<?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-8706685341730515757</id><updated>2011-12-12T19:28:10.764-08:00</updated><category term='Wait'/><category term='First Day in Tokyo'/><category term='All Year Long'/><title type='text'>Outta My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-2113387724074117681</id><published>2011-12-12T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T19:28:10.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke 2:25-35 - Simeon Meets Jesus</title><content type='html'>Waiting - Who likes waiting?!?!?!? I remember when I was in college having to wait in line for everything!!!! Oh, the agony of standing in line to register for classes and not knowing if a space would still be available by the time you reached the table.  I use to say that my social security number, and waiting in line were two of the most important things I learned while attending college!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as we dislike waiting, we actually can learn so much through the process. We live in a "I want it, and I want it now" society, but that is not the way God works.  Read through His word and you will realize that when God calls His servants there is a time of waiting, or preparing before the call/promise is fulfilled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day as I spent time with God, I was reading in Luke chapter 2. Yes, at this time of year, I usually find my way to this very familiar passage. But this year my eyes fell on a group of verses that usually don't get a lot of mention during the Christmas season - Luke 2:25-35.  I have read these verses many times through the years, and was amazed again when I read them last week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God gave Simeon a promise - he would see the Messiah before he died.  But when God gave the promise, Simeon didn't know when it would be fulfilled.  The Bible doesn't say, but I imagine Simeon went to the temple regularly, maybe even daily, to worship God. In his faithfulness to worshiping and serving God, he was in the right place at the right time to receive God's promise - seeing Jesus!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bible also doesn't say how long Simeon had to faithfully wait.  I wonder if some days he thought it was all pointless because it was taking so long to receive the promise.  Yet, he continued to go the temple and to worship God.  He remained faithful to God even in the waiting.  What if Simeon had woken up that morning and decided he was too tired to go to the temple again?!?!? Or what if he decided there was something more exciting for him to do that day instead of visiting the temple? Simeon would have missed meeting Jesus. He would have missed receiving God's promise!  What an example of faithfulness for us to follow. Simeon faithfully waited for God to bring His call to reality, in His perfect timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Faithful is He who calls you, and He also will bring it to pass." 1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-2113387724074117681?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2113387724074117681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=2113387724074117681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/2113387724074117681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/2113387724074117681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/12/luke-225-35-simeon-meets-jesus.html' title='Luke 2:25-35 - Simeon Meets Jesus'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-470527915257046664</id><published>2011-08-02T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:58:53.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even my DADDY gives "happies!"</title><content type='html'>God continues to blow my mind at how He knows every desire, need, and want of my heart. No, He doesn't always give me everything I ask for, or want. But there are times, for no other reason than to show off for me, He gives me a little "happy" to remind me that He knows every thought in the deep places of my heart.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last week I began to have a crazy desire.  One of the soft drinks I have always loved is IBC Cream Soda. There is just something about cream sodas that bring a smile to my face and my heart. Now, I recognize that cream soda has absolutely no eternal value, but it is one of those things that I just really enjoy on this earth.  I haven't really thought about cream sodas in a long time, but as I said, last week I began to have a real craving for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past two years of living in Tokyo, I have found several drinks that I enjoy, Diet Dr. Pepper, Ginger Ale, 7Up, Sprite, etc. but have never seen cream soda.  I had just accepted that this would have to be one of those treats I would only be able to enjoy in America.  Well, over this past weekend I went to one of our local convenience stores and saw a new Pepsi drink on the shelf. No, it wasn't cream soda, but it looked an awful lot like it. So, I decided to buy a bottle and see how it would taste. I was so surprised to find that it is VERY close to the taste of cream soda!!!! A sweet joy filled my heart as I drank that bottle of Pepsi "Caribbean Gold" because I knew that DADDY had heard my desire and gave me a little "happy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I was filled with joy over this little gift from God's hand, I was again reminded that the things He gives is not what really gives me this joy. No, it is God Himself that brings peace and joy to my heart.  Nothing can substitute for His presence; nothing AT ALL!!!!! Yet, He still chooses to give me presents in addition to His presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God thank you for being a Good Father. A Father who knows how to give good gifts His children. But most importantly, You are a Father who gives all of Himself to us. You are my All in All!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I wonder if something can be done about finding Cool-Whip here in Tokyo!!! Too much to ask? Well, we will see!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-470527915257046664?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/470527915257046664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=470527915257046664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/470527915257046664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/470527915257046664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/08/even-my-daddy-gives-happies.html' title='Even my DADDY gives &quot;happies!&quot;'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-1561289994526679851</id><published>2011-03-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:53:40.