<?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-3589156546416569880</id><updated>2011-09-19T09:22:03.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Sisters</title><subtitle type='html'>Encouraging one another in love and unity</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Our growing family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1tj6Nram48/SkzLO23Ei-I/AAAAAAAATz0/GTlsjhS7QDM/S220/DSC_0276-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-6163566017211453777</id><published>2009-03-03T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:46:49.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforter</title><content type='html'>This is a really important one to me as my uncle (my dad's twin brother) changed his citizenship to Heaven on Friday.  While we rejoice that He is with the Lord, we are in need of earthly comfort.  How wonderful that we have our Comforter only a prayer away!!  Jesus comforts me in ways that only He can...I can't even describe them.  All I know is that He wraps me in His arms, breathes into my soul and holds me close.  And I am comforted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-6163566017211453777?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6163566017211453777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=6163566017211453777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/6163566017211453777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/6163566017211453777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/03/comforter.html' title='Comforter'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-5968391879801135768</id><published>2009-02-16T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:28:26.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redeemer</title><content type='html'>The dictionary defines &lt;u&gt;REDEEMER&lt;/u&gt; as "to buy back; to release from blame or debt".  Isn't that just what Jesus has done for us?  He has bought us back from a life of hopelessness and sin, a life that would end in despair and a life that would not be worth the living.  He has released us from all blame.  Imagine - He who was blameless bore it all; we who are full of blame have been released - redeemed!!  Jesus has canceled (redeemed) our debt - He has released us from certain death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to wrap my mind around that concept.  One who was pure, blameless, and perfect took it upon Himself to redeem us...can you fathom the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Redeemed how I love to proclaim it, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb" - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-5968391879801135768?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5968391879801135768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=5968391879801135768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5968391879801135768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5968391879801135768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/02/redeemer.html' title='Redeemer'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-3620302345943462585</id><published>2009-02-04T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:58:07.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Other Name But The Name of Jesus</title><content type='html'>This year I want to try something.  I want to name all the things Jesus is to me and I think it just might take a year.   First of all, Jesus is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAVIOR! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  He wraps His righteous robe around my wretched, sinful, dirty body...so that when God looks at me, He does not see the vile soul that I am; all He sees is Jesus' righteous, glorious robe that is covering me.  He saved me!  He saved me from a life of aimless wandering, saved me worthless living, saved me from eternal death.  Oh, what a Savior! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-3620302345943462585?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3620302345943462585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=3620302345943462585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3620302345943462585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3620302345943462585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-other-name-but-name-of-jesus.html' title='No Other Name But The Name of Jesus'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-5469446536981008153</id><published>2009-01-21T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:19:40.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>America, The Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I watched or listened to the inaguration of our president throughout the day. And, while I don't agree with many things our new president stands for, I came away impressed with a new sense of pride in our country. We are among the very few nations in this world who transfer power peacefully, gracefully and beautifully. I went to bed last night with a deeper feeling of thankfulness that I am an American...battered and bruised as she is...and that we have a freedom that very few nations enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got teary-eyed when Aretha Franklin sang "My Country Tis Of Thee" so soulfully and chills when the band was playing.  I felt appreciation for our country's leaders, gratitude for the foundations we are built on and love for our nation's wealth of spirit.  I am a PATRIOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hand over heart - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-5469446536981008153?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5469446536981008153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=5469446536981008153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5469446536981008153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5469446536981008153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/01/america-beautiful.html' title='America, The Beautiful'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-7278231602897331807</id><published>2009-01-17T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:12:03.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Air We Breathe</title><content type='html'>How much we take for granted.  The sun that suns, the rain that falls, the air we breathe.  This week I am going to make a conscience effort to appreciate the simple things in life, the things we take so much for granted, the things, that without, we could not live.  For once, I'm going to focus on standing in the sun, listening to the rain, breathing in the air.  