almost every night we pray together with whoever is in the house. We've always had family devotions in the morning and my husband and I have probably always prayed briefly before drifting off to sleep. But one of our long term house guests decided to introduce evening prayers to our family life. We've been ending the day that way ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8409099973179146223?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8409099973179146223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8409099973179146223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8409099973179146223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8409099973179146223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-night.html' title='Every night'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PFwM0L3_I/AAAAAAAAGss/qBeSkDjPhKo/s72-c/DSC04016-716600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6212917127768693636</id><published>2010-03-08T00:21:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:48:45.650+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PE0jU9XXI/AAAAAAAAGsk/2-qNQwatBSE/s1600-h/DSC03956-778042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445912781536451954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PE0jU9XXI/AAAAAAAAGsk/2-qNQwatBSE/s320/DSC03956-778042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daughter # 1 with her husband and baby boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love Sundays. But I think I've always loved Sunday evening services best of all. I loved them so much as a child that I tried to reproduce them for my children. It meant a late night - I figured it was worth it. So I was very happy when Daughter # 1 - with her little ones in tow! - decided to join us last Sunday night at &lt;a href="http://ajigasawachapel.org/index_files/Page432.htm"&gt;the English Fellowship&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://blog.livedoor.jp/fushigi1/"&gt;Hirosaki Fukuin Church&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;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/10635645-6212917127768693636?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6212917127768693636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6212917127768693636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6212917127768693636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6212917127768693636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S5PE0jU9XXI/AAAAAAAAGsk/2-qNQwatBSE/s72-c/DSC03956-778042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-3651790930087796358</id><published>2010-02-25T23:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:19:59.349+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Time</title><content type='html'>Daughter #1 is coming this weekend! This time her husband is coming with her, so it will be a pretty short visit. But short is better than not at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S4aFrH-q5EI/AAAAAAAAGsA/6EAfEMllkwE/s1600-h/100221_0846~01001-744052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442184175646598210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S4aFrH-q5EI/AAAAAAAAGsA/6EAfEMllkwE/s320/100221_0846~01001-744052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erin and Kye with Daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-3651790930087796358?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3651790930087796358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=3651790930087796358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3651790930087796358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/3651790930087796358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/daddy-time.html' title='Daddy Time'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S4aFrH-q5EI/AAAAAAAAGsA/6EAfEMllkwE/s72-c/100221_0846~01001-744052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-7740837151942253750</id><published>2010-02-17T11:53:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:37:46.702+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The road winds back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3taYuoY3jI/AAAAAAAAGrs/FKALunfQFzk/s1600-h/06.03.08.Scenery-766074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040355860799026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3taYuoY3jI/AAAAAAAAGrs/FKALunfQFzk/s320/06.03.08.Scenery-766074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I received an invitation to a Book Writing Workshop to be held on Aug. 30-Sept. 3, 2010 in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I was recommended... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still have a note I received a few years ago (from the director who recommended me for the workshop) telling me that I MUST write a book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that I hadn't thought of it myself. Truth to tell, it had actually been my dream ever since I was a little girl. I filled diaries, I wrote letters. I bought my first computer (and this is my 5th computer) to write a book. &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;But somehow I took a different road. (Was it because I got cold feet?) One that wound away.... Is that road now winding back?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-7740837151942253750?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7740837151942253750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=7740837151942253750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7740837151942253750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/7740837151942253750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-winds-back.html' title='The road winds back'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3taYuoY3jI/AAAAAAAAGrs/FKALunfQFzk/s72-c/06.03.08.Scenery-766074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-508032713150589235</id><published>2010-02-11T23:56:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:10:06.660+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Let everyone and everything be exactly what it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;True spokespeople for Christ need no special advantage and seek none... Let everyone and everything on the world stage be exactly what it is. Let all voices be fairly heard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- Dallas Willard, "Knowing Christ Today"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-508032713150589235?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/508032713150589235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=508032713150589235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/508032713150589235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/508032713150589235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/knowing-truth.html' title='Let everyone and everything be exactly what it is'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-334925360583712095</id><published>2010-02-09T00:19:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:29:44.967+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand miles of kanji...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I finished the last assignment/exam of the semester. During the 6 weeks between semesters I hope to implement my latest plan to master the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C5%8Dy%C5%8D_kanji"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joyo kanji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; this year - reading middle school textbooks with longsuffering Daughter # 3, who is fortunately a great fan of both Japanese textbooks and her parents' further language development! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3ArlnxgcMI/AAAAAAAAGrM/oyxUWMrhQ24/s1600-h/blue035-790458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435892675567972546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3ArlnxgcMI/AAAAAAAAGrM/oyxUWMrhQ24/s320/blue035-790458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Great Wall - March 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sigh... It seems like I've begun this journey so many times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But perhaps if I keep putting one foot in front of the other, and picking myself up and going on when I fall...