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, March 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, it has been a few days since I last posted an update.  There has not been any real new news to share until this morning. We received word early this morning that we are being allowed to return to Tokyo on a voluntary basis.  Since it is only 8:30AM on a Saturday morning here, I have not yet spoken with other missionaries about they are deciding to do.  Our leadership has spoken at length with an expert in the field of "all things nuclear" (he has even been a source used by Fox News, and CNN over the past couple of weeks) about our situation. They also contacted him last week before making the decision to evacuate.  At that time he was 100% in agreement that we should leave based on the information that was given at that time.  New information has been gained over the past week, and he agrees that it is safe for us to return to Tokyo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I don't know specifics of when our return will actually happen, but I do know that I am ready to get back. I have received emails from a volunteer agency I have worked with in the past. This group will be preparing supplies to send up north. Our own IMB missionaries who are currently in Kyoto and Osaka have worked together to prepare rice and other essential supplies, and a few men are taking these things to the areas in greatest need.  Those of us in Fukuoka do not have personal vehicles so our ability to help is more limited, but thankfully nothing limits our prayers (except ourselves) and those have been going out in mass supply!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So, that is the latest from my corner of the world. God is good, He is faithful, and He is answering prayers!!!! Don't miss an opportunity today to tell someone of the deeds He has done!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"When my heart was grieved and my spirit embittered, I was senseless and ignorant; I was a brute beast before you. I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand. You guide me with your counsel, and afterwards you will take me into glory.  Whom have I in heaven but you? And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;being with you, I desire nothing on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.  My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever...it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I will tell of all your deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;." Psalm 73:21-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-1561289994526679851?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1561289994526679851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=1561289994526679851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1561289994526679851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1561289994526679851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-march-26.html' title='Saturday, March 26'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-7681194076457051575</id><published>2011-03-21T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:58:55.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, March 22</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a fun and interesting day! We headed out in the morning to begin exploring our "new" city.  As we were walking down the sidewalk some ladies in kimono approached us and asked if we would like to give a donation to the relief effort. For our donation we would receive a Japanese sweet treat and a cup of tea ceremony green tea (it is different from the green tea you buy in a vending machine).  Now try to get this picture in your head, four Americans walking up to a tent filled with Japanese ladies who are learning to perform a proper tea ceremony, and several tv cameras with reporters and sound microphones. They begin recording our every move; from placing our donations in the box, to sitting down on the benches, to eating and drinking.  I SO wanted to take some pictures, but with tv cameras in our faces it would not have been appropriate. So, there we sat with straight backs, big smiles on our faces, trying to be sure to drink the tea in the correct way. Yes, there is a right way and a wrong way to drink the green tea for a tea ceremony.  There is a proper way to hold the cup, and then you must turn it one way, take a sip, then turn it back.  Again, all of this is happening while the cameras are rolling!!!! Then the report walks over to our missionary host and begins asking her questions in Japanese. She shares with him that the three of us have left Tokyo because of the possible danger there. Well, now it becomes like flies attracted to spilt honey.  When we were finished with our sweet and tea we stepped out from the tent and another reporter began asking me if I felt the quake and if I was ok. When I told here about what I felt her expression changed to real concern that I was alright.  After we returned home a couple of the neighbors called our host couple to tell them they had seen us on the local evening news!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were walking through a small park, Nancy had the opportunity to talk with a Japanese mom and her son in English.  Nancy shared a manga with them and asked the mom to please read it and get in touch if she had questions or wanted to know more about the story. The manga is actually the book of Luke put into manga form (comic book). So, even just walking the streets God's Word was shared yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our leadership is planning to meet again Friday to discuss "what now," for the mission personnel.  Thank you for your continued prayers for everyone (American and Japanese) involved in this situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A verse that has ministered to my heart since Sunday is Colossians 1:17.  "He (Christ) is before all things, and in Him all things hold together."  When we feel like the world around us is falling apart we should remember that Christ holds &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; things together.  How comforting to know this fact about our Savior.  No matter what we are walking through or dealing with, our God is in control and His hands are big enough to hold all the pieces firmly together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to see what God's adventure for us today will be......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-7681194076457051575?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7681194076457051575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=7681194076457051575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7681194076457051575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7681194076457051575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuesday-march-22.html' title='Tuesday, March 22'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-7386375190997133698</id><published>2011-03-20T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:43:31.