I will not complain that the sun's too hot, the rain's too wet, or the air is too heavy.  The week will not go by without me being thankful for small pleasures.  I will embrace the sun, dance in the rain and take deep gulps of air.  Embrace, dance and breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-7278231602897331807?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7278231602897331807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=7278231602897331807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7278231602897331807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7278231602897331807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/01/air-we-breathe.html' title='The Air We Breathe'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-8867279117397036480</id><published>2009-01-08T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:29:29.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework for this week!</title><content type='html'>Okay.  Here's the challenge...this week, I want everyone who reads this to send an email, make a phone call, write a letter or personally speak to someone who needs a word of encouragement!  I just sent an appreciative email to someone about something they did and, unbeknown to me, it was the exact thing they needed at the moment!!  We never know what God's prompting will lead to - in this case, it was a word of encouragement that was badly needed.  Who is in your life that needs encouraging?  Who has God laid on your heart this week?  I encourage all of you to take the challenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With encouragement - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-8867279117397036480?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8867279117397036480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=8867279117397036480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8867279117397036480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8867279117397036480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2009/01/homework-for-this-week.html' title='Homework for this week!'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-3943863568470875736</id><published>2008-12-10T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:24:16.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satan is Alive, Well AND Kicking...</title><content type='html'>...as was evidenced to me yesterday! The Bible Study I attend on Tuesday's is a BIG commitment, both in time and energy, and I was very excited when a friend of mine joined last week. She attended the "new members" lecture and was also told that it was a commitment. Yesterday, before our study started, my friend said to me: "The strangest thing happened this morning. My boss, who has NEVER asked me to change ANYTHING before, asked me to be at work this morning (Bible Study day). I told him that I couldn't as I already had a commitment; he asked me again to PLEASE change my mind, but I told him that I couldn't." She was very puzzled as to why this had happened and I told her that "Satan is starting a war with you as he doesn't want you to attend this study." I told her that she is winning this war as she stuck with her commitment to Bible Study and encouraged her to keep at it! She was amazed that Satan would try this tactic and resovled to keep coming to Bible Study - praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good reminder to me that Satan is indeed alive and well, and these days, he is busy kicking - trying to get his foot in the door of our lives...trying to upsurp God's number one position in our hearts. Are we letting him win the battle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at war with spending time in prayer with God. I have an established time that I spend in prayer, but it doesn't always work out the way I want it to. "Things" tend to get in the way, "things" happen that take my mind away from God and my time with Him, "things" intrude in ways I don't want them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you at war with Satan with? Am I alone in this area?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to always win the war but not always succeeding - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-3943863568470875736?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3943863568470875736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=3943863568470875736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3943863568470875736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3943863568470875736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/12/satan-in-alive-well-and-kicking.html' title='Satan is Alive, Well AND Kicking...'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-2043059626854594989</id><published>2008-12-03T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:40:27.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Psalms</title><content type='html'>Earlier this year when Ken encouraged us to read through the Bible, I took his advice  and picked up a daily Bible reading schedule and got started.  I was a few weeks behind, so when I started I read a couple of times a day so I could catch up.  I was enjoying it so much, that I stayed ahead the whole year.  I finished at the end of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished, I was trying to decide what to read the rest of the year.  I had been so blessed by my new habit, I wanted to continue.  At one of my bible studies, one women was talking about reading through the Psalms in 30 days.  I thought that would be just about right to get me through the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works.  The first day you read chapters 1, 31, 61, 91, 121.  The second day you read 2, 32, 62, 92, 122.  Etc.   It is kind of neat how even though you are skipping around, it all falls in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It amazes me so much how God speaks to me through his word&lt;/span&gt;.  This morning, I was reading Psalm 37, which I have read before, but it was just so meaningful to me, I read that chapter about four or five times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't ever read through the bible, or aren't yet committed to reading every day, I would encourage you to start with the Psalms.  