<?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-4339111710186005768</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:12:40.776-06:00</updated><category term='Surfing in the River'/><title type='text'>Life or something like that!</title><subtitle type='html'>Time is too slow for those who waste it, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, and too short for those who rejoice!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-5108636462786720502</id><published>2009-12-25T14:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:11:28.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas New Year Greeting</title><content type='html'>So many things have happened this last year; many blessings have come, friends, relationships, experiences and memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just say this:  May the Lord Bless you this coming year!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much to be grateful for, and I hope that you have much to be grateful for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-5108636462786720502?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5108636462786720502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=5108636462786720502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5108636462786720502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5108636462786720502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-new-year-greeting.html' title='A Christmas New Year Greeting'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-1862312364454782926</id><published>2009-11-21T11:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:17:40.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot this month about passion.  It is such a misunderstood word; in the society in which we live there is an immediate link of the word to something sexual; and yet, there is so much more in life that requires passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion seems to be the driving source to a lot of success.  People who find themselves happy in what they do often came to where they are because of the passion they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion leads us to find ways in which we spend our time, money, and energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without passion or a passion, that is what I think about.  I found a quote about passion, it states, " When work, commitment, and pleasure all become one and you reach that deep well where passion lives, nothing is impossible." Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the world be like if each person had a passion, was doing something they had developed a passion for and lived a life filled with passion?  Do you know what you are passionate about?  If you don't, are you willing to discover your passions?  And lastly, are passions every changing and discovered?  I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-1862312364454782926?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1862312364454782926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=1862312364454782926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1862312364454782926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1862312364454782926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-977831096321828332</id><published>2009-08-10T09:38:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:28:29.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Family and Friends:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been too long; I am starting to get the feeling that I will be posting information on this blog by semesters! Right now I am on summer break, and it has been a wonderful break; the weather in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; is so mild; it is really a beautiful time to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBHWkK7UWI/AAAAAAAABHo/QjmYrAQ6hZY/s1600-h/P1011193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368369208817832290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBHWkK7UWI/AAAAAAAABHo/QjmYrAQ6hZY/s320/P1011193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Living in a townhouse, I decided to experiment this year with container gardening; I am posting some pictures of the garden; unfortunately, it doesn't really capture it at its height; I will just say this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBG1vHZatI/AAAAAAAABHg/djzwry37oeY/s1600-h/P1011195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368368644820134610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBG1vHZatI/AAAAAAAABHg/djzwry37oeY/s320/P1011195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't bought lettuce in over a month, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;raspberries&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrumptious&lt;/span&gt;, the strawberries delicious, and I can't wait for the tomatoes to ripen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently returned from a three day backpacking trip; here are some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBGLpggZTI/AAAAAAAABHY/z7KV8srTs98/s1600-h/P1011187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367921760331058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBGLpggZTI/AAAAAAAABHY/z7KV8srTs98/s320/P1011187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e photos; the trip covered about 27 miles; it was around 3,000 ft climbed, and the views were spectacular. The trek was from a place called Coal Creek; it took us through Grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Teton&lt;/span&gt; National Park and out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Teton&lt;/span&gt; Trail Head; we crossed an area called Devil's Canyon Shelf and the Devil's Staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBD_IX3TpI/AAAAAAAABHI/uVfoLdXowU4/s1600-h/P1011172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365507684028050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBD_IX3TpI/AAAAAAAABHI/uVfoLdXowU4/s320/P1011172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There has been a lot of rain this summer and spring; the wildflowers were amazing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBDacOonMI/AAAAAAAABHA/eN6YsFuFLQU/s1600-h/P1011172.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we crossed into the National Park boundary, we came upon a Cow and Yearling moose; it was one of the most amazing moments; we sat on a hillside and watched as mama and baby played in a small pond; it was really something to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBFbqV2NZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/kwnMbApBd0w/s1600-h/P1011181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367097350337938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBFbqV2NZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/kwnMbApBd0w/s320/P1011181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two frolicked in the water for quite awhile; after about a half an hour, my hiking partner and I decided we had better get a move on; when we stood to go, we began talking loudly in order to let the moose know we were approaching; they were gone as fast as they came, but what a gift the time we had with them was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all things are going really well; the Lord has blessed my life living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;!  I have wonderful people in my life who are wonderful friends; it has been a blessing to live so many different places because each place has brought a wonderful person to my life.  It is so wonderful to live closer to family.  The amount that I see them has tripled, and that has been great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a happy summer, at least what is left of it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4339111710186005768-977831096321828332?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/977831096321828332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=977831096321828332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/977831096321828332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/977831096321828332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/report.html' title='A Report'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SoBHWkK7UWI/AAAAAAAABHo/QjmYrAQ6hZY/s72-c/P1011193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-4183835004247042088</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:09:27.