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, March 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;It is a rainy Monday morning here in Fukuoka. We will be heading out into our "new" city today to learn how to get around. All of the m's are now safely in new locations. We are all now from Kyoto, south and west to Fukuoka.  Please pray that as we settle into our new locations we will adjust quickly so we can also begin to minister to our new neighbors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;Yesterday we had a sweet time of worship together at home. It was good to dig into God's Word and hear how He is speaking to each of us.  Nancy asked if we needed the over head light on so we could read better, and I immediately thought, "No, we need to conserve the electricity." Even after a week, a mindset/habit was formed. We went out to eat lunch and then to the grocery to pick up a few "comfort food" items.  It was comforting to see shelves fully stocked with food. And the prices are lower here. Confirmation once again that Tokyo really is the most expensive city.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;I still have moments when it feels as though the ground is moving. I stop and think, "Is that another one?" It is all in my mind, but it still feels so incredibly real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;The following verses and song were on my heart this morning during my time with DADDY.  I wanted to share them because no matter what a follower of Christ is walking through, these can bring His peace and comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I (The LORD) said, 'You are my servant'; I have chosen you and have not rejected you. So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:9b-10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sky is gray and the light is far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sea is a rage within my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I turn my sight to the crashing waves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cry in the night just to be saved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I need eyes to be my guide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need a voice that's louder than mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need hope and I need You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I can't do this alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grace, I call Your name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, won't Your smile fall over me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm cracked and dry on hands and knees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh sweet grace, rain down on me, I need You, grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray for dawn, a new day to live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray for mercy, only Jesus gives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though darkness falls and a million cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believe over all there's a greater light shining for us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I need eyes to be my guide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need a voice that's louder than mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need hope and I need You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I can't do this alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need You, grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I call You, grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need You, grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amazing grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need You, grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Grace," Phil Wickham&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-7386375190997133698?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7386375190997133698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=7386375190997133698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7386375190997133698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7386375190997133698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/monday-march-21.html' title='Monday, March 21'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-4704360096282524982</id><published>2011-03-19T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:39:40.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, March 20 - Now Coming to You From Fukuoka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, we have safely arrived in Fukuoka, Japan! Yesterday was a good day, just very long! We left Tokyo around 11:30am and traveled south/west for about 7 hours to Kyoto. We were in one of two vans traveling together. In Kyoto, myself and the three other singles were dropped off at the Kyoto train station so we could catch the bullet train to Fukuoka. This was my first time traveling by bullet train, and was a little sad it was at night because I couldn't see much of the view. Oh well, being an American tourist isn't the purpose of this trip now is it? So, the train ride was a little less than 3 hours, and we arrived in Fukuoka around 10:00pm. By the time we got to the home where we are now staying it was close to 11:00pm, and I was in the bed a little past midnight.  As I said, it was a good day, just very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Most of the m's are located in the Osaka area. The four singles and one other family have relocated here to Fukuoka. Again, we do not know how long we will be here. We are all praying that it won't be long!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We did get word that the family from Sendai was able to get on one of the buses provided by the US Government, and should have arrived in Tokyo late Saturday night.  This family and another couple will depart Tokyo this morning (Sunday), and head to Osaka to join the other m's there.  We are all so thankful they were able to get on the bus from Sendai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As we traveled yesterday, we stopped a couple of times to rest and fill the vans with gas. It felt a little strange to walk into the convenience stores and see the shelves fully stocked. I haven't seen that in a week.  Of course, the further away from Tokyo that we got, the more life was "normal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Our M host told us on the drive to her house last night, that a beach is not far from their home! I am looking forward to some time with DADDY while I am here, listening to His voice on the water, and feeling His touch in the wind. Yes, I am out of Tokyo, but this is far from over. I realized as I crawled into bed last night, just how tired I was. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. Now, please don't read more into that statement than I am intending to share - I really am great!!!!! It is just that I realized what a toll the events of the last week really did take on me.  Last night was the first night in 8 nights that I did not sleep fully dressed. We were having so many aftershocks that I just felt better prepared that way.  When I stepped in the shower this morning, I was not worried that another tremor/quake would happen at that moment. Now, these are SO minor compared to what so many people are living with each day. Please do not think I am complaining at all. I am deeply humbled and grateful to have the provisions I do, and to be with a company that takes SUCH good care of it's people! I really am blessed beyond what I deserve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We will have worship this morning with our hosts here in their home. I am looking forward to worshipping our amazing God with them today.  We will have a few days to just catch our breath, and then we will see what each day "holds" after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Please continue your prayers for me, the other m's, our Japanese friends who many of us left as we were evactuated, and the many people still suffering in the worst hit areas.  Also, a bit of info about the work going on at the nuclear site.  I have been told my several friends that the Japanese man in charge of getting the electrical lines reconnected at the nuclear plant is a Christian. We have not officially confirmed this information, but again I have heard it from different/unconnected friends. As I have said many times before, God is at work in this country! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, guess I better close for now. Be His witness today in the place He has planted you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This is the song God has put on my heart today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Oh Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder; Thy power throughout the universe displayed. Then sings my soul, My Savior, God to Thee. 'How great Thou art. How great Thou art.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then sings my soul, My Savior, God to Thee. 'How great Thou art. How great Thou art.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing; Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then sings my soul, My Savior, God to Thee. 'How great Thou art. How great Thou art.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then sings my soul, My Savior, God to Thee. 'How great Thou art. How great Thou art.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation, and take me home, what joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow, in humble adoration, and then proclaim: 'My God, how great Thou art!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then sings my soul, My Savior, God to Thee. 'How great Thou art. How great Thou art.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-4704360096282524982?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4704360096282524982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=4704360096282524982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4704360096282524982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4704360096282524982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-march-20-now-coming-to-you-from.html' title='Sunday, March 20 - Now Coming to You From Fukuoka!'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-633648171665595946</id><published>2011-03-17T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:39:43.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 3/18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, as I have mentioned in a previous post, each morning brings new news! This morning the first call of the day was to inform me that we were being told to evacuate Tokyo by tomorrow (Saturday).  Honestly, that was not the news I wanted to hear.  I am sure many of you are thinking, "I would want to get out of there as fast as I could." That couldn't be further from what I am thinking right now. But we are people who live under authority, so when my leaders say "go," I go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I did have a bag mostly packed yesterday before I went to bed last night. But today it has been packed and repacked a few times. Each time, a few more things are taken out.  I have to keep telling myself that this is not permanent. I will return. I am not leaving these "things" with so many memories attached forever. But then I stop and realize, does it really matter if I were leaving them for the last time?  I have gone through the apartment and taken all non-replaceable photos out of their frames and packed them in my bag. Other than that I only have clothes, important papers/documents, and basic toiletries packed.  Any of you who know me well know this process has not been easy. I have thought several times over the past couple of days that it was just two years ago during this time that I was coming to the end of two months of packing up, giving away, or throwing out all of my earthly belongings in order to sell and move out of my house.  I wonder if I will ever learn God's lesson about storing up treasures here on this earth!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.  But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."  Matthew 6:19-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;OK, I guess in this case I could add to the list in these verses, "where you have to walk away from them because of a natural disaster." I said to another missionary yesterday that this experience has left an impression on me as far as shopping. The next time I am walking through one of my favorite shops I hope I stop and ask myself, "Do you really need that teacup? Will it really matter if you end up having to walk away from it?" Oh how I desire to not be so attached to earthly belongings. "Lord, I am trying to learn. Please continue to be patient with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So, we are heading to Fukuoka, Japan tomorrow sometime before noon. We will travel by van from Tokyo to Kyoto, then most likely take a bullet train from there on to Fukuoka.  The couple driving the van will stay with IMB personnel in Kyoto while the four singles will travel by train.  We will be staying with two mission families until leadership decides it is safe to return.  The van ride will include 6 adults and one cat, plus our luggage (one bag per person), and will probably be 5+ hours. Not exactly sure on that, but have heard the bullet train between Tokyo and Kyoto is about 3 hours, so I added a couple since we will NOT be on the bullet train tomorrow.  