It really only takes about 10 minutes and it's a wonderful way to start your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-14452" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;  Do not fret because of evil men&lt;br /&gt;       or be envious of those who do wrong; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14453" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; for like the grass they will soon wither,&lt;br /&gt;       like green plants they will soon die away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14454" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Trust in the LORD and do good;&lt;br /&gt;       dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14455" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Delight yourself in the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       and he will give you the desires of your heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14456" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Commit your way to the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;       trust in him and he will do this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14457" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;       the justice of your cause like the noonday sun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14458" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him;&lt;br /&gt;       do not fret when men succeed in their ways,&lt;br /&gt;       when they carry out their wicked schemes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14459" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; Refrain from anger and turn from wrath;&lt;br /&gt;       do not fret—it leads only to evil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14460" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; For evil men will be cut off,&lt;br /&gt;       but those who hope in the LORD will inherit the land. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14461" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; A little while, and the wicked will be no more;&lt;br /&gt;       though you look for them, they will not be found. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14462" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; But the meek will inherit the land&lt;br /&gt;       and enjoy great peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14463" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; The wicked plot against the righteous&lt;br /&gt;       and gnash their teeth at them; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14464" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; but the Lord laughs at the wicked,&lt;br /&gt;       for he knows their day is coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chapter continues through verse 40.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;  I love verses 23 and 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-2043059626854594989?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2043059626854594989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=2043059626854594989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/2043059626854594989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/2043059626854594989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/12/psalms.html' title='The Psalms'/><author><name>Hope</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-1522780629282853675</id><published>2008-11-12T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:35:28.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of waiting.  I am waiting for results from a pap I had, waiting for results from a mammagram I had this morning, and most important, waiting to hear about my mom's radiation treatments that begin this afternoon.  It seems that lately, a big portion of my life has been "waiting to hear" and I am, quite frankly, tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bible Study last week, our leader said that faith and fear cannot live together.  I confess to you, my dear soul sisters, that my fear has been stronger than my faith.  So what can I do to turn this around?  One thing that I'm committing to doing is that everytime my gut clenches with that little tinge I know as fear is to repeat to myself that my faith IS stronger than my fear.  And when I get that anxiety that makes my heart rush a little faster, I will shoot off a bullet prayer to God asking Him to give me peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm up in the air on Friday and feel a bit of panic, I will picture myself sitting on God's lap with His hand on mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all do to combat the "waiting game"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiredoffearanddeterminednottoletitoverpowerme - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-1522780629282853675?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1522780629282853675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=1522780629282853675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1522780629282853675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1522780629282853675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-589107029309502758</id><published>2008-11-10T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:50:52.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In China</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after church, we had some entertaining to do!  Three of Gerber employees from China had flown in earlier in the morning, and it was John and my responsibility to entertain them for the afternoon.  So, we picked them up at their hotel and took them to Gustav's for lunch (don't you just LOVE their fondue?!).  After lunch, we took them to Washington Square for an American experience in mall shopping.  It was so interesting to see the cultural difference.  After our three years in China, I was able to see it from both sides.  In China, you have very loud music playing at all times in all shopping venues.  In America, if there is any music, it's very quiet, usually instrumental only, music.  In China, everything is brightly lit.  Here, atmosphere lighting is the norm.  In China, everyone is bunched together and it not unusual to see women holding hands (my head whipped around frequently at first!).  Here, we give everyone their personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did they want to see?  First, they wanted to go to Nordstrom's to buy make-up!  One of the women was buying a certain brand for a friend of hers back in China...a brand I had never heard of - but Nordstrom's had it - at $253 a jar!  She didn't blink an eye and charged it!  I about fell over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they wanted to go to Victoria's Secret to buy underwear!!  I was shocked I tell you - shocked!!  Shocked that they had even heard of Victoria's Secret and shocked that they would be interested in it as Chinese women are very, very modest and NEVER show much skin!  They ended up not buying anything, but only because they didn't come in a small enough size - I wanted to smack them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took them into Pottery Barn - one of my personal favorites.  