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-334925360583712095?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/334925360583712095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=334925360583712095&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/334925360583712095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/334925360583712095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/02/thousand-miles-of-kanji.html' title='A thousand miles of kanji...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S3ArlnxgcMI/AAAAAAAAGrM/oyxUWMrhQ24/s72-c/blue035-790458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-100043835587506060</id><published>2010-01-24T22:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:27:05.801+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ダディもお疲れです</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1xOaCDrhOI/AAAAAAAAGqI/wZutQKUd3D8/s1600-h/100118_1858~01001-784305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430301459837846754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1xOaCDrhOI/AAAAAAAAGqI/wZutQKUd3D8/s320/100118_1858~01001-784305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Daughter #1's (good) husband with their son&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-100043835587506060?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/100043835587506060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=100043835587506060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/100043835587506060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/100043835587506060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='ダディもお疲れです'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1xOaCDrhOI/AAAAAAAAGqI/wZutQKUd3D8/s72-c/100118_1858~01001-784305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6936863588670140724</id><published>2010-01-24T16:01:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:35:29.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Live courageously - go against the flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In our fast-paced society it is easy to live in reaction mode and never really ponder why we do what we do. It takes a lot of effort and strength of character to go against the flow. It takes courage and perseverance to make choices that are not the prevailing view. People need encouragement to live confidently in the calling God has on their life. Our culture (and even the church) promotes busyness, drivenness, and trying to do things that God has not specifically called us as individuals to do. My hope is to be a supportive friend to others on the journey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Sallie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1vwft-7fSI/AAAAAAAAGqA/VrkrBWZbEUE/s1600-h/TeaTime-742508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430198203435416866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1vwft-7fSI/AAAAAAAAGqA/VrkrBWZbEUE/s320/TeaTime-742508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would suggest you read the whole of the article &lt;a href="http://aquietsimplelife.com/?p=1442"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Two Talent Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . I liked what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aquietsimplelife.com/?p=302"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;A Quiet Simple Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt; had to say in the context of music so much that I bookmarked it. Consequently I've been back several times... and I have to say this article is one that I think should be required reading for every missionary - no, EVERY Christian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oswald Chambers wrote in My Utmost for His Highest, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"The author who benefits you most is not the one who tells you something you did not know before, but the one who gives expression to the truth that has been dumbly struggling in you for utterance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;- Sallie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6936863588670140724?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6936863588670140724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6936863588670140724&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6936863588670140724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6936863588670140724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/live-courageously-go-against-flow.html' title='Live courageously - go against the flow'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1vwft-7fSI/AAAAAAAAGqA/VrkrBWZbEUE/s72-c/TeaTime-742508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2182744258129092513</id><published>2010-01-17T23:00:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:27:10.609+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elliot Humor</title><content type='html'>We Elliots love all sorts of humor, but are particularly addicted to comedy of manners. We read the first two chapters of Jane Austen's "Northanger Abbey" (yet again) during tea time tonight...&lt;br /&gt;It was, as always, highly amusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1MX66FOxjI/AAAAAAAAGpw/jUBCybqHOKQ/s1600-h/Image929-711839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427708276702627378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1MX66FOxjI/AAAAAAAAGpw/jUBCybqHOKQ/s320/Image929-711839.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daughter # 3 reading Northanger Abbey to us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2182744258129092513?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2182744258129092513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2182744258129092513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2182744258129092513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2182744258129092513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/humor.html' title='The Elliot Humor'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1MX66FOxjI/AAAAAAAAGpw/jUBCybqHOKQ/s72-c/Image929-711839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-2403118527758844129</id><published>2010-01-17T16:04:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:39:16.843+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Double Minded Person...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dallas Willard says, &lt;em&gt;"The 'double minded' person is someone with a reality problem."&lt;/em&gt; ... I know a number of the these people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;James 1:5-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of James 1:5-8 Willard says, &lt;em&gt;"What is going on here? Is it that God is simply punishing people for having doubts? Is he saying, 'Naughty, naughty! I will give you nothing'? That hardly fits with the picture here of God as generous and unreproachful.... I suggest that the problem is not on the giving side, but on the receiving side. Because the 'double-minded' are, as we say, 'on again, off again,' &lt;strong&gt;they are not able to receive what they are asking for&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HuGdm5sgjz0SbInnN7JUqA?authkey=Gv1sRgCKitqpbEvo3prQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/SuKoeT0exwI/AAAAAAAAFDw/yPYwTFIAv0E/s144/KnowingChristToday-749764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/laurieandjohnelliot/BLUEFORESTSOAPBOX?authkey=Gv1sRgCKitqpbEvo3prQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BLUE FOREST SOAPBOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you feel like God isn't answering your prayers for help, then I suggest you go out, buy yourself a copy of this book and read the rest of the chapter. (Your friends have probably already tried to tell you what your problem is... but perhaps it will be easier to swallow if you read it in a book.