<?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-1101476886196510427</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:36:57.902-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='Childhood Cancer Awareness'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='random'/><category term='Food'/><category term='mission trips'/><category term='El Salvador'/><category term='college'/><category term='ASC'/><category term='old woman'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='Breakaway'/><category term='DR.'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='computers stink'/><category term='Adventures of Abel and Sarah'/><title type='text'>Sarah Katherine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-3088117898537239350</id><published>2010-01-14T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:27:27.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I was not sure if I should start my new blog before or after I officially become a Crosby, but I got the OK from my fiance' and decided to start now!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SO.....  switch on over to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.the-crosby-show.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-crosby-show.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the-crosby-show.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  for my new blog (just click the link)!  I will be posting there from now on!!!  So come on over to the new "station" and join me on my new adventure!!! I promise this will be the last change!! I'll be a Crosby forever!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SARAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-3088117898537239350?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/3088117898537239350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=3088117898537239350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3088117898537239350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3088117898537239350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-39786439250240551</id><published>2010-01-10T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:28:38.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>One week down: 125 Days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been over a week since Abe popped the question and things are moving right along!  We have a date, a venue for the ceremony and reception, my dress ordered, a&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://yonderwayfarm.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" href="http://moosefeathersflorist.blogspot.com/"&gt;florist&lt;/a&gt;, colors, bridesmaids, groomsmen, flower girls, and ring bearers all lined up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one hectic week!  I did not sit still from Monday-Friday, and I feel as if this week and all the weeks to come are going to be the same exact way!  I keep thinking that I have gotten SO much accomplished, but then quickly realize that was only a drop in the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I also went this past Saturday to BRIDAL EXTRAVAGANZA in Houston.  It was a bit overwhelming, but overall it was a lot of fun and we got tons of ideas.  It was also fun just to spend some mother - daughter time looking at fun wedding stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of fun planning.  I feel as if my dream is coming true!  I have found my prince charming and I cannot wait to be his bride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-39786439250240551?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/39786439250240551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=39786439250240551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/39786439250240551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/39786439250240551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-week-down-125-days-to-go.html' title='One week down: 125 Days to go'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7426925927318585336</id><published>2010-01-03T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:27:01.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures of Abel and Sarah'/><title type='text'>The (soon-to-be-) Crosby Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJENwECRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dNSEKLQLyVM/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJENwECRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dNSEKLQLyVM/s320/108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422766131834521874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM ENGAGED! Yes, you read that right! I am getting married to Abel Crosby on May 15, 2010, and am the happiest, luckiest, most blessed girl out there!  Hence "The Crosby Show" (my new blog title to come)  ;)  I will try to summarize the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all started New Year's Eve.  I was supposed to come to his house for the night and go on his boat to look at fire works and then to a friends party.  Well...&lt;br /&gt;We took his row boat out on Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Belton&lt;/span&gt;.  It was so windy and choppy that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I kept being a baby and getting scared that the front of the boat would buck up and we would flip out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Again, I was being quite the scaredy  cat.  Abel was so good at comforting me!  We were out there for a little while, when he said it was time to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he started rowing.  I told him to hand me an ore so I could help.  He handed me his instead and just started smiling at me!  I kept saying "Babe, we are never going to make it if I am the only one rowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about that time, he starts looking into the shore and says "Hey I think there is a deer over there."  I was so in the zone that I just kept rowing.  So he shouted "Hey, deer!" and all of the sudden the shore lit up with "Marry Me" in white Christmas lights. ( he knows white are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I quickly stopped paddling! He asked me what it said but I didn't answer fearing my eyes were playing tricks on me.  I knew if I said "Marry Me" he would laugh and it would have really said "Merry Christmas" or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THANKFULLY it said "MARRY ME!!!"  It was so sweet and I am SO in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJFIt2e3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7-nVzPshamc/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJFIt2e3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7-nVzPshamc/s320/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422766147662936946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;This was right after we got back to his house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh ya, he had a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the hike back to his car, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me by having my parents come to spend the night! He even planned a brunch for the day after!! How blessed am I?!!?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OOO&lt;/span&gt;.. and my ring!!  I could not have pick out a better one myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJEguqYUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pYvw_tErNKE/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJEguqYUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pYvw_tErNKE/s320/106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422766136928919874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;My ring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJFUMXp7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/en8D-YZ92XM/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJFUMXp7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/en8D-YZ92XM/s320/085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422766150743730098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;He picked out the flowers all on his own! So beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have found the most amazing man out there! He is my best friend, he is an amazing man of God, and the LOVE of my life!  I cannot believe that he has chosen me to be his wife!  I am so excited to spend the rest of my life with him! I pray that I will be a wife to loves him and fears the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-7426925927318585336?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7426925927318585336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7426925927318585336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7426925927318585336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7426925927318585336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2010/01/soon-to-be-crosby-show.html' title='The (soon-to-be-) Crosby Show'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/S0GJENwECRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dNSEKLQLyVM/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2895136221216615257</id><published>2009-12-24T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:59:45.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures of Abel and Sarah'/><title type='text'>{Colorado}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7Um7Q96I/AAAAAAAAAOI/d01DFclyUt8/s1600-h/DSCN1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7Um7Q96I/AAAAAAAAAOI/d01DFclyUt8/s320/DSCN1568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421132539191424930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After dreaded finals ended Abel and I were fortunate enough to take a trip to 3:00AM-- yes AM!  to head for the airport.  Just to sit on a plane for an hour and a half waiting for them to fix the anti-freeze on the plane.  Comforting, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt;, we headed out finally at 8:00AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7T59QnwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H93sC-AggOw/s1600-h/DSCN1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7T59QnwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H93sC-AggOw/s320/DSCN1546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421132527120195330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sitting on the plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chillaxed&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday to get ready for skiing Friday and Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Friday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, as I mentioned before I have not been skiing since 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade, so the first day I was literally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaking&lt;/span&gt; in my ski's. Sadly, Lauren had to work today and was not able to join us.  Abel and Jake would not let me do ski lessons!  They said they would not let me waste my money and they would teach me themselves!  So Coco mo (bunny slopes)  here we come!  I made it off the first lift gracefully and without falling... Whew!   Skied a few feet and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIPE&lt;/span&gt;! I was down!  I thought, "Great, I can't even go a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feet.  How am I going to do this for two days?"  But with the amazing encouragement of Jake and Abel, I got back up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skied&lt;/span&gt; down the rest of the run without a fall!  We stayed on Greens all day long and after lunch i let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pros&lt;/span&gt; do some blacks while I rested!  **Boy, did I need a rest!**  They got back and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; on the greens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu98bC1jOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/clsu4M6tDqs/s1600-h/DSCN1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu98bC1jOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/clsu4M6tDqs/s320/DSCN1557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421135422219980002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 2 of skiing:  --Saturday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lauren was able to come today!  I was so excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, because they could not take turns dragging with me and doing hard stuff as well.  BUT, my totally encouraging, amazing, handsome, great, awesome boyfriend stayed with me the WHOLE day!  I fell a lot on our first r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;un on the green.  I was SO super frustrated because my goal was to do blue's that day.  Well, he encouraged me and we did one more green and then blue's the rest of the day!  I could not have done it without Abel that day coaching me and encouraging me down the mountain!  It was SO much fun and by the end of the day I was doing some harder blue's.  Now, yes, I did fall a lot on them but I made it through and LOVED it!  I cannot wait to go back and ski!!!  It's SO fun!  Again, I cannot brag Abel up enough... He was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCH&lt;/span&gt; an encouragement and supporter of me all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7VB6D33I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/u0G_1z2G4Vc/s1600-h/DSCN1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7VB6D33I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/u0G_1z2G4Vc/s320/DSCN1570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421132546434129778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu9864F3bI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QIGJDzWDIyo/s1600-h/DSCN1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu9864F3bI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QIGJDzWDIyo/s320/DSCN1573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421135430764846514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Sunday--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*We went to Jake and Lauren's church.&lt;br /&gt;*The  Nutcracker was next on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;agenda&lt;/span&gt;!  If you have not been, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; going!  I went in 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade at First Baptist (my dad went with me as a date, precious right!), but for the most part did not remember it.&lt;br /&gt;*Dinner time!  If you are ever in Boulder I would 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; The Med (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt;).  Talk about some good food!  We then took a stroll down Pearl Street and ate some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;frozen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt;.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;*Lauren and I were dying to see some Christmas lights so the boys drove us around some fancy neighborhoods and we were able to "ooh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;" over the sights.&lt;br /&gt;*We wrapped our day up with Home Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Monday--&lt;br /&gt;We stayed around their apartment and played some fierce games of Canasta and Abel and I went out to the mall and shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7Vf_z_yI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0msJ9-YjKp0/s1600-h/DSCN1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7Vf_z_yI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0msJ9-YjKp0/s320/DSCN1576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421132554511318818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;On a bridge on our shopping adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday we headed home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a long post but, I have to thank Jake and Lauren for letting us crash at their place for 5 nights!  They are so sweet and we had such a wonderful time.  We are truly blessed to have them in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2895136221216615257?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2895136221216615257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2895136221216615257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2895136221216615257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2895136221216615257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/12/colorado.html' title='{Colorado}'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Szu7Um7Q96I/AAAAAAAAAOI/d01DFclyUt8/s72-c/DSCN1568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-614583480865843739</id><published>2009-12-10T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:04:11.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SyFUD0WK55I/AAAAAAAAANw/iM710hKlGpY/s1600-h/mr_55900f1bc7e602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413700651644020626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SyFUD0WK55I/AAAAAAAAANw/iM710hKlGpY/s320/mr_55900f1bc7e602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past year, I really have begun to think about the foods I am placing in my mouth. I have always tried to eat in a semi-healthy manner, but lately I have found that even things I have believed to be "healthy" might not really be that good for me after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In one of my classes, for extra credit, we were allowed to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodincmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Food Inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.,&lt;/strong&gt; or the Great Debaters. My desire to be more wise about the food I eat (and the fact that Oprah is a producer for the Great Debater) led me to watch Food Inc. It was really good and started to peak an interest in organic foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was checking my e-mail and on yahoo, news stories pop up before you log in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/health/the-7-foods-experts-wont-eat-547963/?pg=70"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;7 Foods Experts Won't Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, popped up. Here is the list: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Canned Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Corn-Fed Beef: &lt;strong&gt;For Grass Fed Beef Click HERE: &lt;a href="http://yonderwayfarm.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;YONDER WAY FARM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Microwave Popcorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Non organic Potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Farmed Salmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Milk Produced with Artificial Hormones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Conventional Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can check out the reasons and explanations by clicking the link above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, let me clue you in to one thing about college folk, we are dirt poor! So, how on earth am I going to buy organic? It is so expensive. While I was checking out this list of what I should not be placing in my mouth, or cooking for other people, I found this link to finding and buying organic foods at a smarter and cheaper rate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prevention.com/budgetorganic/?cm_mmc=Yahoo_Blog-_-LosingIt-_-7%20foods%20experts%20wont%20eat-_-How%20to%20be%20a%20budget%20organic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;How to Pay Less for Organic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I was really encouraged and feel a lot better about the foods I am buying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/1101476886196510427-614583480865843739?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/614583480865843739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=614583480865843739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/614583480865843739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/614583480865843739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-past-year-i-really-have-begun-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SyFUD0WK55I/AAAAAAAAANw/iM710hKlGpY/s72-c/mr_55900f1bc7e602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-5227354740090557448</id><published>2009-12-07T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:45:29.