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Family and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been too long, and I apologize; here is a quick recap of the events up here in Idaho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February: The highlights were definitely learning how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;backcountry&lt;/span&gt; ski; not that I am great at it, and quite frankly, powder still terrifies me, but I am grateful that some great friends were patient as I slowly slid/fell down the mountain! I also brushed up on cross country skiing which was a lot of fun! There are some beautiful places to go and see mother nature at her winter best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other highlight was getting together with a bunch of my girl friends and have a slumber party; oh wait, I am over sixteen years old which means we call them a "retreat". Lots of "girl food" aka vegetables and fruit, pedicures and chick flicks; I fell asleep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; shoulder at ten pm. A lot of fun I was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680529477964226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SfphssqgEcI/AAAAAAAABCs/n82wLZ__oL0/s320/Group+photo+Salmon+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March: I took one of my classes up to the Salmon Wilderness Area; it was absolutely beautiful; the weather was in the 60's for the weekend; it couldn't have been better for an early spring backpacking trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of two of my neices holding their brand new baby brother; he was 21.5 inches long and 10.2 lbs. His name is Dieter Don . . . is that cool or what!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330684360586127634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SfplLsp3aRI/AAAAAAAABC8/vbP-R6VyU3A/s320/P1011065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in March, I completed my first Adventure Race; some friends and I drove down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;, UT and mountain biked 35 miles, paddled 10 miles, ran 5 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rappelled&lt;/span&gt; 300 feet; such a fun, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt; experience! Our goals were to finish the race (alive), to laugh through out the experience, and to end being friends; gratefully, all three of them were accomplished. (Yes, I know that spandex makes me look hot!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330681673904444594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SfpivT_CVLI/AAAAAAAABC0/UNBzenp3zLc/s320/group+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April: Now that was a whirlwind! Finals for the winter term and the beginning of Spring term!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of closure occurred in many different areas of my life, and I feel so incredibly blessed at how the Lord so generously gives experiences that help us to grow and to prepare. He is the weaver of the tapestry, and although not always understanding his design, I have faith that it is as it should be and that it is beautiful to the beholder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330686572475378482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SfpnMclW6zI/AAAAAAAABDE/EP0k8NRwNKw/s320/salmon+river.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4339111710186005768-4183835004247042088?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4183835004247042088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=4183835004247042088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/4183835004247042088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/4183835004247042088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-long.html' title='Too long!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SfphssqgEcI/AAAAAAAABCs/n82wLZ__oL0/s72-c/Group+photo+Salmon+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-6857807986987300501</id><published>2009-01-17T07:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:30:07.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Nature:  Who are we?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like the Lord gives you lessons?  Not just that, but that He will repeat the lesson in your life until you get it?  I believe He does this for His children; I recently went through one of God's personal tutorials; I am hoping that I learned the lesson this time, but time will only tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lesson that I was recently given the opportunity to experience: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you love someone, no matter how much you want them to be happy, no matter how much you believe in who they are; your love and desire for their happiness will not be enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under this circumstance, the love that one gives to someone who does not believe he is lovable or believe in his own divine nature, will be greeted with a cool rebuff.  It will be as though hundreds of arrows were shot, not one piercing the warmth of the soul, but rather each meeting an impenetratable wall; a wall that both protects and imprisons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of one's own divine nature is not imparted to an individual by any mortal being; it cannot be encouraged, convinced, lectured, or even loved into existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the personal quest and responsibility of each person who lives on this earth; it is through Christ, His atonement, and acceptance on the part of the seeker that one can realize that he/she is a prince/princess who will be blessed to become a King/Queen and receive the blessings and gifts associated with such a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has got to be one of the most difficult and vulnerable quests that one embarks on while living on this earth.  Why?  Because once one receives a pure knowledge of who he is, where he came from, and what happiness the Lord wants for him excuses become obsolete, desires become obtainable, and light, like no other light, fills the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes captures this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within is. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Marianne Williamson's book A Return to Love. It was quoted by Nobel Prize–winner Nelson Mandela in his inaugural address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there are many who would rather live in their own personal hell, than break free of the bondage they are in and experience the joy of the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine once told me that when somone is critical, filled with anger, apathetic, etc. towards you or me, that it has nothing to do with you or me.  It is the same when someone is loving, gracious, complimentary, etc. towards your or me. That individual's ability to give of themself has nothing to do with you or me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who gives the negative is in a place where they lack an abundance of love, joy, hope, faith, etc.  Likewise, the person who can give the positive is in a place where in their lives have an abundance of love, joy, hope, faith, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, it's not about you or me when one gives, it is about the abundance in their life; an abundance that comes from a Knowledge of one's own Divine Nature and Christ and His atonement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my desktop, I have a picture of my sisters and me.  The picture was taken when I was six or seven.  My oldest sister, Debbie and I have our hands placed protectively on my youngest sister, Leigh's shoulders.  Here stand three girls bright eyed, hopeful, and believing.  I put that picture on my desktop as a reminder to myself of how the Lord see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look at it, I am reminded of the wishes that I have for my nieces and nephews.  