They had everything set up for Thanksgiving and Christmas and it looked so beautiful.  I was able to show them what a typical Thanksgiving table setting looked like and then what a typical Christmas table setting looked like.  Do you know what their favorite thing was?  Their favorite thing to do was to turn everything over to see the words - "Made it China"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn between two worlds - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-589107029309502758?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/589107029309502758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=589107029309502758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/589107029309502758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/589107029309502758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/made-in-china.html' title='Made In China'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-1991049221301183325</id><published>2008-11-06T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:05:17.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Country 'Tis of Thee</title><content type='html'>This blog could have just as easily been titled "Pray", for that's what we need to be on on knees doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else noticed that our country is on the slippery slide to the welcome mat of the devil?  Has our country totally forgotten the 10 Commandments?  Have "we, the people" turned our back on all that is godly, holy and pure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I prayed that God would bring us back to our roots; that He would take us back under His wing and that we would be brought back to where our forefathers envisioned us.  We have fallen so far from what our country was intended, and I can point out every commandment that we have forsaken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to "You shall not covet your neighbor's wife" and "You shall not commit adultery"?  We are living in a country where adultery is almost a badge of honor; where it is so commonplace that is has become ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to  "You shall not give false testimony against your neighbor" and "You shall not steal"?  Satan is the father of lies and right now he has many children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has become of "You shall not commit murder"?  You cannot turn on the news without hearing of at least one murder in our own neighborhoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the commandment of "You shall honor your father and mother" stand today?  Do we see much of that?  Do we, as Christians, honor our own father and mother, or do we, like the world, push them aside as mere old people who have no value? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we "Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy"?  Or, do we use that as another day to run errands?  Is the Sabbath just another day in the week to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about "You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God"?  It is a daily occurance to hear God's name taken in vain, not once, but many times.  Have we gotten so used to hearing it that we have become hardened to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to "You shall not make idols in the form of anything..."?  What are the idols in our lives?  What are we spending precious time on or doing that could be used instead to glorifying God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most important, do we still hold to "You shall have no other gods before Me"?  Is God still number one in our life?  Is it God, and God alone that is in our heart and soul?  Is God the One in whom we put our trust, faith and hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O America, how far we have fallen.  How far we are from what was intended...how little does our country resemble what we were at the beginning - from what was intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say - PRAY!!  Pray for all you're worth, pray as if your life depended on it, because it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will join me in praying for our country? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and trembling - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-1991049221301183325?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1991049221301183325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=1991049221301183325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1991049221301183325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1991049221301183325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-country-tis-of-thee.html' title='My Country &apos;Tis of Thee'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-4969757813546899888</id><published>2008-10-31T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:58:35.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>When I was growing up, I went Trick or Treating.  My brother, sister and I all went together, without my parents - you could do that back then!!  We thought nothing of it; we played no tricks, did not wear a costume and were basically just out for the candy.  When we got home, we would spread out our loot and start trading.  When I got married and had children, we took them Trick or Treating, dressed them up and thought nothing of it - for  a while.  When our youngest was five, we stopped the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are different now.  In my opinion, Halloween seems more and more Satan's Christmas.  I know that is a strong statement, but it's a feeling I have in my gut - that it is basically celebrating Satan and his dominion.  It's not safe to let you kids go by themselves; you need to check all candy you get to make sure it's safe, and your pets are kept inside.  Why is that?  Why has it changed so much since I was a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think?  Do you celebrate Halloween?  Why or why not??  Let's have some dialog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-4969757813546899888?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4969757813546899888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=4969757813546899888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/4969757813546899888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/4969757813546899888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-3217499161501899414</id><published>2008-10-23T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:52:46.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Your Citizenship?