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>{RandoM}25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I talk to my mom almost every day and she is my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have never wanted to work in the “big real world”, but aspire to be the best wife and mom out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I LOVE everything to be neat and organized but do not always have the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;4. I LOVE the beats of rap music, but HATE the lyrics to 99.9% of them out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. I don’t know how to hug people with big…. “chests”, I think it’s awkward and weird and I even get made fun of for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;6. I have been known to play Christmas music all year round. We should celebrate Christ’s birth 365… and plain and simple I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. There is nothing better than getting into a made bed with fresh and clean sheets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am going to be an aunt in about 6 months and I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. I love to cook and bake (and would go to culinary school, in a heartbeat, if there was one in College Station).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It would not be abnormal for me to camp and be outdoors all day and by night fall be dressed up in heals and a dress. I love to be outside but love to still be girly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. The best job I have had has been a Child Life Assistant at Scott and White in Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;12. I love to play any type of game, board games, cards, dominos…etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. I would love to eat all organic, but it is just too expensive… maybe someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;14. I am very social and talkative. Some would even call me loud. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. I could listen to Michael Buble for days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;16. I once dressed up my Freshman year of college as a superhero and saved people with my roomate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. I must have my feet covered with a blanket to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;18. I can quote pretty much any classic Disney movie, and know the lyrics to too many of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. My best friends are friends from High School and before, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;20. I would rather do a load of dishes than take out the trash (our dumpster is so far away, and I don’t do stinky smells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. I am a daddy’s girl 100%. He has set the standard of the man I want to marry; and I think I have found someone almost too close to my dad;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I know my flaws and I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. I want to use cloth diapers when I have kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I can’t wait to be married and start a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. My God, is my daddy, creator, lover of my soul, my everything to me; without him I am nothing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-5227354740090557448?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/5227354740090557448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=5227354740090557448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5227354740090557448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5227354740090557448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/12/random25.html' title='{RandoM}25'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2473779539682327097</id><published>2009-11-30T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:13:41.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Sign of Things To Come?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanksgiving is over and the end of school is looming over my head. You might be thinking I am super excited about this, and yes, I am... BUT our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;profs&lt;/span&gt; like to put as much on our plate as they can right before the end of the semester. The DAY BEFORE our break my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;profs&lt;/span&gt; told me I have a 7 page paper- WITH presentation due Wednesday and a Geology project due Thursday. So along with my two Geology exams, debate, quiz, and 2- one-page papers, what is a little extra work? In conclusion, I have decided that they don't like us and want to make our lives miserable. Mission accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a much brighter note, I had an AMAZING Thanksgiving break. It was so much fun to spend some time with all of my family. Have I told you how amazing they are and how much the Lord has blessed me with the most awesome family EVER?!? I spent a lot of time driving back and forth to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Belton&lt;/span&gt; to spend time with the Crosby's as well. I was able to attend the Crosby Thanksgiving Reunion. It was so much fun and I am so thankful that they allowed me to be a part of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am ready for Christmas break! Abel and I are going to Colorado to visit Jake and Lauren (his brother and sister-in -law). I have not skied since 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade, so please pray I do not make a fool of myself or get hurt. I am praying my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tincy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wincy&lt;/span&gt; bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;athleticism&lt;/span&gt; kicks in and I am able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;glide&lt;/span&gt; down the slopes with grace. Oh, boy. I am sure there will be stories to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SxP8XKN5yKI/AAAAAAAAANg/eGt2CwT1bzs/s1600/hu_crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409945052211955874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SxP8XKN5yKI/AAAAAAAAANg/eGt2CwT1bzs/s320/hu_crash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's hope this isn't a sign of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am going to stop procrastinating and work on that paper of mine!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2473779539682327097?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2473779539682327097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2473779539682327097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2473779539682327097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2473779539682327097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-is-over-and-end-of-school.html' title='A Sign of Things To Come?'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SxP8XKN5yKI/AAAAAAAAANg/eGt2CwT1bzs/s72-c/hu_crash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-6715427288754525990</id><published>2009-11-18T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:46:01.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Time For Thanks</title><content type='html'>As I get older and older, I have come to appreciate my surroundings, family, and life so much more. I am learning that everyday and every moment is a GIFT from God. I want to cherish my many blessings and have my life be a constant song of worship to my King. Now I know it is about a week premature, but these are all of my many thanks and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am thankful/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; for my amazing family, who loves me unconditionally and has always lived as examples of Christ-like people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for my friends who always listen to my silly stories and always encourage me in the Lord. Their zest for life and the joy that they bring to me is something to be cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a boyfriend who loves the Lord with all his heart, tells me I am beautiful, and is my best friend.  He truly is a Man among men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for my &lt;em&gt;MANY&lt;/em&gt; short comings, so when I do fall short, God's hand is right there to show me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my Bible study girls who teach and bless me more than they even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for the Lord placing in my life, women who desire to be Godly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wives&lt;/span&gt; and lead by example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for always having food on the table. I never go hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for the tiny baby growing inside my sister-in-law's belly, who I cannot wait to meet and love on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for freedom in America that I can love and worship my God freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for the passion of adoption and my love for orphans. And to know that my Daddy in heaven is always here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a Daddy on this earth who makes me feel beautiful and displays what a MAN should be. He has always been the standard of what I want my husband to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for a mom who has been my best friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mentor&lt;/span&gt;, and someone who I admire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a roof over my head and a WONDERFUL roomate, who even when I leave a mess, is patient and loving toward me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for the men and women who are fighting right now for our safety and feedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the tears of sorrow that turn into tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am thankful for the healing that comes after pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the journey that He has planned out just for me- My past and my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am SO thankful for my God who sent His son to die on a cross for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-6715427288754525990?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/6715427288754525990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=6715427288754525990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6715427288754525990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6715427288754525990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-thanks.html' title='A Time For Thanks'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4352004481097861243</id><published>2009-10-28T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:40:39.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>{Daughter of the King}</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu-H4K17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cFO6zT5g7jU/s1600-h/10123_1129250281582_1536960065_30325453_7913444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756535693301682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu-H4K17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cFO6zT5g7jU/s320/10123_1129250281582_1536960065_30325453_7913444_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;They were the "brides maids"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in Aggie Sisters for Christ, and we had our semester "retreat" last weekend. Let me start off by saying how much I ADORE my girls in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WIL&lt;/span&gt; (Bible study) group!! Here are the list of events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EAT yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Laynes&lt;/span&gt; chicken&lt;br /&gt;*Scavenger/find the letters princess in nature and things around you game&lt;br /&gt;*dress your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WIL&lt;/span&gt; group leader (ME) up as a princess using toilet paper, foil, makeup, saran wrap etc.&lt;br /&gt;*Worship&lt;br /&gt;*Speaker&lt;br /&gt;*Back to my apartment for fellowship, food, and fun.. and a little bit of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breakfast&lt;br /&gt;*worship&lt;br /&gt;*speaker&lt;br /&gt;*home (or in my case Galveston)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The theme was Princess or Daughter of the King, so my amazingly creative girls and I thought to dress me up as a "The bride of Christ--the ultimate princess." Yes, it was a little "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;churchy&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;per say&lt;/span&gt;, but hey, we wanted to win--and be creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was active and moving this weekend. We all decided as a WIL group that we would ask each other avidly if we were doing a DAILY quiet time. It is so much fun walking with our amazing heavenly Father together. I can see evidence in each of their lives that God is moving and working to further His kingdom. And isn't it so much fun to be in HIS will for our lives?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu9mMcwRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zgLlAgRKZzw/s1600-h/9933_1239268751602_1525770020_2054052_4387777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756526651556114" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu9mMcwRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zgLlAgRKZzw/s320/9933_1239268751602_1525770020_2054052_4387777_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Showin of my "BLING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu9zeFcUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sBnjA6l7Bmw/s1600-h/10123_1129250161579_1536960065_30325450_3360521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756530215186754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu9zeFcUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sBnjA6l7Bmw/s320/10123_1129250161579_1536960065_30325450_3360521_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My silly girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Daughters of kings are among your honored women; at your right hand is the royal bride in gold of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ophir&lt;/span&gt;. Listen, O daughter, consider and give ear: Forget your people and your father's house. The king is enthralled by your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord. The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift men of wealth will seek your favor. All glorious is the princess within her chamber ; her gown is interwoven with gold. In embroidered garments she is led to the king..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 45:9-14&lt;/em&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/1101476886196510427-4352004481097861243?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4352004481097861243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4352004481097861243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4352004481097861243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4352004481097861243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/10/daughter-of-king.html' title='{Daughter of the King}'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Suiu-H4K17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cFO6zT5g7jU/s72-c/10123_1129250281582_1536960065_30325453_7913444_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-9090893008285927952</id><published>2009-10-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:25:23.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DR.'/><title type='text'>Why I am going to shrivel up and die</title><content type='html'>So, you are not supposed to drink milk 2 hours before or after taking a medicine that I am on. So.. my Dr. says to take it right before bed time. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. let me tell you it is not so great. Apparently I took my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then went right to lay down and sleep and my medicine got caught in my stomach and just sat there all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It burned my stomach and now I cannot eat. Thus why I am going to shrivel up and die. Every time I try to take a bite it goes down and burns my aching stomach. Even water hurts. My Dr. said it will take about 30 days to heal! 30 DAYS! I DON'T HAVE 30 DAYS! I can't go a whole month without eating! I love food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray I make it through the long and DREADFUL month. **If anyone has suffered from GERD or Acid Reflux what have you guys done to ease the pain?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...Apparently, I am not the only one though. I googled it and found out that quite a few people have gone through the same thing. So maybe I will live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-9090893008285927952?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/9090893008285927952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=9090893008285927952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/9090893008285927952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/9090893008285927952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='Why I am going to shrivel up and die'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1231600017326019247</id><published>2009-10-21T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:42:40.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old woman'/><title type='text'>How did I make it through freshman year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is the question I am pondering tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395309867063905522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/St_9vQ-BDPI/AAAAAAAAALw/-mrwzaB2HNw/s400/nets.ringdunk.game+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about 1:20AM and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; useless. Abel has a 10 page paper due this week and since I am the History/English person, my job is to read and fix, which I will gladly assist in! (He really is the better writer, but I do what I can.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395309878710074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/St_9v8WrewI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wg6SMuqcGpg/s400/nets.ringdunk.game+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to my pondering thoughts.... When I was a freshman at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UMHB&lt;/span&gt; I didn't go to sleep before 2AM pretty much every night. Now I am gone after 11:30PM! What is the deal!? I am 20 years old! Next thing you know I am going to be knitting and driving 10 miles below the speed limit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I do not start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wrinkling&lt;/span&gt; any time soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1231600017326019247?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1231600017326019247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1231600017326019247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1231600017326019247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1231600017326019247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-did-i-make-it-through-freshman-year.html' title='How did I make it through freshman year?'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/St_9vQ-BDPI/AAAAAAAAALw/-mrwzaB2HNw/s72-c/nets.ringdunk.game+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4980147131829008071</id><published>2009-10-07T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:45:57.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hands that hold the world are holding your heart.</title><content type='html'>Not having my own computer is stinky! Life is going pretty good; a few ups and a few downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family found out some pretty bad news lately (though we are all doing fine) and I am trying to cling to the Word and see Christ's reasons for everything. I heard the song, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qw8LeAM5KOI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" by Phil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whickham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it has been such an encouragement and a blessing to me. I encourage you to listen to it, just click safe and it will take you to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a MUCH happier note we had my best friend &lt;a href="http://paigeglasco.