The belief that each of them will at some point be a Queen or a King; that each of them deserves to be loved and to give love; that each of them deserves to live happily; that each of them deserves to live their dreams; that the Lord knows each one of them by their beautiful, individual, unique names, personalities, and faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to believe this about the ones that I so dearly love, implies, that you and I deserve the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-6857807986987300501?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6857807986987300501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=6857807986987300501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6857807986987300501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6857807986987300501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/divine-nature-who-are-we.html' title='Divine Nature:  Who are we?'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-6062695392403008417</id><published>2009-01-01T00:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:01:16.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To The New Year</title><content type='html'>Ode to the New Year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hope shines, and&lt;br /&gt;New beginnings are had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When resolves are set,&lt;br /&gt;and often forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one decides to be a size smaller,&lt;br /&gt;to save money, or to learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resolve this year to laugh more,&lt;br /&gt;for a life seriously taken is no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resolve this year to love more,&lt;br /&gt;for a life lived in protection becomes a prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resolve this year to give more,&lt;br /&gt;for a life given is a life discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to the New Year,&lt;br /&gt;for what we decide now for our year to be&lt;br /&gt;will truly be prophetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-6062695392403008417?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6062695392403008417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=6062695392403008417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6062695392403008417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6062695392403008417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/ode-to-new-year.html' title='Ode To The New Year'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-4684317415446121142</id><published>2008-12-28T16:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:49:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Dear Family Friend(s) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year has gone by, and I just wanted to give you an update!  In honor of my new found profession, you get to take a Christmas quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;short.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stubborn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year has provided some adventures including&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;surviving  two weeks with my nieces in Europe and rekindling friendship with my friends in Germany.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moving to Rexburg, ID, the first week of a snowy June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dodging the crazy drivers as I walk the two blocks to work each day!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the new things that have happened this year are&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;on a canoeing trip in Grand Teton National Park, I met a blond grizzly bear!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I now teach university students who are majoring in Recreation Management.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adopting a stray cat which found me the first day I arrived to Rexburg. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There have been some lessons [re] learned along the way, including &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wear solid shoes on the icy sidewalks of Rexburg and adopt the shuffle walk!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stray cats sometimes bite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never trust the paint cards they hand out at the store!  It always comes out a different color.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;New hobbies developed have been&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;blogging and playing on Facebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;writing a book (only two more drafts to go!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attempting to ski and snowboard (those of you who have seen me actually do this, know what a stretch that is!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My plans for 2009 include&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;live to tell the tale of my first year of teaching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;survive the ski and snowboarding hobbies (see the above for clarification).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel to some really exotic place; if any one is up for a trip, let me know! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking ahead to 2009, I wish you a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ filled Merry Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a healthy and prosperous New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Janell Bettinger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above multiple choice answers are true. Love you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-4684317415446121142?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4684317415446121142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=4684317415446121142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/4684317415446121142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/4684317415446121142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-6033747260284917570</id><published>2008-12-14T07:46:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:31:09.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Idaho!</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The semester has just ended, and I would have to say that if this semester of teaching is indicative of what lies ahead, this is the profession to be in! What a blessing to work with the students and faculty; they lift and edify the heart, and there is continual growth on all sides. It is a marvel to be a part of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some lessons learned over the last month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279658977991406658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUd3h5hNEI/AAAAAAAABBE/ptQck1yF6c4/s320/Robbers+Roost+297.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Over Thanksgiving I went down to Southern Utah with some coworkers and friends; we were doing a preview trip for the summer. The trip was filled with adventures, including over 500 feet of rappels and over 40 miles hiked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Study your map:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day we underestimated our miles; as we hiked from 8:30 in the morni&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUe-mklwpI/AAAAAAAABBM/F7o582YFM8g/s1600-h/Robbers+Roost+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279660199016514194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUe-mklwpI/AAAAAAAABBM/F7o582YFM8g/s320/Robbers+Roost+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng until 11 pm at night; we navigated with a map, compass and when darkness hit, we utilized the stars. Hiking over the canyon lands was an adventure that day; there were mental walls that were hit, worked through and then returned; I would like to say that I was strong on that day, but in reality I was physically and mentally exhausted; being a lifter of people that day did not come easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night, when we made it to camp, we piled into a truck and blasted the heater; we were cold, hungry and a little crazy. One of my friends on the trip was an inspiration. As we hiked throughout the evening, we grew more weary; at times, we lost the trail or hit cliffs which were tough to negotiate in the dark. When we would sit and try to problem solve, he would hike ahead; there were many times throughout that night that we heard his voice yell to us that he had found the way; he was steady, solid and inspiring. Later, when I asked him how he had kep his wits about him under the circumstances, he responded that there had been a lot of prayer involved. What a lesson! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUhI4ZEt4I/AAAAAAAABBU/GXGKOjAK58c/s1600-h/PB251029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279662574621996930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUhI4ZEt4I/AAAAAAAABBU/GXGKOjAK58c/s320/PB251029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is not wrong; it is how it is handled:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each day the rappels got longer; the longest rappel that we did was 180 ft. As I watched different members of my party go over the cliff, a friend of mine asked me if I was excited; I answered quite honestly; I told her that I was scared. I'm sorry, but I feel fear when I know that I am going to go down a 180 ft. It is something that is not the most comfortable reality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, when the fear is felt, it does not mean that one must be a prisoner to it; sometimes you just have to grit your teeth and go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do and say that which is good:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wanted to express your love to someone through actions or words and didn't? I don't mean this in a sense where it was inappropriate, rather where it was completely appropriate and acceptable. I have learned of late that denial of these actions is detrimental to the soul; it not only harms the receiver, but it also harms the would be giver. This referred to as "Self Betrayal".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a denial of the spirit of the God which is within us, and it is harmful to the respect and esteem that we have for ourselves. The Arbinger Institute wrote a book called Leadership and Self Deception; the author wrote, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUpaE6hw7I/AAAAAAAABB0/shRGJm0Bs7A/s1600-h/Robbers+Roost+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279671666134336434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUpaE6hw7I/AAAAAAAABB0/shRGJm0Bs7A/s320/Robbers+Roost+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Self-betrayal"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. An act contrary to what I feel I should do for another is called an act of "self-betrayal." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. When I betray myself, I begin to see the world in a way that justifies my self-betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of late, I have had the experience where I have both denied doing that which is good for another and acted on doing that which is good for another; the effects have been polarized; in denial of the good, I have walked away feeling sad and filled with self-doubt. When I have acted on the good, I have walked away feeling joy and self respect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which would you rather!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-6033747260284917570?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6033747260284917570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=6033747260284917570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6033747260284917570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/6033747260284917570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/lessons-in-idaho.html' title='Lessons in Idaho!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SUUd3h5hNEI/AAAAAAAABBE/ptQck1yF6c4/s72-c/Robbers+Roost+297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-7132926563461356628</id><published>2008-11-16T08:51:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:11:22.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endeavoring to live a life imagined. . .</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update; things here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; are wonderful; the students are so much fun, and I think that I learn more from them than they do from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently took them on to a ropes course; for those of you who are unfamiliar with a ropes course, it is a large structure that has many obstacles on it; the participants are climb it and challenge themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of my students had come to me prior to the activity expressing the trepidation they felt. Many of them had anxiety because of the fear they had of heights, the unknown, and the idea of being in front of their peers while confronting such personal emotions. All quite valid concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SSBB69q4AiI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UPGdGLQG3kA/s1600-h/RopesCourse38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269284045266092578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SSBB69q4AiI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UPGdGLQG3kA/s320/RopesCourse38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day progressed on the course, many of the very students who expressed their concerns to me, ended up surpassing what their original goals on the course were. It was absolutely beautiful to be a witness of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote from Thoreau very much captures that day, "I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-7132926563461356628?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7132926563461356628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=7132926563461356628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7132926563461356628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7132926563461356628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-family-and-friends-just-quick.html' title='Endeavoring to live a life imagined. . .'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SSBB69q4AiI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UPGdGLQG3kA/s72-c/RopesCourse38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-3087180448962384319</id><published>2008-11-02T07:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:46:58.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Where You Stand</title><content type='html'>This week I studied a talk that was given by Dieter Uchtdorf entitled Lift Where You Stand; the premise of the speech is about a group of men who were trying to move a grand piano.  The group struggled; each time they would lift, the piano would dangerously tilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time progressed and frustrations increased, one man suggested to the group that each person choose a spot, stand in it, and lift where he stood.  As the group did this, they were able to move the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reflected on this a great deal this week and have tried to put it into practice where I can.  This week has been so great!  It is one thing to see a need, to want to extend a hand, or to have a desire to change something, but it is an entirely different experience to make a decision to stand where you are and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that I did this week that I knew could make a difference were write to friends and loved ones telling them of the love and admiration that I have for them; so often I think about them, but rarely do I actually tell them what my thoughts are of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another opportunity that came was a friend of mine had a project that needed to be worked on; I offered my help and was blessed to be able to assist in a small way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for my students has been amazing; sometimes when I pray for them, an impression comes to my mind of something that I need to say to them, ask them, etc.  It has been amazing to see how listening to those impressions has made a difference in being able to life where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for opportunities to lift where I stood this week, and it was amazing how the Lord placed different people and situations in my path.  Do you understand why I said it was a good week!