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-2403118527758844129?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2403118527758844129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=2403118527758844129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2403118527758844129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/2403118527758844129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/double-minded-person.html' title='The Double Minded Person...'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/SuKoeT0exwI/AAAAAAAAFDw/yPYwTFIAv0E/s72-c/KnowingChristToday-749764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-5666081297110842749</id><published>2010-01-17T00:40:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:17:54.151+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What we believe governs what we do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dallas Willard concerning the importance of worldview: &lt;em&gt;What we assume to be real and what we assume to be valuable will govern our attitudes and our actions. Period. And usually without thinking. But most people do not realize that they have a worldview, and it is usually one that is borrowed, in bits and pieces, from the social environment in which we are reared. It may not even be self-consistent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- "Knowing Christ Today"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ＭＳ Ｐゴシック;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1HeDkXTTiI/AAAAAAAAGpc/W395alRpGmo/s1600-h/09.01..30.IntrepidStove.07-762353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427363178840542754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1HeDkXTTiI/AAAAAAAAGpc/W395alRpGmo/s320/09.01..30.IntrepidStove.07-762353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our stubborn cat - reality eventually caught up with her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I repeat: WHAT WE ASSUME TO BE REAL AND WHAT WE ASSUME TO BE VALUABLE WILL GOVERN OUR ATTITUDES AND OUR ACTIONS&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... and very often is NOT consistent with either reality or what we say we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-5666081297110842749?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5666081297110842749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=5666081297110842749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5666081297110842749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/5666081297110842749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-we-believe-governs-what-we-do.html' title='What we believe governs what we do!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S1HeDkXTTiI/AAAAAAAAGpc/W395alRpGmo/s72-c/09.01..30.IntrepidStove.07-762353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-486689199065006161</id><published>2010-01-14T01:40:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:31:48.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying young</title><content type='html'>Tonight I came across these photos of &lt;a href="http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2009/08/lift-up-your-eyes.html"&gt;Young Camp&lt;/a&gt; that Pastor O. gave me last fall. (He wanted me to make a slide set to show at the Thanksgiving Day Camp.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5426261410926142113%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ACC Young Camp, August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loved raising children ... especially teenagers. So I'm always glad to help with Young Camp even though its a bit of a stretch coming as it does just before or after English Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-486689199065006161?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/486689199065006161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=486689199065006161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/486689199065006161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/486689199065006161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-keeps-me-young.html' title='Staying young'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-4773465932815483185</id><published>2010-01-14T01:07:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:12:58.212+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The choicest gift of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today in class we talked about joking in a foreign language. Something like "You're pretty smart if you can do it..." "Well, I guess I'm not very smart, I'm not good with jokes..." "Oh, that's because you're just a very serious person...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been thinking about this ever since because I don't think I'm very serious person! &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 may not get jokes, but I can laugh at myself and I don't think there's a day that doesn't find me laughing. In the darkest hours of my adult life I think I've always found something bright - and amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I doubt that I was born this way - I certainly don't remember being like this as a child. In fact, in old family photos I'm often pouting while the rest of the family smiles widely. So I've always thought it was something learned... My mother told me that I was the key to my own happiness and my father quoted Proverbs like "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine but broken spirit drieth the bones." But probably this wouldn't have dented me in the least if our family hadn't laughed so much together. Deep-bellied laughs that really &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; medicinal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03v97wTwTI/AAAAAAAAGdY/HgwXhcEuPjo/s1600-h/P8280017-703075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426256973342687538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03v97wTwTI/AAAAAAAAGdY/HgwXhcEuPjo/s320/P8280017-703075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 people who know how to laugh - and do!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Learned behaviour or not... I'm sure Jane Austen has it right when she calls that elasticity of mind that chooses to be comforted "the choicest gift of heaven."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-4773465932815483185?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4773465932815483185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=4773465932815483185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4773465932815483185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/4773465932815483185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/choicest-gift-of-heaven.html' title='The choicest gift of Heaven'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03v97wTwTI/AAAAAAAAGdY/HgwXhcEuPjo/s72-c/P8280017-703075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-8813766365934340353</id><published>2010-01-14T00:41:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:12:55.765+09:00</updated><title type='text'>That elasticity of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03pvWsTacI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/AN8NSGUqymU/s1600-h/PB280022-704346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426250125805840834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03pvWsTacI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/AN8NSGUqymU/s320/PB280022-704346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I finally finished Jane Austen's "Persuasion" and started that excellent Dallas Willard book, "Knowing Christ Today". But before I leave Jane Austen behind I want share this insight into the nature of happiness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet, in spite of all this, Anne had reason to believe that [her friend] had moments only of languor and depression, to hours of occupation and enjoyment. How could it be? -- She watched --observed--reflected--and finally determined that this was not a case of fortitude or of resignation only. --A submissive spirit might be patient, a strong understanding would supply resolution, but here was something more; here was that elasticity of mind, that disposition to be comforted, that power of turning readily from evil to good, and of finding employment which carried her out of herself, which was from Nature alone. It was the choicest gift of Heaven... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jane Austen, "Persuasion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How I wish some of my friends had "&lt;em&gt;that elasticity of mind, that disposition to be comforted, that power of turning readily from evil to good, and of finding employment which carried her out of herself"! &lt;/em&gt;Their lives would be so much happier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-8813766365934340353?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8813766365934340353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=8813766365934340353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8813766365934340353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/8813766365934340353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-elasticity-of-mind.html' title='That elasticity of mind'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S03pvWsTacI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/AN8NSGUqymU/s72-c/PB280022-704346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6678466004071510372</id><published>2010-01-07T22:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:22:51.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day of Vacation</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of my winter vacation - I have a class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0XoYmm5jqI/AAAAAAAAGZY/lx_UVNPrDxo/s1600-h/P1070003-774932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423996835615837858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0XoYmm5jqI/AAAAAAAAGZY/lx_UVNPrDxo/s320/P1070003-774932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elliot-Ghent annual New Year Tea&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;We made a lot of memories...  but I'll be glad to be back to a routine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6678466004071510372?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6678466004071510372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6678466004071510372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6678466004071510372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6678466004071510372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-vacation.html' title='The Last Day of Vacation'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0XoYmm5jqI/AAAAAAAAGZY/lx_UVNPrDxo/s72-c/P1070003-774932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-1786345899764270341</id><published>2010-01-07T18:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:20:10.001+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising children who love church</title><content type='html'>I always love watching Ogawa Son #3 when he gets his chance to be "big brother"... with 2 brothers and a sister above him and a very independently minded little sister, it doesn't happen very often! But at the snow camp he got his chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0WnrdYesAI/AAAAAAAAGZA/mDTPdQ3eb9s/s1600-h/P1040056-709789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423925691301146626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0WnrdYesAI/AAAAAAAAGZA/mDTPdQ3eb9s/s320/P1040056-709789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ogawa Son #3 with Hamada Son #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;At first I just thought it was really cute to see him with his arm around the little fellow and their heads bent together... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0Wnrp_Eg8I/AAAAAAAAGZI/l-3wgogJk50/s1600-h/P1040057-710814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423925694684234690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0Wnrp_Eg8I/AAAAAAAAGZI/l-3wgogJk50/s320/P1040057-710814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the front row... Ogawa Son # 1 with Hamada Son #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;But when the speaker mentioned how well the children were paying attention to his rather long messages... I realized that this is how children come to love church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0WnsLYmJoI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/y9jvHDE4FRI/s1600-h/P1050092-712149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423925703649666690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0WnsLYmJoI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/y9jvHDE4FRI/s320/P1050092-712149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the big kids take care of the little kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-1786345899764270341?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1786345899764270341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=1786345899764270341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1786345899764270341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/1786345899764270341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/raising-children-who-love-church.html' title='Raising children who love church'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0EOlIxtWNE/S0WnrdYesAI/AAAAAAAAGZA/mDTPdQ3eb9s/s72-c/P1040056-709789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635645.post-6509403125329130851</id><published>2010-01-06T18:38:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:32:49.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Camp - worth it!</title><content type='html'>I was strung tighter than a rubber band by the second day of Snow Camp... but once supper was over and I'd had a good hot bath, I relaxed and realized that I'd been having a good time all along with everyone else. I think they were all pretty relaxed from the beginning with good food, good messages, good fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.co.jp/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.co.jp&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.co.jp%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flaurieandjohnelliot%2Falbumid%2F5423550429999433393%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow Camp at Aomori Christian Center, January 3-5th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fact that we had no teens - when we were used to having mostly teens! - and so many small children at first gave the impression that there weren't as many people as usual. But there were actually twenty-one of us. One family had never been to an ACC camp and they left full of vision for what a blessing an interchurch camp can be - that alone would have been worth it all. But there was also a lot of bonding going on with long (and important) talks among the adults and everyone (except the mothers - they were having a break!) playing hard with the children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ended with one last burst of camaraderie as we pushed all the non-4wd cars up the drive and waved good bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635645-6509403125329130851?l=blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6509403125329130851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635645&amp;postID=6509403125329130851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6509403125329130851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635645/posts/default/6509403125329130851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueforestsoapbox.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-camp-worth-it.html' title='Snow Camp - worth it!'/><author><name>Laurie （and John) Elliot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12050638909884384881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://theelliots.org/Soapbox/JohnLaurie.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