</title><content type='html'>For years when a Christian has died, I have used the phrase "they have changed their citizenship to Heaven".  A good friend asked me once why I did that, and my answer was...because they have not died, they have just changed their citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it.  When someone is a citizen of say, America, that means they live there; they have rights and obligations to that place.  They have a document that says so.  Their name is written down as belonging to America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with Heaven.  If you are in a relationship with Jesus Christ, your citizenship is with Him in Heaven.  Philippians 3: 20 says, "but our citizenship is in heaven..."; we have a document that says so...in the Book of Life.  We have a "passport" to heaven through our relationship with Jesus Christ!  We have a Savior who says we belong to Him!  Could it get any better??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time John and I entered or left China, our passport was stamped.  What stamps are we getting on our spiritual passports?  Is it being stamped "I don't know", or "where ever"?  Perhaps it's being stamped "I'm waiting for the proper time",  "please don't bother me with that", or "I have long enough to consider that"??  Or, is it stamped, in big letters and underlined, "&lt;u&gt;HEAVEN"!  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking my passport - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-3217499161501899414?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3217499161501899414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=3217499161501899414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3217499161501899414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/3217499161501899414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-is-your-citizenship.html' title='Where is Your Citizenship?'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-7603234033488320175</id><published>2008-10-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:27:43.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was there all along</title><content type='html'>Last spring a stray cat brought her 5 kittens into our garage. They were about 4-5 weeks old – just starting to learn to eat.  Although she was tame, her kittens were very wild.  We were able to tame three of them pretty quickly, but the other two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t budge.  The solid black one, which we later named Pepper, and her sister, which we later named Pumpkin were tough cases.  Pumpkin would at least be in my presence, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t let me near her.  Pepper, however, would run and hide the minute she saw me and stayed hidden until I was gone – there was no getting near her.  I liked the other 4 kittens, they were pretty cute, tame, and playful, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t really care for Pepper - she was so wild, and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t very cute, I found it hard to find something likable about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we found homes for the three tame kittens and were resolved to the fact that the mother cat and wild kittens would be staying.  Over the next couple of months, Pumpkin became a bit more tolerable, she would eat if I was there, but I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t able to pet her.  Pepper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t budge, she was still just as wild as she was when she was a tiny kitten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kittens were probably around 6 months old, their mother disappeared.  After she was gone two or three days, Pumpkin decided that I “would do” and would accept me petting her.  She would come up to me willingly whenever I went out to fed them.  Pepper gave in a little too, she would be in my presence, but still no chance of petting her.  She was very stubborn.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t need me, she still had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this spring, Pumpkin was hit by a car.  After the first day, my heart was broken for Pepper.  She sat out on our back patio and cried and cried waiting for Pumpkin.  At this point her mother was gone, her sister was gone (and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like me).  She seemed so lost and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know to do.  Even though she had never let me near her, I stepped out onto the patio, knelt down and called her to me.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t run away, and after a minute or two came over to me and even let me pet her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, she has turned out to be a beautiful cat.  We became fast friends, anytime she hears me coming, she runs to me excited for any attention I have for her.  One thing that I always tell her is that – &lt;em&gt;I was there all along!&lt;/em&gt;  Look at all of the love and attention she had missed, if she had only trusted me from the beginning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about our relationship with Christ.  Are we stubborn?  What are we missing out on?  Do we wait until we are in a crisis, in time of trouble, when we feel alone, and have nowhere else to turn before we turn to Christ, when he was there all along?  Or are we taking advantage of his goodness every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-7603234033488320175?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7603234033488320175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=7603234033488320175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7603234033488320175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7603234033488320175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-there-all-along.html' title='I was there all along'/><author><name>Hope</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-6442362809383489022</id><published>2008-10-15T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:32:27.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Tuesday mornings, I attend a Bible study in Lake Oswego.  In our small group, one of the ladies was talking about how she was walking the walk, but didn't know God's plan for her.  To this, our discussion leader (our very own Jeanne Eyman!) replied:  "but when you're walking with God, it's eaiser for Him to move you in the direction He wants."  I thought this was very profound!  It is so much easier to move a moving object than one that is standing still!!  