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-3087180448962384319?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3087180448962384319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=3087180448962384319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/3087180448962384319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/3087180448962384319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-where-you-stand.html' title='Life Where You Stand'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-503177979421096938</id><published>2008-10-19T18:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:55:40.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I can, I think I can, I think I can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I had the awesome opportunity of going climbing with some of the most amazing people! A friend of mine has been kind enough to let me meet some of his friends; it is quite the blessing because I have found that like attracts like, and like this friend, his friends are fun, loving, genuine people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started climbing at about 11 am and finished at about 5 pm. The people that I was climbing with were pretty good at what they do, and I have to say that it was quite a humbling experience to not have a clue what the heck I was doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then of course there is that small detail about heights. Sometimes I wonder why I would have ever chosen to work on a ropes course, when every time I put a harness on my heart rate goes up about ten beats a minute. I would say that climbing brought it up about thirty beats a minute, but it was worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259034284866096482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvX0YsLTWI/AAAAAAAAAvs/xcJw90H6AAo/s320/PA180991.JPG" width="495" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever noticed how gripping fear can be? It isn't just a thought; sometimes, fear can be so debilitating that it paralyzes a person. At one point I stood up on a rock and there was a panic of emotion when I realized that there was a corner that needed to be turned that I thought was a sheer cliff. Ironic, that climbing so far hadn't impacted me. However, when I didn't know what was around the corner and realized that the only way to continue upward was to turn it, I felt panic rise within.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Standing at that corner, I learned a lot about the gripping power of fear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, fear is so much of the thoughts that we feed ourselves. When I realized how the fear was controlling me, I began to say things to myself; like, "You have come so far, just think of this as one more corner." "Janell, you can do this, people do this all of the time." "Janell, the whole time you have climbed someone has been on the rope protecting you, that has not changed." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvcKsMW84I/AAAAAAAAAv0/G-lvYPCDF28/s1600-h/PA180994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259039066104984450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvcKsMW84I/AAAAAAAAAv0/G-lvYPCDF28/s320/PA180994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Notice, I am showing only front and very distant shots! Seeing these photos has made me quite self conscious of my butt! I think I need to hit the gym some more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second, what we fear is not always reality; when the fear was at its height, there was a moment that I realized my fear was based on a perception of what I would find around the corner; although, I had not turned the corner, I had predicted what I would find. The prediction carried in my mind a foreboding that around the corner was something that would be much more difficult to handle or to climb. Ironicly, when I finally talked myself into turning the corner, there was this wonderful ledge along the rock that was a perfect foot hold to ascend further. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvemd2CGoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uEAYR0e7YWA/s1600-h/PA181000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259041742312839810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvemd2CGoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uEAYR0e7YWA/s320/PA181000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, friends and support can help in the process of overcoming fear; there were times that I was really ready to quite and felt quite discouraged, when a kind word or suggestion would be given. There were things that were taught and offered that helped in the process. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How grateful I am for good friends and family in my life, who, when the fear becomes powerful, step in and offer love, encouragement and example. What a blessing you all are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks friends and family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-503177979421096938?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/503177979421096938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=503177979421096938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/503177979421096938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/503177979421096938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-can-i-think-i-can-i-think-i.html' title='I think I can, I think I can, I think I can'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SPvX0YsLTWI/AAAAAAAAAvs/xcJw90H6AAo/s72-c/PA180991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-2334142065432971296</id><published>2008-09-26T06:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:28:15.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell makes fire!</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry it has taken me some time to touch base with all of you; things up here in Rexburg, ID are wonderful; I can hardly believe that it is going on five months living here; life passes by so quickly, but there has been a lot of fun along the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My students are absolutely amazing; there is something that I learn from them daily; the Lord guides me a great deal of the time; I must admit that it is quite humbling to begin a new career, new home, new life, etc. He has definitely been there a long the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading the book &lt;em&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/em&gt;. If you haven't had a chance to read it, I recommend it; it is a fairly quick read. Anyways, the premise of the book is that within marriage, a couple will find happiness when they let go of their own wants and focus on their spouse's wants. There are so many thoughts going through my mind on this one! One thing is that God wants us to learn to love people unconditionally; is it not perfect that He would establish marriage for us to have a training ground on this? The other thing I start to wonder about was how the Savior modeled these five love languages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures is of me starting a bow fire; I took my students to a primitive camping convention; there we learned how to make fire! It was really fun! I had to stop myself from growling like Tim Allen used to from Home Improvement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250305439538532146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SNzU-t3-zzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/G91p0Fp6myM/s320/Rabbit+Stick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you are all doing well! I love you tons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-2334142065432971296?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2334142065432971296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=2334142065432971296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/2334142065432971296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/2334142065432971296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/janell-makes-fire.html' title='Janell makes fire!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SNzU-t3-zzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/G91p0Fp6myM/s72-c/Rabbit+Stick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-7268223984080389294</id><published>2008-08-31T20:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:19:50.