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Paige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bachelorette&lt;/span&gt; party this past weekend! It was so fun! Don't worry we didn't get TOO crazy! We did get asked at P.F &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chang's&lt;/span&gt; if we were the model convention, and if we could sing to a boy's birthday who was turning 17. We informed the people that we were not a road show of any kind. It was so fun and I am so glad that I got to hang out with all of my girls for the weekend. I have never congratulated Paige on my blog so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; excited for you and Nathan to be married! You are an amazingly beautiful woman on the inside as well as the outside. He is such a lucky guy to get you as his wife. I have had the honor of being friends with you for pretty much our whole life, and even through the rough times you have always been here for me. Know that I will be here for you always. I have been so blessed to have you in my life, and am so excited to see what the Lord does with you and Nathan. I love you two SO much!!! And you may kill me for this but hey... I just have to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 days until your wedding and you can.... "well, you know."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**Paige &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Glasco's&lt;/span&gt; quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-4980147131829008071?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4980147131829008071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4980147131829008071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4980147131829008071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4980147131829008071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hands-that-hold-world-are-holding-your.html' title='The hands that hold the world are holding your heart.'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4588963046944403957</id><published>2009-09-11T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:44:44.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers stink'/><title type='text'>RIP computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqqabTLFMfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTX52kno7ZM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380282498641375730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqqabTLFMfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTX52kno7ZM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My "WONDERFUL" computer has officially kicked the bucket! There was a storm that passed through yesterday and knocked all electricy out, and decided to take my computer with it. Now, I know most of you are thinking, "Sarah, you are so dumb, power strip." Well folks I had one, and my computer is now dunzo. Boo... I will be checking my e-mails through Blinn. Needless to say I am not a happy camper right now. If you know of any computer deals please let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-4588963046944403957?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4588963046944403957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4588963046944403957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4588963046944403957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4588963046944403957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-computer.html' title='RIP computer'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqqabTLFMfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTX52kno7ZM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-3965147613919025187</id><published>2009-09-08T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:19:43.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are pics and a new blog post three down.  It didn't show up first, because I wrote it a few days ago, but just published it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering what to do about the silver bins in my book shelf (below).  what to put in them.  Any ideas?  I can move them around as well.  Always open to creative ideas!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc6xHjLD2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PO48UcqeVa4/s1600-h/room+decor+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc6xHjLD2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PO48UcqeVa4/s400/room+decor+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332895431921506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-3965147613919025187?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/3965147613919025187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=3965147613919025187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3965147613919025187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3965147613919025187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-apartment.html' title='My Apartment'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc6xHjLD2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PO48UcqeVa4/s72-c/room+decor+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2369037703228942225</id><published>2009-09-07T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:05:17.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood Cancer Awareness'/><title type='text'>Childhood Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqVWsCWwfiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VBtuYsEWAh0/s1600-h/gold.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378800644510481954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqVWsCWwfiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VBtuYsEWAh0/s400/gold.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEPTEMBER is Childhood Cancer Awareness Month and September 12t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; is Childhood Cancer Awareness Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;As many of you know, I was a Child Life Assistant my Freshman year of college at Scott and White in Temple, TX. It was the most rewarding/challenging job I have ever had. I was allowed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to get to know some amazing young hearts who had this terrible disease called cancer. The Lord gave strength to some who now are healthy and doing wonderful, while others He took to be with Him in heaven. This month, I ask that you take a second and pray for the children and families who are dealing with this awful disease. Also, pray for the families who have lost children to cancer. We serve a BIG God, who can do BIG things! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a post one of the mother's of a child who went to heaven wrote on her blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;These are some things you can do this month (and ALL YEAR ROUND, for the most part!) to support Childhood Cancer Awareness. None of these things involve any financial burden of any kind (except for maybe eating at Chili's ... but hey you gotta eat right??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Tell everyone you know (and even those you don't know) how you, or someone you love, has been touched by childhood cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Donate blood at a hospital where they are taking care of children with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Dine at a Chili’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Restaurant&lt;/span&gt; on September 28, 2009, when they will donate 100% of their profits from restaurant sales to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital: &lt;a href="http://createapepper.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;createapepper&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Wear the color&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to show your support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Register to become a bone marrow donor: &lt;a href="http://www.marrow.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;http://www.marrow.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - it's one of the easiest things you can do to help give someone a second chance at life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Offer to volunteer at a local childhood cancer center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Let a family that's been touched by childhood cancer know you STILL CARE and that haven't forgotten about their struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Sign the CURE CHILDHOOD CANCER petition (and ask your friends and family to sign, as well!): &lt;a href="http://thepetitionsite.com/1/CureChildhoodCancer"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;thepetitionsite.com/1/CureChildhoodCancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2369037703228942225?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2369037703228942225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2369037703228942225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2369037703228942225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2369037703228942225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/09/childhood-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Childhood Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SqVWsCWwfiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VBtuYsEWAh0/s72-c/gold.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-5903523780013817588</id><published>2009-09-02T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:39:21.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Banana Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am always looking for new reciepes to try out. I got this banana cake and let me tell you, it is simply sinful!!! My boyfriends mom said, "She has yet to find a man who doesn't like it." I made it for our Breakaway dinner last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376956735940914034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sp7Jqbpm63I/AAAAAAAAAIg/kHShuYTaUAA/s320/7610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3/4 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;2 1/8 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups mashed bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Icing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1/2 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 cups confectioners' sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Preheat oven to 275 degrees F (135 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9x13 inch pan. In a small bowl, mix mashed bananas with lemon juice, set aside. In a medium bowl, mix flour, baking soda and salt. Set aside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In a large bowl, cream 3/4 cup butter and 2 1/8 cups sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in the eggs one at a time, then stir in 2 teaspoons vanilla. Beat in the flour mixture alternately with the buttermilk. Stir in banana mixture. Pour batter into prepared pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bake in preheated oven for 1 hour, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean. Remove from oven and place directly into freezer for 45 minutes. This will make the cake very moist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For the frosting: In a large bowl, cream 1/2 cup butter and cream cheese until smooth. Beat in 1 teaspoon vanilla. Add confectioners sugar and beat on low speed until combined, then on high until frosting is smooth. Spread on cooled cake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** instead of buying buttermilk you can make your own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2c of milk + 1 teaspoon of vinegar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone got any good/cheap reciepes to bake and/or cook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-5903523780013817588?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/5903523780013817588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=5903523780013817588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5903523780013817588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5903523780013817588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/09/banana-cake_2355.html' title='Banana Cake'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sp7Jqbpm63I/AAAAAAAAAIg/kHShuYTaUAA/s72-c/7610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4934853333022529068</id><published>2009-09-02T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T05:56:23.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>105 Days until Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc2nOv0KFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/V4__VHEgdCo/s1600-h/room+decor+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc2nOv0KFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/V4__VHEgdCo/s400/room+decor+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328327518791762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's official, I still hate school! Today is day 3 and I have already begun my Christmas Break Countdown. 105 days until my last final, and I am out of school for a month. + One more semester and I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; have my Associates and be finished with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, so I may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; just a little bit. I do hate school, but college is so fun! I love cooking things I love and just living on my own is so fun. (I do miss home too, mom and dad) =) I Love Love Love my apartment. I have finally gotten my room all together. It looked like I just moved in, and had been living there for a year! I do still need my bed frame, but the majority is done! I decided not to paint my room, simply because I was sick and tired of painting.  Everything that is a color has to be turned back to boring white when we leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;--My bathroom--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc1iE6RLkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0k-F8B5jay8/s1600-h/room+decor+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc1iE6RLkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0k-F8B5jay8/s400/room+decor+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379327139467308610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;--My room--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc15dYR4OI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Fc2CgUcz_Rw/s1600-h/room+decor+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc15dYR4OI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Fc2CgUcz_Rw/s400/room+decor+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379327541172625634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3-AfA6vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VOpQX8Jm6W4/s1600-h/room+decor+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3-AfA6vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VOpQX8Jm6W4/s400/room+decor+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329818338847474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;--Bed frame to come--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3siLn7_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/PhKfnHgf4Bc/s1600-h/room+decor+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3siLn7_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/PhKfnHgf4Bc/s400/room+decor+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329518146678770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc5BNKl5fI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q_mq-Xj_u7I/s1600-h/room+decor+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc5BNKl5fI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q_mq-Xj_u7I/s400/room+decor+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379330972794086898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Living and Dining Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc26bD0GtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gv-83DH-sVk/s1600-h/room+decor+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc26bD0GtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gv-83DH-sVk/s400/room+decor+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328657241414354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc5SZrm5TI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sylV4B0nKdU/s1600-h/room+decor+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc5SZrm5TI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sylV4B0nKdU/s400/room+decor+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379331268211565874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my computer is right behind the wall with the couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3ful95bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/k2KeHZrEZaU/s1600-h/room+decor+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc3ful95bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/k2KeHZrEZaU/s400/room+decor+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329298140095922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We do have a tradition herein &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aggie land&lt;/span&gt;... go figure... A bunch of my friends all get together Tuesday evenings and do dinner and go to &lt;a href="http://breakawayblogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Breakaway&lt;/a&gt;. It is so fun to have fellowship and then go praise and learn about our magnificent God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should add something about classes. I do think God has me here for a reason. Out of all of my semesters of college, I feel God calling me to be a Light in the classroom. My first class is argumentation and debate and I was assigned Church/State Relations as my topic for the year. Ironic? Two of the categories I came up with were: Evolution v. Creation and Prayer in public schools. My group of 4 will split up and take opposing sides and argue similar topics. Abortion, homosexuality and government are all topics we can discuss as well. I know, God put me in that class for a reason. I also have a prof. who cusses every 2 seconds. I have never heard more curse words in my life, than in that one hour of class. I have a mass communications &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Prof&lt;/span&gt; who talked about how his views on journalism and our world were anything but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Conservative&lt;/span&gt;, and another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Prof&lt;/span&gt; who tried to tell the class that the earth came to be like a dust bunny! I had to giggle a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that God is taken out and skewed up in our schools and world today! I have a hard time holding my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I know the truth and can't even imagine how people do not believe. It makes me mad and mostly sad for them that they do not have this amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with the God I know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little longer than I expected, but I am procrastinating on reading.&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/1101476886196510427-4934853333022529068?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4934853333022529068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4934853333022529068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4934853333022529068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4934853333022529068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/09/105-days-until-christmas-break.html' title='105 Days until Christmas Break'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sqc2nOv0KFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/V4__VHEgdCo/s72-c/room+decor+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-3405796871752458521</id><published>2009-08-10T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:58:03.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>Headed back to the Grand ole U.S</title><content type='html'>Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun week in El Salvador.  I met some amazing kiddos while I was there.  I will deeply miss each and every one of them.  It was a growing time between the Lord and I as well.  Our team members touched my life as well, in ways they cannot even imagine.  Again I will say, God knew what He was doing, when He chose our group.  Our translators did such an AMAZING job.  I know they must have been doubly tired when they got home.  God did some mighty things through all of them.  I love each and every team member who went, and we will have memories that will last a lifetime.  ...Oh, Alyson and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; throwing in the air.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our driver Joel was also amazing.  He was just as much as a part of the team as any of us.  He would play with the kids and love on them just as much, if not more as us.  We gave him a Bible and he accepted Christ as his Lord and Savior the day we left.  He prayed the prayer of salvation in front of all of us at breakfast that morning.  God is going to use and bless him immensely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome trip, and it just intensified my passion for adoption and orphans. It also made me appreciate what I have, and my amazing parents who are so encouraging and wonderful examples of Godly parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if these posts have errors, I wrote them all on nights when I was extremely tired, and worn out.  God is so good!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-3405796871752458521?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/3405796871752458521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=3405796871752458521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3405796871752458521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3405796871752458521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/headed-back-to-grand-ole-us.html' title='Headed back to the Grand ole U.S'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-5544212464715860104</id><published>2009-08-10T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:44:50.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>Don't  wake a sleeping baby!</title><content type='html'>Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last day in El Salvador.  We were at an orphanage in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahuachapan&lt;/span&gt; today.  It was the furthest drive, with the littlest kids.  The kids here were very well taken care of and the older girls seemed to take care of the younger ones.  The girls were ranging from 2-14 I believe.  It was such a joy to be there.  We did the same things as the days before, like bracelets, singing and a Bible lesson.  They were truly a joy to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a baby duck at the orphanage and Shirley said to my mom "The duck has no mommy too."  It was an orphan duck so they kept it and took care of it! So sweet!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a pinata and I taught "my" two year old to act like she was giving it to the adults and say.." no!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; She was so precious.  She feel asleep in my arms and was still sleeping when we had to leave.  I told everyone I had to take her cause you shouldn't wake a sleeping baby!  But they made me pass her off.  She didn't wake up, but when she did I bet she thought it all was a dream. I hope one of the best dreams she has ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dreamt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of the kids that we encountered.  Even though we were only there one day, they all have such a special place in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a place where one of the volcano's erupted and got to take bits of lava rock with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were off to dinner!  A Dinner we will never forget!  We arrived at what we thought was going to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;, but it was turned into some store, so we decided to just eat next door.  It said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; on it, so we were all excited.  We all got Congas (a specialty fruit drink in El Salvador) and did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt;.  We danced and had such a fun time.  A band came about an hour after we got there and we danced to their music and they sang to Alyson "Pretty woman and Happy Birthday."  Words cannot even begin to describe what a fun night we had.  I will miss seeing our team members every day.  They were such a great group and the Lord really knew what He was doing when He placed us together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-5544212464715860104?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/5544212464715860104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=5544212464715860104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5544212464715860104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5544212464715860104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-wake-sleeping-baby.html' title='Don&apos;t  wake a sleeping baby!'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1802050549714213183</id><published>2009-08-08T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:33:48.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>I have not laughed so hard in a long time...</title><content type='html'>Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off to the orphanages.  We were in Sonsonate today!  It was an older girls ranging in age from 8-18.  It was a fun day.  The girls thought that I was famous.  They asked me to sign their notebook and take a picture with them.  It was so cute!  We had to tell them over and over, that I was no different from them, and I was not a movie star! haha  Oh, they are all so sweet!  We painted pillow cases and made bracelets with them.  We also cooked them hot dogs.  Over here they put Siveeche (sp?) on their hot dogs.  It is like a cole slaw.  The girls downed some hot dogs, chips and cookies. We also got to do  a lot of girlie things like makeup, hair and nails.  They were older, so it was fun to do things like that with them.  I think they really appreciated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls were so special, and we enjoyed , loving on them.  It touched me dearly, because they are not too much younger than me.  I will miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I almost forgot!!!  It is Alyson Tofel's birthday Monday, and we told the girls.  Well, the girls sang "Happy Birthday" and about ten minutes later, they all gather around her and throw her up and down saying "Uno, dos, tres... all the way to veinty y uno"  haha The facial expression she had was SOOO funny! She didn't know they were going to do it and so her face was priceless!!!!!! hahaha  Oh wow a top moment of the trip so far! haha Besides the girls that is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1802050549714213183?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1802050549714213183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1802050549714213183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1802050549714213183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1802050549714213183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-not-laughed-so-hard-in-long-time.html' title='I have not laughed so hard in a long time...'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4373155018720657909</id><published>2009-08-08T21:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:31:35.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lago de Coatepeque</title><content type='html'>Day 3 was extremely hard... I will prolly write my own post on it, but right now would be too hard.  I am too emotionally tired to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our "off" day.  We went to an awesome lake called Lago de Coatepeque.  The lake was right beside a volcano.  Active volcano I might add. We took a two hour boat ride around the lake.  There was an Island in the middle that all of the rich people go to for special occasions and holidays.  The water was SO clear.  You could see 20 feet below you!  I had such a good time!!!  We ate dinner at the lake, at a hotel overlooking the water!  Again, the food was amazing!! I had shrimp.  (I will add pics as soon as I download them)  It was the WHOLE shrimp.  Next we went to the market.  It was a bargainers dream.  If they said $2.00 you worked your way down to .50$  It was fun to bargain.  I got some pretty cool gifts.  I cannot say cause I havent given them;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have a day to regain strength and stamina for the two days ahead.  We needed a day to relax mentally, especially from the day before.  It was a nice refresher and we were ready to go back and love on kids the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-4373155018720657909?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4373155018720657909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4373155018720657909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4373155018720657909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4373155018720657909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/lake.html' title='Lago de Coatepeque'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1619343071508514046</id><published>2009-08-06T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T06:03:59.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the e-mail that my mom sends out the the family members who are here, board membersIAOM, and friends.  I was too tired to type it myself so I just stole hers.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again …I am very tired – please overlook any typos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Today we went to the Special Needs Orphanage.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was rough day for some of the team members – but we could definitely feel God’s presence.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we arrived I think that it was hard for some of the team to get off of the bus because they didn’t know what to expect.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another team of 6-7 American college students came in the gate.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We talked with them a little and found out that they were with a humanitarian group that wasn’t faith based - that has been working in &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1249563470_0"&gt;El Salvador&lt;/span&gt; for 4 months.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were painting murals on the walls of the Dining Hall.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before they left we were able to pray for them.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We danced and played ball with the children first.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We then sang songs and then shared the gospel with them in a very simple way – using the colors.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We made them the bracelets. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We saw that they were in desperate need of undergarments.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We left for lunch and then came back and handed out the bracelets and gave the Director the undergarments that we purchased – so that she could pass them out.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were afraid that they might want to try them on in front of us!!!!!!!!!! !!!! &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The children are mentally or physically disabled…but what is even worse than that is that they also have horrid living conditions.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do realize that they do not know any difference…but it really hurts my heart.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They truly have nothing!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cottages that they are living in have &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1249563470_1"&gt;bed frames&lt;/span&gt; with mattresses that are in very bad shape…some without mattresses…and some mattresses that are on the floor.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is no bedding on most of the beds.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we talked with the Director about purchasing the mattresses we found out that she had gotten another quote with was cheaper.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you purchase 12 tables (instead of the 10 we were going to purchase) they are $255 instead of $278.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This will give them room for the 106 children and for the workers to all have a seat – for just a little more money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She also told us that she had found a different company that she could use to purchase the mattresses. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This place gave her a quote of $55 a mattress instead of the $78 she originally gave us.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She asked us if we could purchase only 50 mattresses instead of the 100 they originally asked for…when we asked her why she explained that they need 25 more bed frames.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She said that there are children are sleeping on the floor.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are going to get a quote on the frames – we would like to buy the 25 frames and as many mattresses as we can.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are counting on it being all 100.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We think the cheaper price for the mattresses will probably cover the cost.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the residents fell in love with Alyson…she as so good with him.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another would perform for us…and clap for himself…he was too cute!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another told us that he could speak Chinese.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said that he taught himself.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He started talking and then asked our translator what he said.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She told him that she didn’t know because she didn’t speak Chinese…he said that he could speak it he just couldn’t understand it and didn’t know what he was saying.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was too cute.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We left the orphanage a little early.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was very tiring.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You really couldn’t relax because there were a few residents that would have “fits” and it was scary for the girls.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since we had a little time we drove up to the top of the mountain and took some photos.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We got back to the hotel at 5:00.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all relaxed and then had supper and our devotion time.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow is our day off…we will be recharging to complete the last 2 days.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please pray that God would continue to guide us and that hearts would be turned to the Lord.&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/1101476886196510427-1619343071508514046?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1619343071508514046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1619343071508514046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1619343071508514046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1619343071508514046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-6181377671305387786</id><published>2009-08-04T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:00:36.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>The best chicken I have ever eaten</title><content type='html'>Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Hello again.  It's almost midnight and today was long so please excuse any grammar and spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an amazing day!  We went to an all girls orphanage.  I cannot think of the city, but it was about 1 1/2 hours away from San Salvador. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun with the girls today. We made bracelets, Bible covers, had Bible lessons, sang songs, bought shoes and made hot dogs with the girls.  they were such a blessing.  These girls reminded me more of the girls from Colombia! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the orphanage and went to one of our translators grandmothers house.  (All three of the translators are from El Salvador)  Her aunt, cousin, grandmother, and grandfather were all there.  It was so fun to see them together.  The grandma had demsia ?? and when we were saying hello, kept saying "adios."  She was soooo cute!  They were all so hospitable and so nice to welcome us into their home.  The grandfather prayed as we left, and I know the Holy Spirit was in that room.  I loved them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner after that, at an authentic El Salvadorean Restaurant.  Can I just say that the rotiserie chicken was the BEST chicken I HAVE EVER eaten!!!! NO Lie!  We were ohing and awing over this chicken.  My mom even stole it from our translators table.  She said they could get their own =) haha she was kidding!  I think....   We also ate Papussa's.  They are like tortillas with beans, cheese and pork in them.  It was SO good!   The best meal so far!  We all wanna go back and eat that chicken.   The restaurant had monkeys and parrots outside in cages where we were.  I know that sounds disgusting, but they were not right by us. haha  One of the monkeys got mad at Amber and grabbed her. Shhh... Don't tell her mom!  We laughed so hard.  All the "younger girls"  with us were all freaked out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it back to our hotel, to head right back out to Pops-- an ice cream place.  We had eaten so much chicken I wonder how we managed to fit ice cream in our bellies-- but we did!  We debriefed and talked about the days events.  It is hard to leave after just one day, but we know the Lord is working through us.  Some of the girl stood up today and thanked us all on their own.  They had the translators say it in front of everyone! How brave and courageous they are! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know this is getting long, I just wanna have it all written for when I come home!  Please pray for us tomorrow! We are going to the special needs orphanage-- enough said.  It is going to be a VERY emotional draining day!  Pray for strength, patience, and peace.  These kids/adults need more love than any of the others.  My heart aches just thinking about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well goodnight all!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-6181377671305387786?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/6181377671305387786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=6181377671305387786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6181377671305387786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6181377671305387786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-chicken-i-have-ever-eaten.html' title='The best chicken I have ever eaten'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2810737709896731252</id><published>2009-08-03T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:14:02.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>Uno Dia--(Happy bday Daddy)</title><content type='html'>Day one in El Salvador has been amazing!  We landed yesterday and got all packed into a van and left for our hotel.  Our hotel is AMAZING!  It is so nice!  This is going to be very rough and have plenty of errors, but I am running off little sleep and just want to recap today's events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 Breakfast ( we thought that we could go at 9 to the orphanage)&lt;br /&gt;10:00 finally got to meet some little kiddos&lt;br /&gt;-We played sang songs in spanish- I am sooo rusty-&lt;br /&gt;-Played with jump ropes, side-walk chalk, balls, etc outside&lt;br /&gt;-made bracelets&lt;br /&gt;-Bible lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 El Salvador "Wal-Mart"  WAY bigger than ours. &lt;br /&gt;8:00 dinner at our hotel and debrief&lt;br /&gt;--Happy birthday Dad!  Yummy cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all today was successful.  I felt like I was busy passing out stuff and organizing, that I felt like I didn't love on too many kids.  I was later reminded that God had a purpose for me today, and even though I didn't have some huge emotional moment like some, God placed me where he wanted me today.  I am following His will, and I have to know that He is going to have me at the right place and right time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for tomorrow. It is an middle/older all girls orphanage.  I know God is working through us here!  