And it made me think:  how often am I just standing in the middle of the road in my walk with the Lord, expecting Him to move me - and I'm not doing anything to help Him!!  I should be stepping out in faith, expecting God to meet me and move me in the direction He wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ways I need help in moving on out is my ability/desire to witness to family members that aren't Christians.  It's much easier for me to speak of God to people I don't know, or who are friends, then to members of my own family or my husband's family.  Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is an area of your life that you're having struggles with stepping out?  What can we do to help each other to get moving? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling on - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-6442362809383489022?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6442362809383489022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=6442362809383489022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/6442362809383489022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/6442362809383489022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-tuesday-mornings-i-attend-bible.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-7054200801714778100</id><published>2008-10-13T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:22:22.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex in the City</title><content type='html'>After church on Sunday, my husband and I took a lazy drive down to the beach.  Beauty surrounded us in the form of autumn leaves, blue sky, crisp air and long, windy roads.  So you can imagine my shock when we saw a billboard announcing "Chinook Winds - the Sexiest Casino in the Country"!!  Shortly after came another billboard proclaiming the "sexiest sandwich" at some shop!!  First of all, how can a casino and a sandwich be sexy??  Do they have plunging necklines...pouty lips...short skirts?  Are they exposing body parts??  And second of all, how far we have fallen in this country where we are promoting sex so blatantly?  Is this how we want our children to think -that something can't be exciting without being sexy?  What do you all think?  How can we combat this?  Let's get a conversation going!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-7054200801714778100?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7054200801714778100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=7054200801714778100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7054200801714778100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7054200801714778100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/sex-in-city.html' title='Sex in the City'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-5747063564885106752</id><published>2008-10-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:05:15.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does God See?</title><content type='html'>As I was sitting in Bible Study yesterday, our leader brought up the verse II Chronicles 16:9 which says..."For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him...".  It gave me such a word picture:  God, standing over the earth with His hands on His hips - eyes roving back and forth, up and down, searching out the souls who love and are FULLY committed to Him!  And, it made me wonder, what does He see when He looks at me?  Does He see a heart fully committed to Him, or a heart that is committed to Him when things are going good?  Does He see a soul that is drained of all self and full of God's love and mercy, or a soul and self that still has "me first" and judges others instead of letting God do His job?  Does He see a spirit full of love, or a spirit that harbors bitterness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, please don't find me wanting.  Please look at me and see my heart full of mercy, my soul that is so full of You that it crowds everything else out, and my spirit overflowing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does God see when He looks at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-5747063564885106752?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5747063564885106752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=5747063564885106752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5747063564885106752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5747063564885106752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-does-god-see.html' title='What Does God See?'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-8850063298269896283</id><published>2008-10-02T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:14:51.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the Race</title><content type='html'>Lisa Ball sent me an email which I'd like to share with you.  For those of you who don't know Lisa, she is a dynamo who holds a brown belt in Karate, was a professional football player, not to mention raising two small children with her husband!  Lisa is also the host/founder of "Canby's Biggest Loser" which is a successful weight-loss program.  For more info on that, give Lisa a call.  Here is Lisa's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been much of a runner.  Whenever I raced, I would take off moving my feet and arms as quickly as possible, no matter how long the race.  I would never win many races this way as I would tire out quickly, get distracted or just give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear husband is a runner.  He ran both cross country and track in high school and he loves it.  Early in our marriage, he asked me if I would do a road race with him.  I laughed!  Me in a race??  With other people??  No way.  He kept encouraging me and eventually convinced me to join him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent several weeks in training.  He explained that it was not about being the first to cross the finish line, but about staying focused and finishing the race.  It was about being slow and steady, focused on your goal and not to quit.  He told me how excited I would be to cross the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race day came.  At the start, groups of people passed me.  I was not very quick...stride-stride-stride.  But I kept at it although I was slow, but steady.  At times I felt out of breath, but I would slow a bit and get my breath back.  I thought about quitting halfway through the race, but I kept hearing my dear husband's voice in my head encouraging me.  Around the final corner I came and into the high school stadium where the finish line was.  There were many people there who had finished the race some time ago and some who had already left.  