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry . . . it has been so long!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine and I went to Teton National Park; we brought a canoe, and we canoed String Lake and portaged the canoe to Leigh Lake; it was absolutely beautiful.  The pictures are of the Tetons.  One is the morning with the reflection of the Tetons off of String Lake; another is the shore line with the reflections of the trees; and the last a picture of a storm coming over the Tetons. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtd5OaRjMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wpIrIzZSzeA/s1600-h/P8070935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240885829077929154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtd5OaRjMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wpIrIzZSzeA/s320/P8070935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtdsA52jTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/kCgsJjFeqS8/s1600-h/P8070936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240885602113981746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtdsA52jTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/kCgsJjFeqS8/s320/P8070936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtdLk0xWLI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AbjeU3Lh_iY/s1600-h/P8060918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240885044820662450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtdLk0xWLI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AbjeU3Lh_iY/s320/P8060918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; School starts next week, and I must admit that I am getting nervous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The summer has been great, and the fall quickly approaches.  The temperatures are dropping, and the crisp air of autumn is in the air; this place is beautiful, and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that you are all doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-7268223984080389294?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7268223984080389294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=7268223984080389294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7268223984080389294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7268223984080389294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-it-has-been-so-long.html' title='Sorry . . . it has been so long!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SLtd5OaRjMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wpIrIzZSzeA/s72-c/P8070935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-7758540447868470404</id><published>2008-07-22T23:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:25:37.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divinity Within</title><content type='html'>Hello . . . it feels like it has been awhile!  Today, I hiked ten miles up a canyon over by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ririe&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a beautiful day; a storm hit us at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had been a storm the night before; when we hiked up the canyon, the foliage was heavy from the rain; it was such a fun hike; the trails were thick, and it felt like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bush wacking&lt;/span&gt;.  I was drenched from head to toe because of how thick and wet it all was.  There was a river next to the trail; so when it got too hot, we just got wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on a side note, I want to talk about something that I have noticed a lot of lately; the atonement is real and trusting it is the secret to life (I hope at least!); if we can't trust Christ, who can we trust? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life has so much to offer, and we have this wonderful gift to live; how often do we spend our thoughts, emotions and time kicking ourselves for mistakes that we have made?  How can the Lord possibly use us where He needs us, if we can't forgive ourselves? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some amazing friends.  I love them so much and want them to be happy; if you could see the beautiful people that you are, the kindness, the love you carry with you, the person Christ sees, I hope you would never waste another moment doubting your divinity within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well--that is all I have to say!  Have a wonderful week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya tons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-7758540447868470404?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7758540447868470404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=7758540447868470404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7758540447868470404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7758540447868470404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/divinity-within.html' title='The Divinity Within'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-1253838809584966528</id><published>2008-07-13T10:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:24:55.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo5Cad-RoI/AAAAAAAAAls/BOPVwLsRRbI/s1600-h/P7110994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222549431517070978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo5Cad-RoI/AAAAAAAAAls/BOPVwLsRRbI/s320/P7110994.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night the mid singles group met, and I was able to go; it was great! It was so nice to meet some people who are in the same time of their lives and who share similar values; I was starting to wonder if I was going to be hanging out with widows/widowers for the next ten years; the activity last night gave me hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I went backpacking with a group of students; we went to Granite Basin; this picture was taken the last night in the field; the sky was gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo2_xYhLgI/AAAAAAAAAic/zfN76qV0TXk/s1600-h/Temple3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222547187105345026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo2_xYhLgI/AAAAAAAAAic/zfN76qV0TXk/s320/Temple3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo1Q2UW7-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/3-glabMxNm0/s1600-h/Temple2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222545281464594402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo1Q2UW7-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/3-glabMxNm0/s320/Temple2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a storm on Sunday night; the sky became dark, and the thunder and lightning hovered directly over head; it was absolutely beautiful! Enjoy these photos; they were taken by one of my coworkers, Steve Kugath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo0vGjE0YI/AAAAAAAAAhY/NPAidt-5GAA/s1600-h/Temple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222544701705736578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo0vGjE0YI/AAAAAAAAAhY/NPAidt-5GAA/s320/Temple.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/4339111710186005768-1253838809584966528?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1253838809584966528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=1253838809584966528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1253838809584966528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1253838809584966528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-mid-singles-group-met-and-i.html' title='Enjoy!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHo5Cad-RoI/AAAAAAAAAls/BOPVwLsRRbI/s72-c/P7110994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-1870514126529122433</id><published>2008-07-06T18:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:19:50.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHFn1FBpNRI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5qagHL4J0kA/s1600-h/Sere.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220067604678915346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHFn1FBpNRI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5qagHL4J0kA/s320/Sere.