He has blessed me so much already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2810737709896731252?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2810737709896731252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2810737709896731252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2810737709896731252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2810737709896731252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/uno-dia-happy-bday-daddy.html' title='Uno Dia--(Happy bday Daddy)'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1819438278111324063</id><published>2009-08-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:34:45.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno mas dia</title><content type='html'>until I am in country of El Salvador! Can you believe it?  YES!!!!!  The time has come!  Our flight is leaving tomorrow (Sun. Aug. 2) @ 5:45.  I am super pumped--If you cannot tell by the exclamation points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me and my emotions; they are super high right now, and I am actually a little nervous.  I am also really scared about motion sickness.  I get sick easily and with planes and bumpy roads... eek..  weak stomach. I will come home Sunday the 8th in the afternoon.  I am going to try and post a few times while I am there, but internet connections are pretty bad there so we will see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the team, safety, motion sickness, the orphans, the nuns and workers at the orphanages, and anyone we may come into contact with.  Let us be the hands and feet of our Savior.  I want everything I say and do be pleasing to the Lord, and for Him to shine and increase and me decrease! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I made it through boot camp=)  Only with the help of my best friend Paige! She rocks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1819438278111324063?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1819438278111324063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1819438278111324063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1819438278111324063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1819438278111324063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/08/uno-mas-dia.html' title='Uno mas dia'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1674324440018135723</id><published>2009-07-27T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:42:00.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*A sad goodbye*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I am writing for prayer.  Not for myself, but for a family that I met while I was working at Scott and White. A little boy that was diagnosed with cancer while I was there, passed away today.  His name was Ryan Pelton, and let me tell you, he was a bundle of joy.  He always wanted to come into the playroom (where I worked) and play video games.  He would get so upset when the playroom would close.  He was such a sweet little kid.  His family was amazing as well.  Ryan became a big brother not too long ago.  I know he was a FANTASTIC big brother.  It saddens me to know this baby brother will never get to know Ryan.  Please pray for the Pelton family. I know they are hurting right now.  I will never know why this thing called cancer takes away such precious kids.  All I know is that I trust my maker and His PERFECT will for all of our lives.  Thank you Jesus for allowing me to know these amazing kids, who are now praising you at your feet.  How lucky they are! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1674324440018135723?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1674324440018135723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1674324440018135723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1674324440018135723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1674324440018135723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/07/sad-goodbye.html' title='*A sad goodbye*'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-6594629530835149898</id><published>2009-07-17T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:56:37.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Salvador'/><title type='text'>16 days and counting {anxiously}</title><content type='html'>The countdown is on!  16 days until I am in the country of El Salvador.  We are going to 5 different cities and orphanages while we are there.  We get to pretty much travel the whole country.  We are going to be leaving Sunday, August 2nd and return the following Sunday, August 9th.  We will arrive in San Salvador around 9:00Pm our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the cities with the days.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Each city will have an orphanage we visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: San Salvador&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Santa Ana&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: San Martin&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Our day of sight seeing in El Salvador.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Sonsonate&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Aguachapan&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we leave and will return 4:20PM our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, I am super excited and ready to head over there.  We are having a team meeting tomorrow to go over all of the details.  I am glad that we are going to be at different orphanages every day.  Last year in Colombia, we were at two the whole week and it really made it hard to leave the kids because we had such a strong connection.  This will help my "getting too attached" to all of the kids. That is what I fear the most.  Last year was so difficult to come home because I got really attached to a few of them.  I know I am going to want to snag a few of them while I am there.  Adoption and orphan ministry is such a passion that I have, this is something I feel so called to do.  Unlike school, I LOVE it and have such a feeling of doing "my calling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*PRAYER*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please start praying for me now.  I know that I will have such a joyous time while I am there, but pray that I can be focused and pour my whole heart on to these kids.  Pray that even though I cannot speak their language, that Christ's love would be so abundant to them and that they would come to know the love and salvation that only our Heavenly Father can give.  Pray that I am strong enough and well prepared to go over there, and strong enough to leave.  I know now how better to prepare to leave, and  know that I have to be completely dependent on my God before I go.  I want to give them my full energy, attention, and heart while I am there.  I also really HATE leaving trips like these.  When I get home  I feel like I have left them behind and get really lonely and sad.  My heart hurts that I cannot scoop them all up and give them a family like the one I have been blessed with.  Lastly, pray that we all have fun and enjoy our time over there.  Sharing Christ and especially with orphans, well, I can't think of anything better to do with a week of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-6594629530835149898?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/6594629530835149898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=6594629530835149898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6594629530835149898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6594629530835149898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/07/16-days-and-counting-anxiously.html' title='16 days and counting {anxiously}'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2903024076265839656</id><published>2009-07-09T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:18:50.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What do I know of Holy?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, so far summer is going fantastic!  I have an amazing job, met some wonderful women, and done some fun things so far.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me start off by saying how much I have enjoyed my job at Champion Fellowship.  I have been so blessed to be the intern for Children and Youth.  It has been such a fun experience.  My prayer is that I may be able to show these kids and teens how amazing and wonderful it is to serve such an awesome Creator.  I hope that I can use the trials and triumphs in my life to encourage and uplift them to seek whole heartily after the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Along with meeting kids and youth, I have been privileged to meet and talk with some amazing women.  A mentor is something that I have always felt a yearning for, but it seemed as if all the women I looked up to either disappointed me or were not a part of my life anymore.  I have been doing to do a Bible Study, For Women Only: the inner lives of me; and have been able to not only learn how to be a Godly woman, but also how to encourage and uplift the men in our lives, so we may not hinder and burden their walk with Christ .  With this study, I have been so blessed to have women who give me such great advise and are a living example of what a Godly woman, daughter, wife, and mother are.  To name a few, Missy Robinson, Lynsey Kramer, and Debbie Forland have all been so wonderful to me.  They all have taken time to encourage me, listen to my silly stories, and pray for me this summer.  I cannot tell you women how much you are a blessing in my life. Thank you for portraying what a woman who seeks the Lord with her whole heart.  I of course, have my amazing mother, who I know I can talk to about anything.  She is so wise and an amazing mentor to me, I would not want to say anything about awesome women of God without mentioning her!  How blessed I am to have such a mother and friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just got back from a family vacation to South Padre Island, and let me tell you… I had a GREAT time!  It was so fun to spend time with my family.  We went banana boating (which we fell off and had to swim half of the ocean;),)  parasailing, ate at some very yummy restaurants, and soaked up the sun at the beach.  We were there for the 4th of July and the fireworks were insane!  It was literally a 15-20 minute show.  We had a fantastic time down in Padre, I wish I were still there.  I will be adding pics as soon as I get them downloaded to my computer.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another adventure I am doing is boot camp!!!  Don’t ask my why I am willing to pay to have someone torture me, but I did.  I must say its Day 2 for me and it really has not been too bad. I am doing it with my best friend Paige Glasco, so we encourage each other and push each other at the same time.  Paige is getting married in October, so they call her “Bride” and me “Bridesmaid.”  It is quite amusing.  I will let you know how the end results come in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One last thing, I have heard this song on the radio, but I watched the video a few days ago and read the words and WOW! It was so powerful to me.  I don't even have words to describe how convicted and overcome with the love of Christ when I watched it.  Watch it and let me know what ya think!&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6J5TzSE_18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6J5TzSE_18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Any who, I hope everyone is having a great summer and had a happy 4th of July!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;23 DAYS UNTIL EL SALVADOR!!!!!!!!  PLEASE PRAY FOR THE TEAM GOING!   I AM SO PUMPED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2903024076265839656?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2903024076265839656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2903024076265839656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2903024076265839656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2903024076265839656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-so-far-summer-is-going-fantastic-i.html' title='&quot;What do I know of Holy?&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-5075158476939729871</id><published>2009-06-04T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:16:00.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can i vent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. So as EVERYONE knows, I want a large family!  Kids are a huge passion of mine, whether it be my own or children in general.  Here are some verses on children.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate."   Psalms 127:3-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"He gives the barren woman a home, making her the joyous mother of children. Praise the LORD!"  Psalms 113:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that in heaven their angels always see the face of my Father who is in heaven.  Matthew 18:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So why when I tell people I want kids so they ALWAYS say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"I'll give you mine for a day and you will change your mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Once you have one, you won't want that many."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Good luck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God CLEARLY tells us how much of a blessing they are.  It is so frustrating and discouraging to hear mothers talking this way about their children.  Do not get me wrong! I do know that it is going to be challenging and one of the most difficult jobs there are, but to love, and encourage children to grow in and know Christ....What could be better than that?  No one ever is encouraging and telling of the blessings of children.  To hear women of God talking this way about children makes me so upset.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I am done venting.  I have been really discouraged this week!  I know mom's love their kids, I just wish they would be more encouraging to younger women! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-5075158476939729871?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/5075158476939729871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=5075158476939729871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5075158476939729871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/5075158476939729871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-i-vent.html' title='can i vent?'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2756386356001620083</id><published>2009-05-28T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:16:43.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty in the breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is finally SUMMER!  Ah...  Sunshine, tank-tops, shades, and lakes...  All things that I love!  I have been so ready for summer, I can hardly believe it is here!  Well, for starters I did not get accepted into the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; program.  I found out this past Saturday and ever sine then have tried to block it out of my mind.  Everyone says (and I know) that God has something so much better for me!  I know this all too well, but doubt creeps in and I start to worry.  It is funny, yesterday in my youth group we were talking about the power of prayer and trials that we will go through and I flipped to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;James 1:2-5.  "Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" id="en-ESV-30253" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" id="en-ESV-30254" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; I was finding it for my group, and almost had to chuckle with how much it applied to my life.  I am learning to be at a place where I do not have to have a plan, but just riding along with the plan my Heavenly Father has for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On to a happier note, I am (other than school) so overjoyed and in love with life and my amazing Creator!  I am experiencing new things and beauties with Him everyday!  I am going to be the children's intern for Champion Fellowship and volunteering with Jr.High and High School!  I am so pumped about serving and hopes the kids see Christ this summer and not me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am also still going to El Salvador, August 2-9, and am so excited about it!  My mom went to El Salvador a few weeks ago and her stories made me want to leave right now!  God is so faithful and amazing!  His beauty is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;incomprehensible&lt;/span&gt; and I cannot wait to love on and share Christ's some orphans from El Salvador!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; all that is new, I will be updating more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SARAH&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2756386356001620083?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2756386356001620083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2756386356001620083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2756386356001620083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2756386356001620083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-in-breakdown.html' title='Beauty in the breakdown'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1440063636670047180</id><published>2009-03-26T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:18:33.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Parent Needs A Night Out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;El Salvador Mission Trip Fundraiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Parents Night Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;March 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;6:30-11:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crafts, games, face paint, cookie decorating, football, Frisbee, and MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Children 6th Grade and Under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Lord has placed orphans and adoption on my heart and I am so blessed to have another opportunity to serve and show the Love of Christ to orphans in El Salvador.  Christ calls us all to pray and care for orphans.  I am raising money&lt;/span&gt; to be able to go in August!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;James1:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our Lord God is this...to help orphans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1440063636670047180?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1440063636670047180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1440063636670047180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1440063636670047180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1440063636670047180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-parent-needs-night-out.html' title='Every Parent Needs A Night Out!!'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-8788268975762061542</id><published>2009-03-03T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:20:46.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...the moon and the stars declare who You are.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VYhLjTGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9vtfHUd6Wao/s1600-h/n691075492_1964971_3494438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309063784195902562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VYhLjTGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9vtfHUd6Wao/s320/n691075492_1964971_3494438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; Can i just tell you how much, I love the Sr. Girls from the Woodlands. I was fortunate to do a DNOW this past weekend! I was so pumped and excited to go. I am so joyful and at such a peace in my relationship with the Lord, I wanted to help lead these girls, when I know they are all going through a strange time in their life. I can remember the semester before college and being so freaked out! Those girls blessed me more than they will ever know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why is it when we go to pour into people, God pours 10x more into us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SR GIRLS WERE BLUE!!  