Standing at the finish line was my husband with a big smile on his face.  Just seeing him standing there cheering me on gave me the strength to finish.  I was so proud of myself when I crossed that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we start off in our Christian life we never know how long or hard that race will be.  It might be a 100 yard dash, or a marathon.  For most of us, it's a marathon and we have to treat it as such.  Finshing the race as Christians is what God calls us to do.  Many start out like it's a 100 yard dash and burn out.  Others get distracted, lack the endurance to finish, or get tripped up by their own confidence.  True runners/Christians face pain or tedium, but perserve and win the race.  These are the ones who finish well.  So, when the race seems long and I get weary, I set my eyes upon the goal and I WILL finish well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize?  Run in such a way as to get the prize.  Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training.  They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever."  I Cor. 9: 24-25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Lisa, for sharing your heart with us.  It is a good "wake up" call for all of us - to remember that we are in a race for eternity; and that we will be weary and out of breath, but we should always remember the prize that awaits us - to be with our Lord forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running the Race - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-8850063298269896283?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8850063298269896283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=8850063298269896283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8850063298269896283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8850063298269896283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/10/running-race.html' title='Running the Race'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-978125804512259390</id><published>2008-09-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:36:58.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensing the Tide</title><content type='html'>This morning as I was driving to work, I was listening to the song Lose My Soul by Tobymac. I really started thinking about the following lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do I sense the tide that's rising?&lt;br /&gt;De-sensitizing me from living in light of eternity,&lt;br /&gt;How do I sense the tide that's rising?&lt;br /&gt;It's hypnotizing me from living in light of eternity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the first line, “sensing the tide”, and how it is like being at the beach, whether you are taking a walk, building sandcastles, or working on your tan, before you know it the tide is in – it just kind of creeps up on you, and you didn’t even notice! I think that has been so true in our society. One example is in TV programming. The other day someone sent me an email surveys – the subject was remembering your childhood. One of the questions was “when you were little, was there anything on TV that your parents wouldn’t let you watch?” I thought about it for a couple of minutes and realized there wasn’t anything that I couldn’t watch.  I think about the shows that are on today.  Even when my kids were little, they had a lot of restrictions. There has definitely been a tide rising, and desensitizing society. Has it desensitized us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how can we “sense the tide”? I think the more we stay focused on the Lord and our walk with Him, the tide will be more obvious. Which brings me to another set of lyrics…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Look full in His wonderful face,&lt;br /&gt;And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,&lt;br /&gt;In the light of His glory and grace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phillipians 4:8&lt;/strong&gt; Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-978125804512259390?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/978125804512259390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=978125804512259390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/978125804512259390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/978125804512259390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/sensing-tide.html' title='Sensing the Tide'/><author><name>Hope</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-8208579022066541247</id><published>2008-09-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:10:32.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psalm 139:2 says "You know when I sit and when I rise, You perceive my thoughts from afar."  God, You know the most insignificant things about me, even when I sit or stand!  You know my every movement.  You know my every thought, good and bad; even from Your throne You can single out my thoughts - how busy Your mind must be!  Yet, through my good and bad thoughts, Your love for me endures forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-8208579022066541247?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8208579022066541247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=8208579022066541247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8208579022066541247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8208579022066541247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/psalm-1392-says-you-know-when-i-sit-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-7375609104427642558</id><published>2008-09-19T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:02:27.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I sit at my desk with the window open, geese are flying overhead honking - what a racket!  God has ordained that Fall is the time of year that everything starts changing...leaves are starting to turn, flowers are starting to die off, and geese are flying south.  It's time to batton down the hatches and get ready for winter.  It's time to take a look at what needs to be ready for cold weather, almost time to rake leaves, and time to ready our houses to retain heat.  It's also time to take a look at our spiritual life; what needs to be shored up?  What characteristics of God do I need to rake into my life, what study do I need to begin in the Bible, what do I need to add to my prayer life?  It's time to shore up our spiritual life...Satan is just waiting to attack us...are we prepared?  Are we ready for the Fall of our spiritual life?  Shore up!  Batton down!  Get ready! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for Fall - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-7375609104427642558?