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHFnekN1_3I/AAAAAAAAAbo/2nY1XFUY3ic/s1600-h/janell+profile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220067217914593138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHFnekN1_3I/AAAAAAAAAbo/2nY1XFUY3ic/s320/janell+profile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is Sere (pronounced Sara). She showed up the day that I moved here; how can anyone resist that kind of cuteness?!? I used to think I wasn't a cat person (considering I am allergic to them), but she's growing on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am sporting the new hair cut; I love photo enhancement; it makes everything look soooo much better!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture of my new place; I hung some pictures yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-1870514126529122433?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1870514126529122433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=1870514126529122433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1870514126529122433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/1870514126529122433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/idaho-update.html' title='Idaho Update'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHFn1FBpNRI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5qagHL4J0kA/s72-c/Sere.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-5849636909556031474</id><published>2008-07-05T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:29:18.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surfing in the River'/><title type='text'>Some Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Hello my family and friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some recent photos.  I'm sorry it has taken so long to give an update!  I moved to Idaho, and it is great; teaching has to be one of the best things ever; then again, I teach some pretty cool subject matter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I led my first group of students on a backpacking trip; we had a great time; on the last night of camp, the students thought they saw a bear; it was late at night, so we walked around cleaning up camp, singing!  Singing and yelling very loudly; if there was a bear, I think he left very quickly; nothing like hearing a bunch of tone deaf people singing at the top of their lungs. (Jewels I thought of you as we sang.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the sunrise on the last backpacking trip that I did with my students; I got up at 5:15 am and sat on a mountain ridge. The ridge looked over the Salmon river, and the morning was calm.  It was absolutely gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA6TncM2uI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TcXfbgriayg/s1600-h/P6300865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219736076801596130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA6TncM2uI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TcXfbgriayg/s320/P6300865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my old host family from when I lifed in Germany. I was able to visit them; they are awesome people; it was so wonderful to spend time with them, to see them all grown up, and to love them all the more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA5blbPOXI/AAAAAAAAAao/3NHsZAWpwP8/s1600-h/P5180843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219735114188011890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA5blbPOXI/AAAAAAAAAao/3NHsZAWpwP8/s320/P5180843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA4pvglUVI/AAAAAAAAAag/vmGLJJHirZ0/s1600-h/P5170836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219734257901326674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA4pvglUVI/AAAAAAAAAag/vmGLJJHirZ0/s320/P5170836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this is what has been going on the last little bit; this picture is of surfers in Munich; there is a rapid on the river, that the locals surf! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was pretty cool to watch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-5849636909556031474?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5849636909556031474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=5849636909556031474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5849636909556031474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5849636909556031474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STm7MrtTXV8/SHA6TncM2uI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TcXfbgriayg/s72-c/P6300865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339111710186005768.post-5124565172318627028</id><published>2008-06-22T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:03:38.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say Never</title><content type='html'>Is it not ironic how things work out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over ten years ago I attended college in a little town; the little town had harsh winters and beautiful summers.  When I graduated from the college, I left the small town and began another few adventures.  I never returned to the small town; there was no need; I had experienced the place and learned much during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now over ten years later, here I find myself; the small town has grown a little bit, but it is still the small town that I knew; where the ice will become inches thick, but the summers are the kind that takes a person back to the carefree years of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am mentoring and teaching the very students in whose shoes I once walked; who would have thought, that having sworn I would not become a teacher, is now precisely what I am.  It seems that anything that I have ever said I would never do, I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the job interviews, I was asked a question that I had previously argued with myself about; I felt that it would be a question that was asked of me (I wonder how that happened?!?), and I didn't know if I wanted to answer it.  The question  . . . . well . . . . ask yourself what a difficult question would be for you to answer . . . Sure enough the question was asked, and I answered it in complete honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I found out, that this question was a key point to the reason that I was hired.  The question required me to share an experience that I had which was by far one of the most difficult, eye opening, and purifying things I had ever gone through.  It never occurred to me that this experience would be a catalyst for a life changing opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am . . . a new career, a new home, in a place I NEVER thought I'd come back to, in  a career, that I NEVER expected to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER SAY NEVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-5124565172318627028?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5124565172318627028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=5124565172318627028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5124565172318627028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/5124565172318627028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-say-never.html' title='Never say Never'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-3107400728512302082</id><published>2008-03-31T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:26:52.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past, Present and Future are never what they seem. . .</title><content type='html'>I just got out of the Grand Canyon.  A good friend of mine and I started talking about it back in April; both of us had always wanted to have the experience of backpacking it; we got sick of talking about it and decided to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We submitted our paperwork, and found out that the National Park Service had never received our request.  We decided that it was our destiny to hike that place; so on Monday morning, we arrived at the backcountry office and took our number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour and a half later, several numbers later, and some pretty pathetic begging on our part we walked out of the backcountry office with a permit to hike to Utah Flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah Flats is about a mile past Bright Angel Campground.  