CHECK OUT MY ZEBRA~ fierce i know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309063788119002514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 239px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VYvy5DZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/utc03o1TRGA/s320/n708135536_5953250_3193152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Becca, Monica, Emma and Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309063789956397154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VY2o9eGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wxoI0vC2DgE/s320/n691075492_1965009_5308302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have I told you how much I love them?  So cute girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309063788732378482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VYyFIbXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LtZS7AMxn48/s320/n691075492_1964974_3020777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After Edmund was the band for the weekend! They did such a great job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309064361364874674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2V6HTW5bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IFZKY_y6uJg/s320/n826598834_2201908_4753549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Again I cannot even explain this joy that I have! I have difficult things going on in my life, but for once I have fallen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FULLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; into the arms of Christ! I have no doubt that my feet are planted ready for the trials of life. One of my favorite verses about trials is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;James 1:2-4 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Consider it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PURE JOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Corinthians right now and 2 Cor. 4:7 says “But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all surpassing power is from God not from us.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-8788268975762061542?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/8788268975762061542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=8788268975762061542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/8788268975762061542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/8788268975762061542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/03/moon-and-stars-declare-who-you-are.html' title='&quot;...the moon and the stars declare who You are..&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/Sa2VYhLjTGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9vtfHUd6Wao/s72-c/n691075492_1964971_3494438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7206323516128607520</id><published>2009-02-25T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:12:28.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Psalm 37:4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Delight in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. Psalms 37:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWmttqDnzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WD-w60SIGy0/s1600-h/sleeping+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831040206315314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWmttqDnzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WD-w60SIGy0/s320/sleeping+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Let me first start off by saying HOW AMAZING IS OUR MAKER? Every day is so new and exciting. I love being here in College Station. I have learned so much about myself, life, and more importantly about my Daddy in Heaven. Right now I am going through things that are really making me fall solely at His feet alone, and not look to the comfort of others. It is so scary but peaceful at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well, the time has come for me to take my nursing exam! I must say I had a few breakdowns while I was studying, but for the most part I am just taking it with the knowledge that it is not in my control. I will be taking it this coming Tuesday!!! Pray that my nerves are calmed and that I am able to recall the information!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Aside from studying my roommate and I decided that a camping trip was a definite need at this time! We went to Lake Somerville and had a BLAST! We fished with bacon=), went on little hikes, and just enjoyed our friendships! I am so lucky to have wonderful brother and sisters in Christ to have fun with. Here are a few pics of our trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We put the tents up at 9:30 that night! Cory and Abel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306829741637989682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWliIHPdTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oF5lY7HEnmI/s320/n1517430099_30032242_9613.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The SHaK: Sarah, Hannah and Kelsey. We dominated at Battle of the Sexes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306829739588532258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWliAenOCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3RDXwPvRQAw/s320/ksh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Texas snowman, WILSON! Look at the beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306829747165133618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWlictA-zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oiHdn-ZZANc/s320/n1517430099_30032292_4165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Our camp site right on the water~ site 124!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306829743963931746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWliQxyhGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oLKK8FS0aQw/s320/n1517430099_30032271_7375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I love my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306829747732704850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWlie0VblI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HjtLq_zWU6w/s320/n1517430099_30032266_5913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The "Man Chant" MEN MEN MEN.... boys will be boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831038726883506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWmtoJVSLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/07J7rz4NBQ8/s320/n1517430099_30032318_2328.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" align="center"&gt;Ashlea, Cameron and Kayla came out Friday night!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831385042924770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWnByRgtOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wX0Zhynzilw/s320/n1517430099_30032313_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;You cant look at this and tell me there is no God! The stars were 10000x more amazing than these! There were a ton! We layed out and watched them for hours at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306833970446285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWpYRptOpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2gTKcr9UMgE/s320/n1517430099_30032311_9992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-7206323516128607520?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7206323516128607520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7206323516128607520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7206323516128607520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7206323516128607520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/02/psalm-374.html' title='Psalm 37:4'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SaWmttqDnzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WD-w60SIGy0/s72-c/sleeping+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2068220269427646696</id><published>2009-01-24T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:13:07.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>I like school??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I can hardly believe it! I am actually enjoying this semester of school. (YES THAT DID JUST COME OUT Of MY MOUTH=)) I am not sure if it is my 3 hour pottery class on Mondays and Wednesdays or what, but it sure is a great way to pass the semester by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Christmas break was so much fun. I was a lot of fun to be with my family for so long. I may have even over stayed my welcome for a little bit too long, but it is just because family is something I cherish so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Back to my awesome semester of school. I was absolutely dreading going back! My first day back was my Tuesday and Thursday class day. I have technical writing and medical terminology. For once in my lifetime I felt smart in a class. I knew most of the stuff my medical terminology teacher was saying!! It made me feel so good about my self, and those days of working in the hospital really did pay off. My Wednesday class was amazing! It was Ceramics! All we do is make stuff and paint it!! HOW AWESOME IS THAT! I think everyone in my class thought I was nuts when I kept saying "Can you believe this is a college class? This is so awesome." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;God is really answering so many of my questions, doubts and fears. I always find going back to school leaves me feeling empty and alone. It seems there are so many people, but no one who truly understands how I feel. God is making me depend solely on Him and His guidence and wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 Peter 4:11 says If anyone speaks, he should do it as one speaking the very words of God. If anyone serves, he should do it with the strength God provides, so that IN ALL THINGS GOD MAY BE PRAISED THROUGH CHRIST JESUS. To Him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. Amen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I am trying to lean only on Him, and not people around me. I want everything that I do and speak to be pleasing and edifying to my Father above. I am so thankful that He has given me this semester to enjoy the actual school part of college. I am so thankful and cannot tell you how much this is going to make my semester so much better! He has given me the opportunity to enjoy the moment that I am in, as well as cherish everything around me that He has created. My eyes are opening to see His beauties all around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well, here goes to an amazing semester of school!!! lol (Wow this is a new concept for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;(its really late.. excuse any gramatical errors.. thats what tech. writing is for... I am not supposed to be good until the class is over=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2068220269427646696?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2068220269427646696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2068220269427646696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2068220269427646696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2068220269427646696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-like-school.html' title='I like school??'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7574349831159391226</id><published>2009-01-22T05:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:13:47.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>The most precious little girl singing the Lords Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR4PQ30VkBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR4PQ30VkBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;Thought this was too cute not to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-7574349831159391226?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7574349831159391226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7574349831159391226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7574349831159391226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7574349831159391226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2009/01/most-precious-little-girl-singing-lords.html' title='The most precious little girl singing the Lords Prayer'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1991327540744726275</id><published>2008-12-01T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:33:25.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of jail free card</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I tried to sit down last night and write some of the things that have been going on in my life, adventures if you will, but nothing came to mind. Today I was in psychology, a class that I have struggled to understand simply because a lot of the therapies and such are not Bible but self based. We were talking about stress and how to identify and cope with the stress we face. My prof asked the class “Who has more stress? Single, Married, or divorced people?” Easily enough most of us answered correct with people who are divorced, some said married. Then she moved on to who was next, now this is where it clicked that we as a society are so messed up with our view of marriage. Everyone in the class said that there was more stress on the married people than single. Now I know everyone does not think that marriage is bad, obviously, people get married all the time, but it really concerned me that all these people would say that being married was at the top of the list. In my opinion today’s society has made it where divorce is such an easy “get out of jail free card”. For some reason I couldn’t stop thinking about it today. I am apparently not married, but I cannot wait to be walked down the aisle by my daddy and be given away to some man of God. A man that God has spent years upon years preparing my heart for, and his for me. The act of marriage is so beautiful and shouldn’t be taken lightly. I am not one to plan out my wedding in advance, I mean I can’t wait, but I don’t know the colors and I have no clue what I want my dress to look like. I think I’m waiting to have that excitement when the time comes, but I absolutely think and pray for the man that God has for me. When I say I do, it will be FOREVER. (sorry future husband…. You can’t get rid of me) I know that there will be tough times , my parents can tell you that about me, but I know that if we have our eyes fixed on the One above, nothing can break us apart. Well that is my view on the case… now I guess he just needs to find me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1991327540744726275?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1991327540744726275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1991327540744726275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1991327540744726275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1991327540744726275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/12/get-out-of-jail-free-card.html' title='Get out of jail free card'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7140757472297671023</id><published>2008-11-14T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:24:54.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Belton and Friends here I come=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I am so excited today!!! I am leaving for a grand weekend in Belton! I miss UMHB well my friends there oh so much! I am looking forward to seeing old faces that I miss so much! I am going because a few of my friends are in the Miss UMHB pagent, so naturally I feel the need to take my loud mouth and cheer for them! Last time I was in Belton Paige, Brit, Kelsey and myself deceided to wrap Nathan's (paiges bf) room with post-it notes! We tend to create mischief where ever we go which is something I love about us! These girls are so amazing and hold me accountable. I am so fortunate to have such AWESOME women of God as my best friends! We all have the same ideas and ARE OH SO IN LOVE WITH THE LORD=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I also got to write a letter to president elect Obama this week for government! It was an essay/letter that we will actually be sending to the white house! I am sure he will never see it but if he does.... I would be happy! Oh... side note.. I am watching the news right now and the anchor said Obama I mean Osama Bin Laden! HaHa well they kinda are one in the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well, I better get packed for Belton! HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Here are some pics from my last visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268572757758976722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27AlOGItI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0fxqgQJrZnw/s320/n507166029_791756_1375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268573180562542786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27ZMSUkMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uO-_1qYP3rQ/s320/n507166029_791759_2297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268573185774434914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27Zfs7umI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dkzAQu0Rq08/s320/n507166029_791760_2600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268573184819953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27ZcJXf1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/cT1ofejj7Qo/s320/n507166029_791761_2909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268573186804004674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27ZjiZt0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yb2NnNJ9Wjs/s320/n507166029_791765_4190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268573188659094130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27ZqcsInI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ziXxNxV_Ac0/s320/n507166029_791764_3855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-7140757472297671023?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7140757472297671023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7140757472297671023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7140757472297671023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7140757472297671023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/11/belton-and-friends-here-i-come.html' title='Belton and Friends here I come=)'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/SR27AlOGItI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0fxqgQJrZnw/s72-c/n507166029_791756_1375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-6893566715048074791</id><published>2008-10-27T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:25:17.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well, needless to say I have been baking up a storm. Just about everyday I come home from school with the urge to bake something, I guess as a stress reliever. My mom's friend gave her the recipe, and I don't think she will mind me sharing it. IT IS SOOO YUMMY! I have made about 4 in the past week! (gave them all away in case you were worried=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumpkin Bars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;4 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 ⅔ c. Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 c. Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 16 oz can Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;2 cups Flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;2 tsp. Baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;2 tsp. Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 tsp. Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 tsp. Baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;In mixing bowl, beat together egg, sugar, oil and pumpkin until light and fluffy. In a separate bowl, stir together flour, baking powder, cinnamon, salt, and soda. Add to the pumpkin mixture and mix thoroughly. Spread batter in an ungreased 15x10 pan. Bake at 350° for 25-30 minutes. Cool. Frost with Cream Cheese Icing. Cut into bars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cream Cheese Icing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 3 oz. Package of cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;½ c. butter or margarine, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;1 tsp. Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;2 c. powdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Cream together cheese and butter, stir in vanilla and powdered sugar a little at a time, beating until smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Personally, I keep in the in the refrigerator. They are much better cold.&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/1101476886196510427-6893566715048074791?