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7375609104427642558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=7375609104427642558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7375609104427642558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/7375609104427642558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-i-sit-at-my-desk-with-window-open.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-1005836780262446698</id><published>2008-09-18T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:56:13.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This world is not my home</title><content type='html'>This morning I received news that a dear friend, whom I've known all my life, is drifting towards the end of hers.  She is now under Hospice care (an organization that I'm convinced is directly from God) and her days on short.  Yet through it all, she is focused on God, and excited about her true home - Heaven.  Hebrews 13:14 talks about how this world is not our home, and we sing the song "this world is not my home, I'm just passing through".  How real that becomes when we see our life on earth nearing the end.  And how important it is that we realize that our home on earth is one of such a short span - that our true home is in Heaven with our Lord and Savior.   To think of Jesus welcoming us with arms open wide!!  To think of the home He's prepared for us!!  To think of no more tears, pain or suffering!!  It will be worth it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abiding in hope - Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-1005836780262446698?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1005836780262446698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=1005836780262446698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1005836780262446698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1005836780262446698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-world-is-not-my-home.html' title='This world is not my home'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-1994447558962009727</id><published>2008-09-17T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:02:52.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 139 blog</title><content type='html'>Good morning!  Today starts the daily (hopefully) blog of Soul Sisters.  I will be blogging on Psalm 139...one verse a day.  Hopefully, many of you will join me as we blog through this wonderful chapter of the psalm King David wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:1  O Lord, You have searched me and You know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows me in and out.  He knows all my quirks, all my sinful thoughts and actions, and all the times I think of Him, lean on Him and search Him out.  He knows my good and bad, and is actively involved in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to know what all my Soul Sisters think of this verse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-1994447558962009727?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1994447558962009727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=1994447558962009727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1994447558962009727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/1994447558962009727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/psalm-139-blog.html' title='Psalm 139 blog'/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-8530946658576565819</id><published>2008-09-15T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:36:10.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to Soul Sisters blog - the blog where we can communicate our daily happenings, encourage each other, discuss a scripture and describe something that tickled our funny bone!  I will be posting a daily verse, blog about it and will want to get your feedback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our opening for Canby Christian's Womens Ministries.  It is exciting for our team to see the fruits of our labor over the summer.  Please feel free to come to any of us with any concerns, questions or suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Sister Sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-8530946658576565819?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8530946658576565819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=8530946658576565819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8530946658576565819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/8530946658576565819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-soul-sisters-blog-blog-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra Beckham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107631570441110433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589156546416569880.post-5566659015076751632</id><published>2008-09-15T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:37:17.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Sisters!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How did you enjoy the Women's Fair?? Wasn't it just a wonderful time?!!! We all had a blast organizing this event for you and hope that you enjoyed a night of laughter, relaxation and socializing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our official Soul Sisters Blog! Here you will find contact information to reach anyone on the Soul Sisters leadership team, thoughtful devotions, upcoming information on events, pictures and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to leave comments as we would love to hear your thoughts and perspectives on things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to serving you and getting to know you better this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's richest blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Your 2008 Soul Sisters Leadership Team&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3589156546416569880-5566659015076751632?l=canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5566659015076751632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589156546416569880&amp;postID=5566659015076751632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5566659015076751632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589156546416569880/posts/default/5566659015076751632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canbysoulsisters.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-sisters-how-did-you-enjoy.html' title='Welcome Sisters!!'/><author><name>Our growing family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1tj6Nram48/SkzLO23Ei-I/AAAAAAAATz0/GTlsjhS7QDM/S220/DSC_0276-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