When you read the paperwork closer, you discover that it is not just a mile past Brigh Angel Campground, but it is also a mile climb (approximately 2000 feet in one mile) above Bright Angel Campground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand canyon was awesome! I absolutely loved it; the canyon is beautiful; there is a surprise around every corner. It seemed that each time I looked back or ahead the picture changed.  It always amazed me how metaphorical the outdoors can be.  The vision and perception of the life we lead constantly changes, the past, present and future changed as I wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to try it! I am going to lose my big toe nail, and I couldn't walk for about a day after that; all round it was well worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-3107400728512302082?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3107400728512302082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=3107400728512302082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/3107400728512302082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/3107400728512302082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/03/past-present-and-future-are-never-what.html' title='The Past, Present and Future are never what they seem. . .'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-7326435561275940227</id><published>2008-03-09T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:20:32.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My job is to love!</title><content type='html'>I had a really cool moment in the last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day a woman who is not a member of my faith asked me about my faith's doctrine and whether or not the life style that she chose to live would bring condemnation from people of my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her and said, "According to the doctrine of the church, there are things that we believe to be wrong and right; however, your decisions are between you and God; as far as what I understand things as, my job here on this earth is to learn to love my brothers and sisters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both sat in silence for a moment because the spirit testified of this.  It was a really cool experience.   She immediately became less defensive; she had been conditioned to believe that all christians were a hell, fire, and damnation kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me if I believed that she was going to hell for her choices, and again I told her that if a membership of the church ever told her that, they did not know what the heck they were talking about; that the doctrine of the gospel is that the Lord is the final judge, and that it is not my position to pass that kind of judgement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job as a Christian is to love my brothers and sisters; yes, absolutely there are things that are wrong and right, but ultimately the Lord is the final judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-7326435561275940227?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7326435561275940227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=7326435561275940227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7326435561275940227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/7326435561275940227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-job-is-to-love.html' title='My job is to love!'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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-4339111710186005768.post-9126933676363863915</id><published>2008-02-13T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:00:58.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Faith</title><content type='html'>There were times this week that I felt extreme fear; not in a foreboding way, but more in an overwhelmed sort of way; the question, "Can I really do this?  Can I measure up to this?" came into my mind several times . . . anyways, as I have studied this talk, I have been reminded several times that the Lord will be there to guide and assist his children in their experiences, but that we must be willing to be faithful so that He can help us in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I studied a talk entitled "Band of Brothers" given by Elder Wirthlin; he addressed the subject of fear in it; he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear can make us run away from things--things like setting and achieving goals, developing relationships, or becoming the people we know we should become.  Sometimes fear can even paralyze us to the point that we do not even try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear can be a thick fog that smothers our dreams. It can be a cage that restrains us from reaching our destiny. It can be a weight that restrains our every step."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have read what Elder Cook wrote in the below statement, each time I have been struck with the distinct impression that fear is not consistent with the plan of salvation; fear is, in fact, a tool of Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is our faith in Jesus Christ that sustains us at the crossroads of life's journey. It is the first principle of the gospel. Without it we will spin our wheels at the intersection, spending our precious time but getting nowhere. It is Christ who offers the invitation to follow Him, to give Him our burden, and to carry His yoke, "for [His] yoke is easy, and [His] burden is light" (Matthew 11:30).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other name under heaven whereby man can be saved (see Acts 4:12). We must take upon us His name and receive His image in our countenance so that when He comes we will be more like Him (see 1 John 3:2; Alma 5:14). When we choose to follow Christ in faith rather than choosing another path out of fear, we are blessed with a consequence that is consistent with our choice (see D&amp;amp;C 6:34–36).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a promise that when we act in faith, we will be blessed with "consequence that is consistent with our choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves one to determine that when we act out of fear, we reap a consequence that is consistent with our fear laden choice. . . scary isn't it?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan knows that if he can bring fear into our hearts and perhaps stop us from setting and achieving goals, becoming the person that the Lord wants us to be, etc, than he has one more advantage in the battle for our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always tried to live with out fear, but I must confess that when it comes to relationships I have had my fair share of fear; however, after studying these two talks, I am struck with clarity the paralyzing effects that fear can have on our lives--most notably, our eternal lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wirthlin continued in his talk saying, "We may not be immune to being afraid, but we do not have to succumb to it. My friend Harold Brown once said, 'It is better to face fear once, than to live in its shadow.' I believe he is right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes my feelings on this; I am forever grateful for the atonement; the fact that when a fearful thought comes in my mind, that I can pray and ask the Lord to replace it with faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339111710186005768-9126933676363863915?l=janellsadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9126933676363863915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4339111710186005768&amp;postID=9126933676363863915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/9126933676363863915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339111710186005768/posts/default/9126933676363863915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janellsadventures.blogspot.com/2008/02/fear-and-faith.html' title='Fear and Faith'/><author><name>HOLY CRUM!!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08458127655219818098</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></feed>