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/6893566715048074791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=6893566715048074791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6893566715048074791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/6893566715048074791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-bars.html' title='Pumpkin Bars'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1638823116075866543</id><published>2008-10-13T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:25:36.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>CANCER STINKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I know it is wrong to ask why. God has a divine and perfect plan for everthing that we endure, yet my sinful nature creeps up on me and I begin to question. Sinjin Andrukates is a boy who I met at Scott and White this past year. He reminded me so much of myself, goofy, loved disney, and loved life. By sinjin's additute alone, you would never know that he has cancer. He is such an amazing boy and even though I only knew him for a little bit, he has greatly impacted my life. Sinjin is going through a hard time right now. Please pray for him as well as his mother Lorna, and family. He has such a sweet heart. My heart aches to know that he is suffering right now. I have had to read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 12:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so many times this week, it says: Be glad for all God is planning for you. be PATIENT in trouble and &lt;strong&gt;always prayerful&lt;/strong&gt;. Pray that God will do His will in this situation. (we know He will) Pray for me that I continue to &lt;em&gt;TRUS&lt;/em&gt;T Him in this. You can read his story at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/sinjinandrukates" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/sinjinandrukates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I also found out one of my co-workers at Scott and White found out she has a brain tumor. Please keep Shellie in your prayers. Also, just children in general who are fighting this awful thing we call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;CANCER! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;Here are some cites of kiddos i know. Please pray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/delaneyholland" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/delaneyholland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/gunnergillespie"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;www.caringbridge.org/visit/gunnergillespie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/tatumcrowell"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;www.caringbridge.org/visit/tatumcrowell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR8rlTIU8_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR8rlTIU8_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1638823116075866543?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1638823116075866543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1638823116075866543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1638823116075866543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1638823116075866543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/10/cancer-stinks.html' title='CANCER STINKS!'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-744866189473489096</id><published>2008-10-07T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:26:43.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Intimacy with Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well, to say the least life as I once knew it has completely changed. I am now living in a very familiar city, with unfamiliar surroundings. I find myself day to day seeking guidance in the Lord, for my future plans. I have called my parents probably one too many times bawling, because I don’t have a clue what I want to do in life. (Besides be a mom) Amidst all of this confusion God smacked me across the face and said “just follow me, it is that easy”. So, I have put my “I hate school and everything it entails” attitude aside and decided to give it all to Him. After all he as it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I have decided to start going through various books of the Bible, for my devo’s. I wanted to look at women in the Bible, and see what God was stirring up in their lives. I started my journey in Ruth, and I was blown away! Growing up in a wonderfully Godly family, I feel like I know the stories, sometimes a little too well. I went though this book slowly and found the new meaning of intimacy with Christ. Ruth is a small book, but it is jammed packed with so many elements of Gods unconditional love for us. Ruth is so connected with Naomi and even though she has no reason to stay with her, just pure loved caused her to stay by Naomi’s side. How amazing is that? She had such a love for her that she was going to stay with her no matter what. My favorite verse in Ruth is Ruth 1:16-17 “…16Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely if anything but death separates you and me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I am involved in Aggie Sisters for Christ (ASC) this year and God has used these girls to lead, encourage, and hold me accountable more that I could ever have expected this year. Our worship leader played this song, it took me back to Christ’s love for us. And how we should be o so ever connected with Him. He created us, and we should take the time to have intimate conversations and just be real with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHgRamHE8HU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHgRamHE8HU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;My favorite part is “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Lay back against you and breath, feel your heart beat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;, this love is so deep its more than I can stand I melt in your peace, its overwhelming.” Just the act of physically leaning on Him and feeling His heart beating. I want to be so connected with my Savior it really is an overwhelming feeling. I am so blessed and humbled that He could want that type of relationship with me. I am so honored to be called His Child.&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/1101476886196510427-744866189473489096?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/744866189473489096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=744866189473489096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/744866189473489096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/744866189473489096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/10/intimacy-with-christ.html' title='Intimacy with Christ'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7396999232877651038</id><published>2008-08-31T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:38:46.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the calm after the storm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well.. sorry about that wierd post. Things are pretty level here. I figured out that I have a virus on my computer and our router is bad. I have calmed down and things are going back to "normal", well my normal. I have figured out one of the reason that God called me to College Station. This summer was amazing and I was on such a high and on fire for the Lord like no other. It was so amazing! I found a peace with everything and even thought the end of my summer was turned upside down, I knew God was going to do something amazing. I moved here and my faith has been tested almost everyday. Finding friends who believe what I believe and people who have the same morals as me is so much harder than I thought. I think God moved me here to say "Yes, Sarah, you would be on fire at UMHB and have a wonderful year and follow me completely; but I wanna push you and test you and show you how much I love you more than ever." It would have been easy to go to the christian school and keep my same AWESOME Godly friends, but here I really have to work at it. Teachers are not reminding you to stay in the word. There is no New Testament class and chapel every Wednesday. I will say I have struggled a little bit, but am finding when I call on Him, He picks me up and removes me from any bad situation. I am falling so much more in love with the Word, and Him. I really hope this year brings growth, maturity, and just a better understanding of my Father in heaven. I want to surrender everything that I have and give it all to Him!!! Whatever the outcome, I am fully His!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, needless to say it's been an adventure so far! Classes are harder than I thought, but I have awesome profs. My job is awesome! It has been so much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please continue to pray for me in guidance with a church. Also for my little babies in Colombia!! I miss them dearly!!! And also for my strength to stand up to the many temptations of this world and hold tightly to His promise and His will for my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEK EVERYONE!!!!&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/1101476886196510427-7396999232877651038?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7396999232877651038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7396999232877651038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7396999232877651038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7396999232877651038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/08/calm-after-storm.html' title='the calm after the storm...'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2161605189366946260</id><published>2008-08-29T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:39:16.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I touch breaks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well it has been a while since I have written. I am here in CS and enjoying it!! I must say the say I am not the person who everything I touch turns to gold, more like everything I touch turns off, cant use, or have a bug. Kelsey and I have been having the worse luck with technology!! Our computers and internet just hate us in my opinion. I also have a bug on my computer and since this week is labor day they are not open this one saturday... Naturally... Just my luck! Another fun instance was that we went to sonic to get ice and they were like "We dont have ice.... EVERY other location but this Sonic has ice." We just laughed and pulled out. Kelsey lost her cell phone. God is really testing me or something!! I feel like we cant catch a break. Well now that I have said all the really bad things about CS, on to the GOOD!! I am really liking it here. The people are so nice. I feel like making friends is not going to be as hard as I thought. We tried Central Baptist and I enjoyed it a lot. The preacher was amazing!!!! The music was not my favorite, but to me its about being fed not listening to good music. I can worship to good music in my car if need be. We also went to breakaway. It was amazing!! the battery is about to die on this computer so ill finish later!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2161605189366946260?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2161605189366946260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2161605189366946260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2161605189366946260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2161605189366946260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/08/everything-i-touch-breaks.html' title='Everything I touch breaks....'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-3186142135056701122</id><published>2008-08-20T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:40:11.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So life has been crazy! I am now in College Station~YAY!!! I have my address if anyone needs it. If you want it you can email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="mailto:skfathauer@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;skfathauer@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; My apt. is painted and Kelsey and I love it! I wont have internet for about a week, so that kinda stinks but We are bumming it off of friends until it is wired up for us! Well just letting everyone know!! Have a great day!! Pray for my first day of school.... and new friends=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-3186142135056701122?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/3186142135056701122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=3186142135056701122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3186142135056701122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/3186142135056701122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-here.html' title='im here...'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4821813385684828225</id><published>2008-08-05T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:46:35.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Praise Him in the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope everyone's summer is ending well. With me moving to College Station, it was Inevitable that I was going to have to quit my job at Scott and White Hospital. I must say my job was one reason I did not want to leave Belton. I had the most amazing job at S&amp;amp;W being a Child Life Assistant. It has even made me want to be a CL Specialist. It is the Psychological side of the kids stay. The specialist does medical play to help the kiddo better understand the procedure about to be done, as well as many other things. As an assistant, I was in charge of the totally awesome playroom, making signs, and bringing any toy, coloring book, or puzzle imaginable! Talk about the best job ever, playing with kids all day long. For those of you who know me this is basically my dream job! I must say all the specialists as well as assistants talk about how wonderful, but sometimes emotionally draining it can be. We get attached to these kiddos who are sick, and whether their illness brings them there for one day or months at a time, it is always hard to say goodbye. I became very attached to a lot of the cancer patients who were in all the time. They all are such wonderful kids and have such a positive outlook on life, even though they are very sick! Well, to make my long story shorter… Two kiddos that I have had the privilege to getting to know have had their cancer relapse. I was devastated today when I found out. One of the girls name is Amber. She is a sweet young girl, who is thirteen. I fell in love with her and her family! Her mom is so amazing and I am so sad that I will not be able to see them when they come to S&amp;amp;W. About a month ago it was her last chemo. We all were so excited that she was through and was going to go back to “normal” life. We were all going to miss her, but were sooooo happy for her! She has been fighting this awful disease cancer since September. Any who, I found out today that the stupid cancer is back! It brings tears to my eyes to know that the battle that she thought was over has started all over again. I wish I could put my arms around this family right now and give them huge hugs. I only hope that I showed them in my short time of getting to know them the love the Christ gives us. I hope I have touched them in some way! I can’t help but think “Why them?” They are such a wonderful family! But then God whispers Jer. 29:11 in my ear. “ For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All in all… I wrote this whole long thing just to say please pray for Amber and the other little girl who was readmitted. I do not know her family that well so I do not was in impose on their privacy, so I do not want to share her name. But please pray!! Also for Sinjin. He is an awesome boy who had a bone marrow transplant! Please pray for full recovery. You can visit his site at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.caringbridge.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;www.caringbridge.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; type in sinjinandrukates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-4821813385684828225?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4821813385684828225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4821813385684828225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4821813385684828225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4821813385684828225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/08/learning-to-praise-him-in-storm.html' title='Learning to Praise Him in the Storm'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2932832078303770755</id><published>2008-07-22T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:45:42.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ruin my Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, life for me has been so fast lately! I have been running back and forth from Lorena to Belton, to Temple, to Brenham and back! With gas prices the way they are this is not a good thing on my bank account=) Thankfully, I have been teaching swimming lessons to 5 kiddos while I am in Brenham. I have actually been learning a lot about myself and the Lord, through it. I have been learning more about trust in teaching swimming lessons. The same way these little kiddos have to trust that I will not let them drowned, we as Christians have to put all our trust in the Lord. When I make one swim out to me they are so scared but they know I am there to help them if they need it. The Lord does this with us everyday. He allows us to make choices and gives us the freedom to "swim to the side" on our own, but He is always there ready to pick us up if we start to lose sight of our goal. And when my little ones do a great job, they get their piece of candy. The same way we are rewarded and blessed when we are doing Christ's will for our lives. Well thats my simple analogy for the day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;This Jeff Johnson song has been so wonderful for me to listen to everyday. My friend Paige reminded me of it and it has helped me with my whole moving around schools. It's saying "Ruin my life, the plans that I have made." God stripped everything that I thought I had planned, and in making me only lean on Him, He gave me a wonderful, exciting, and new upcoming experience. I am very excited and know that in following His direction for my life, I am going to be oh so very blessed! I am moving to College Station on August 15th! Kelsey and I have an apartment and are very excited about decorating and living together! I am currently looking for a job in College Station, so if any of you know anything that would be great! Also, I looove babysitting, so if you know anyone with children in College Station feel free to give them my number or e-mail me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="mailto:skfathauer@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;skfathauer@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Jeff Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ruin Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Woe to me I am unclean A sinner found in Your presence I see you seated on Your throne Exalted,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Your Glory surrounds You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Now the plans that I have made Fail to compare when I see your glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ruin my life the plans I have madeRuin desires for my own selfish gain Destroy the idols that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;have taken Your place'Till its You alone I live for, You alone I live for.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(repeat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty Holy is the Lord! Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty Holy is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lord!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_ForeColor" title="Text Color" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);SelectColor(this,'ForeColor');ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Text Color" class="gl_color_fg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2932832078303770755?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2932832078303770755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2932832078303770755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2932832078303770755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2932832078303770755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/07/ruin-my-life.html' title='&quot;Ruin my Life&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-4115018882439365836</id><published>2008-07-18T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:47:11.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Station bound =0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok! Its official! I am moving to COLLEGE STATION!! I found out yesterday that my best friend Kelsey needed a roomate, and I have been looking into going to CS, so I feel God calling me to move there! It seems that all the doors are opening in that direction! I am going to attend Blinn College and figure out what career path I will follow. I am debating on nursing at Blinn, Education 4-8th, or Psycology to be a Child Life Specialist. Please continue to pray for Gods direction in whatever way He leads me. Also pray for my ears that I hear Him clearly and follow what He has for me=) I am very excited and scared about this new change and I will miss UMHB and the wonderful friends that I have made very much! Who knows I may end up there after Blinn! I will also be taking Cake decorating at Hobby Lobby in CS! Just so you know! I am super stoked about that! I have just quit my amazing job at Scott and White hospital in Temple, and am going to miss my sweet babies there! I am looking for a job in CS, so please pray I find something! And if you know people who need babysitters in CS give them my name and number=)) Thanks for your prayers! I will post my new address etc when I get it=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-4115018882439365836?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/4115018882439365836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=4115018882439365836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4115018882439365836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/4115018882439365836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/07/college-station-bound-0.html' title='College Station bound =0'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-7254785428221928803</id><published>2008-07-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:47:55.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So... I am pretty sure I have figured out what I am going to do. Im not quite ready to share it just because of work and other related things.... But I am praising God because I feel at peace about my decision. Please continue to pray for me in the journey ahead! I am scared out of my mind! I mainly came on here to ask prayer for all my kiddos at work! I work right now at Scott and White Hospital and I just wanted to pray for healing in all my precious kiddos! Especially Sinjin! He is in Dallas right now with a bone marrow transplant and is doing pretty well! Just pray for healing and for his mom right now! They are going through a lot of stress! His caringbridge page is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.caringbridge.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; then type sinjinandrukates in the blank! Please give blood whenever you can and if you are called be put on the mone marrow transplant list! Who knows you could save someones life! After all Christ came and died a painful death on the cross, shouldnt we give a little bit of time and energy to help save a life? Ok done preaching=) Have a wonderful weekend everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-7254785428221928803?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/7254785428221928803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=7254785428221928803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7254785428221928803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/7254785428221928803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/07/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests....'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-1320263109401047004</id><published>2008-07-16T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:48:30.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So in the last few hours I went to having it all together, to totally scrambling in every aspect of my life. I was planning on going to UMHB and living with these two girls. We had not found a house but were searching for something. I have been on the phone with every appartment and every rental house for months now! Well, just as I thought I found something I began to realize the girls that I was planning on living with would not answer my call. I began to think something was up. I tried for three weeks to get ahold of one of my roomates. No answer. Getting more and more frusterated, the messages I began leaving would let her hear the tension and stress I was going through. People kept saying find someone else. There is no one else. All my friends have roomates and have had roomates since the beginning of the summer. Well needless to say they found a two bedroom house and had rented it. I must say I was very sad, angry, and mad in the beginning! But I soon realized maybe God's plan for me does not inclue UMHB. I have been praying asking God to show me where he wants me to be. Its very difficult since school starts in about four weeks. As of right now I have no clue where I will be going or what I will be doing! I feel like every plan, and everything I planned fell apart. Maybe that was the problem. I planned it. Last night I was very dissapointed as I read my devo. But God being the funny man He is, led me to the perfect passages. My devo was on Job. If you are not familiar with the story, Job had everything his land, livestock and family taken away from him and yet in the end he praised God. Wow! Talk about God directly speaking to me. God was wanting me to worship Him in the time, and instead I am feeling sorry for myself. God is taking me out of a situation He doesnt want me to be in and moving me. I should be so thankful!! And who knows his could be fun, starting over. I will do whatever His will is for me!! So... who knows where He will take me. I am having to surrender all that I have and go everyday just searching to get closer to Him, and let Him move me where I need to go! I am scared out of my mind, but I know if I keep my eyes on Him, the path He leads me will perfect!! I am praising His beautiful name in everything that happens!!!! Im ready for this wonderful adventure!! Well here goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-1320263109401047004?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/1320263109401047004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=1320263109401047004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1320263109401047004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/1320263109401047004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-to-do-next.html' title='What to do next?'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1101476886196510427.post-2129311742352162962</id><published>2008-07-08T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:26:19.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trips'/><title type='text'>Colombia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Well I am home from Colombia! It was an adventure to say the least! I am sorry I did not start this blog while I was in Colombia, but figured it was an easy way for people to keep track of me and any more adventure that I may encounter!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Day 1 Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We left on Sunday June 21, 2008 for Colombia around 1:00. I was scared out of my mind. I must say we had a wonderful team who kept me feeling safe and very welcome. We arrived in Colombia around 8pm. As soon as we got off of the plane, It really set in that i was in a different country. It was so weird going through customs, and their airport was a lot smaller than the one in the u.s. We went out side and met up with our drivers, Patricia, her mother, and their friends. I felt very welcome into their country! We went to our hotel Zuetanna 93 for the night and got rested for the next day ahead of us. Sleeping was very difficult for me that night. I tossed and turned for hours and hours. I was so anxious for the day ahead. We ate a wonderful breakfast at the hotel and headed out around 8:30am for the Amparro. I was very eager and nervous to go to the boys orphanage. When we arrived everyone was so very nice! The boys gave us a tour of their orphanage and we ate some yummy bread that they had made themselves. Next, we all sat down and the team members shared with the boys our name and the reason for coming on the mission trip. I told them that I was there becuase the Lord had laid it on my heart to come, because I want to adopt in the future that it is my duty to start helping orphans as soon as I am able. I am not sure that I should have said this, because as soon as the group finished, i was swarmed with 7-17 year old boys asking me to take them home with me. I quickly said that I was way too young to adopt, but I would pray for them. They said since I was too young to adopt them, they would want to marry me. I quickly blushed up and said that I was too old to marry any of them. That turned the day into the boys getting a little too close and trying to be with me the whole time. I was very nervous all day. Thankfully the team I was with kept me close to them and kept me safe. We left the orphanage around 5:00pm and went to a Colombian food resteraunt. It was soooo yummy! Then we headed to Zuetanna for the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Day 2 Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We went to Alcosto in the morning to buy some stuff for the boys, and then headed out to amparro . The boys kept their distance better today! I felt very safe and felt that the Lord was easing some of my nervousness. I am so sad to leave the boys! I will miss them so dearly! Next we headed to lunch. We went to a "fast food" place, but was more like a very nice resteraunt that was a little quicker than the normal place. Then the board members met with some people that granted them permission to visit 5 (i think) other orphanages in Colombia!!! It was such a blessing! They said that we were welcome any time we wanted! Most of the time it is a little difficult for americans to visit orphanages! The Lord was at work!!! We went to Mount Monserate that afternoon! It was sooooo breathtaking! Standing on the top of the mountain I had no clue what I was in for the rest of the week! The Lord was preparing me for a dream that was about to come true. We went to a boys "half way" house that night instead of going to dinner. We quickly realized that they did not have food, refridgerator, or washing machine! We went back to Alcosto and bought them baskets full of stuff! It was all work of the most gracious Lord! The boys and house mother were so happy and grateful that we had come!! It was a very emotional night and one of the highlights of the trip! We told them, "The way we had fed your human hunger is the same way the Lord provides for your spiritual hunger." With the food we give you, you will hunger again, but with the Lord, you will never hunger again. It was so amazing and I think the boys really took to what we were saying!!! God is amazing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;Day 3 Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We went to the girl orphanage. The girls were soooo eager to show us around and just love on us and allow us to love on them. We just spent the day loving on them and sharing the Word of the Lord with them. They were soooo happy that we were there, and did not want us to leave that evening. We had to pry some of them out of the vans. It was a sad goodbye but happy knowing that we still had tres mas dias=) with them! We went over to the Ronderres(SP) house and ate dinner! It was so nice of them to allow us to come over. It was a wonderfully yummy meal! I even got to dance with Mr. Ronderres.=) They were so welcoming and just over all sweet people! I had a blast and I could tell that they were happy we were there loving on the girls!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Day 4 Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We went to Exito in the morning to buy stuff for the girls. Then around 10:30 we headed over to the girls orphanage! They were all sooo happy for us to come back! This is the day that changed my life forever! I had met a little girl namd Dee the day before. I just couldnt stop playing, laughing and just loving on her! She was such a sweet girl and I knew that she was going to leave a special imprint on my heart. I asked Antonio(Patricia's husband) what her story was. Her mother had died in November of 2007, and her father was "bad" in the community. It was explained to me later, that he was a gang member, and was an overall "bad" person. They did say that he was good to the girls and wanted them back but it still made me so sad for her. She also had a 13 year old sister named Olla. As soon as I met this precious little girl I knew that they were in my life for a reason. To love on them for just one week! The Lord had given me these girls to show them that even though they have it bad someone can still love and want to take care of them. It brings tears to my eyes just to think about these girls, and know that right now they are all alone in a world that is so cold! They have lost so much and my heart aches for them. They are unadoptable, beacuse of their father, but I pray every day for them! I want them to know more than anything that I love them more than the world!! But more importantly that the Lord loves them and is going to take care of them no matter what happens! I do not know what it feels like to be a mom, but the way i worry, care and love these girls, it is the closest thing to feeling like a mother, that I have encountered thus far. I will always love and care for you dee and olla!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Day 5 Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We went to a boys orphanage that was very nice early this morning! The girls were not expecting us until 1:00. Their house was very nice and they were all so excited that we came and visited! We bought braceletts that they had made themselves! It was very cool to watch them at work. We were all so eager to see the girls but we had to stop by the store and grab hot dog stuff for that evening! We rushed through and bought all we needed except the ice cream. ha ha that in itself is a funny story. We showed up around 12:30 and the faces on the girls everytime we pulled up was priceless! They would run up and give you the biggest hug you had ever had. We played and shared a Bible lesson with them. Our translators wife Dona felt the Lord telling her that she needed to speak this day! So she shared with the girls her testamony and it was heart wrenching! There was not a dry eye in the place. Her story was so close to many of the girls there you could tell that they could easily relate to what she was saying. This day for me, was very difficult knowing that I only had one more day with these beautiful girls! Every time I looked at one of them I wanted to cry. I fell in love with these girls, and knowing that I had to leave them behind and go back to my family, friends, and wonderful home made me feel so guilty! I had to keep in mind the reason I was there and focus on being a Light for these girls. That night we ate hot dogs, chips, and soda! The girls went crazy for them!!!! Colombian hot dogs are much larger than the ones here in the U.S. Dee (my little girl) ate three huge hot dogs, and a bag of chips. She kept going up there for more chips! She is so cute! I do not know where she put it all. They were all just about full when we told them that we were going to have ice cream as well! We bought 16 half gallons of ice cream from Crapes and Waffles! Talk about yummy!! We fed every girl and all fo he team members with three half gallons. We went through all sixteen half gallons, plus carmel, bananas, chocolate sauce, and condensed milk! Dee seriously ate at least one of the half gallons!! She kept saying "no mas, no mas." One girl told Nep "I just cant but it is so good, can i have some more carmel" I bet some of the girls were sick that night!! Talk about being hyped up on sugar!!! This was a sad goodbye, tomorrow would be our last day at Amparro de Ninas. We ate dinner yet again at Patricia and Antonio's house that night! Teresa and myself had a wonderful time! We laughed the entire time! It was so yummy and they were very sweet to invite us into their home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Day 6 Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I could not sleep last night! I was so eager to get back to the girls and spend as much time with them as i could!! We went to breakfast at Patricia and Antonio's again! It was soo good. Then we headed off for the girls!! I was already crying when I talked to Antonio at his house about Dee and Olla. I made him promise me if those girls ever became adoptable, that he would e-mail, or call me ASAP!!!!!! That means my wonderful parents would adopt them=))))) The girls were in the tv room watching music video's and i spotted my darling Dee!! She ran up to me and gave me the biggest bear hug ever!!! All the girls swarmed and I started bawling yet again! They just wanted love. It broke my heart that in just a few short days, i could fall in love with all these girls, and i knew that they felt the same! My passion for adoption grew so much this trip. If I could have adopted while I was there I would already have all ten of my children!! (maybe even more) The girls showed us their dormitory, they had one bed with a locker with practiclly nothing in it! That broke my heart and reminded me of the story my dad told when he returned from picking up my sister anna! He asked he director "What stuff of hers do I need to get?" She replied "She has nothing." Looking into these girls locker, I realized they had nothing! One pair of shoes, and stuff that we had given them! I feel so blessed to have everything I have! I cannot express how changed I am from this trip! We played with the girls and passed out candy all day long! They put together little skits and dances for us to watch!! It was soooo cute! They were so proud of what they knew. We suprised them with a Birthday party for everyone! We had cake and Barbies for each of the girls. They loved it! We danced for quite a while. Some of the older girls tried to teach me Salsa, lets just say I dont move that way! They laughed so much at my dancing!! Gosh I miss those girls!! It was finally time to leave and the moaning I heard will haunt me forever! Every girl there was crying! I knew I had to say goodbye to girls that I will remember forever!! Especially Dee and Olla! I held Dee until the moment I was in the van. Olga kept saying "Yo Quiero mucho mucho mucho" which means I love you much much much!! I cried so hard and I can honestly say letting go of those little girls, crying in the parking lot, was the hardest thing I have ever done!! I left a little piece of my heart with those two girls!!! I wil miss and pray for them everyday!! Every girl there has a special place in my heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Colombia changed my life forever! I know know the purpose of my life, to help orphans!! I hope that those girls know that I will love them forever! Even though I cannot adopt right now, I am praying and thinking of them everyday! God has blessed me so much and i am only so lucky to hopefully be able to help a few orphans out! James 1:27 "Pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our Lord... is to help orphans." God calls each and every believer to help those who cannot help themself. Even if its not adoption, prayer, financial support, something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sorry it is so long! There is so much I left out, but this is all I can think of right now!! Sorry for misspelling and gramatical errors=)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I love and miss you bigger than the world Dee and Olla, and all my other beautiful girls at the girls orphanage.!!! I will hopefully return very soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1101476886196510427-2129311742352162962?l=sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/feeds/2129311742352162962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1101476886196510427&amp;postID=2129311742352162962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2129311742352162962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1101476886196510427/posts/default/2129311742352162962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahkfathauer.blogspot.com/2008/07/bogota-columbia.html' title='Colombia'/><author><name>Sarah Crosby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363723839026947685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssJ0SHuv-mI/TVLNKDgI5WI/AAAAAAAABTQ/lzirOiLjUuI/s220/bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