Now, doesn't that sound like a fun van ride to you?!?!?!?! I am thankful to have a van to travel in, so not really complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Trying to look at this journey as the "glass half full." I will be seeing a part of Japan I have not seen, nor would I have probably ever gone.  I have been trying to visit Kyoto ever since I arrived, so at least I will be able to say I stepped foot in Kyoto. Won't really get to see the "sights," but for now that is ok.  I have also thought it would be really neat to go to the Japan Sea side of Japan so I could put my toes in the Sea of Japan. So far in my life I have stepped in the Atlantic, the Pacific, the Gulf of Mexico, and the mouth of the Amazon. One more body of water would be cool. Well, Fukuoka is on the Sea of Japan side of the country.  Maybe I will get to put my toes in that water after all. Oooo, just realized, might need to paint those toes first.  hahahahaha!!! I have also wanted to ride the bullet train. Yes, I have lived in Japan for almost 2 years and have not ridden the bullet train. BTW, it is expensive to buy a ticket for the train. It is basically like buying a plane ticket. But with this journey, looks like I might get to ride the bullet train too.  I hope if you are reading this post you also know my heart well. I realize that in light of the events taking place in the northern part of Japan, these things I have just listed are so trivial. Again, just trying to keep a sense of humor and looking at "the bright side" of this situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Guess I better go. Need to do some more cleaning and packing before it too much more of this day goes away. Again, for those of you who know me well, you know that I am not the Queen of Neat Freaks. In fact on the cabinet just inside my front door, I have a plaque that reads, "Welcome to my loose interpretation of clean." :) So, got a bit to do before laying my head on the pillow tonight.  No worries, it will get done before I leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thanks again for your prayers. As I have mentioned on my FaceBook posts, I really do have God's peace that passes all human understanding.  I believe that is in large part because of your faithful prayers for me and the people of this country.  Please don't stop praying. I heard yesterday that there has been another new believer!!!! Praise the LORD! God IS being glorified in this nation of the rising sun!!!! Again, wouldn't it be amazing to one day see Japan as The Land of the Risen Son?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Signing off from Tokyo. Catch up after reaching Fukuoka!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-633648171665595946?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/633648171665595946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=633648171665595946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/633648171665595946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/633648171665595946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-318.html' title='Friday, 3/18'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-7847104674008765736</id><published>2011-03-16T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:16:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, 3/17/11, on "God Mountain!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDOuG0aur0k/TYF6bzsA4NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E5PIQWV6lNs/s1600/store1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDOuG0aur0k/TYF6bzsA4NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E5PIQWV6lNs/s200/store1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584879631065997522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The pictures loaded in the opposite order that I have written about below. So as you read, please look at the pictures from bottom to top rather than top to bottom. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xgGD41Mey_g/TYF6bh-mIAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/62PKhJNRsWc/s1600/karaoke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xgGD41Mey_g/TYF6bh-mIAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/62PKhJNRsWc/s200/karaoke.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584879626312097794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_DtxdXUJeQ/TYF6baXO5FI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6fE7b7A0iGQ/s1600/starbucks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_DtxdXUJeQ/TYF6baXO5FI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6fE7b7A0iGQ/s200/starbucks.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584879624267949138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQqid7o4lyE/TYF6bCxAUzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/evziGV00VW0/s1600/storewait.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQqid7o4lyE/TYF6bCxAUzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/evziGV00VW0/s200/storewait.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584879617933595442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YMvFwvbQLA/TYF6a13_IgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aPhmGAetYuE/s1600/chuo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YMvFwvbQLA/TYF6a13_IgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aPhmGAetYuE/s200/chuo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584879614473216514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Yes, it is Thursday, March 17th, but I won't be celebrating St. Patty's Day today. Of course, I never really did when I was in the States either. I have decided to stay home today for several reasons, the biggest is that I do not have a need to travel, so I want to help my not using the trains today.  Speaking of using trains, the a couple of the pictures I have included with this post are from Shinjuku Station. This was yesterday around 10AM on the Chuo Line platform.  Those of you who have been to Tokyo will really understand the significance of these pictures.  The Chuo Line is the train that as a volunteer you traveled on from Shinjuku to Mitaka, Kichijoji, Kokubunji, and Tachikawa.  For those of you not familiar with the trains in Tokyo, Shinjuku is one of the busiest (if not the busiest) stations in the world!!! The Chuo Line is one of the busiest in Tokyo, and at 10AM there are typically a lot of people on this platform waiting for the next train. Of course 10AM is not the working rush hour, so what I usually see are people out shopping, college students traveling to class, the older population out running errands, but not yesterday.  When I showed these pictures to K-san, she was even very surprised! I am assuming that people are doing what the government is asking us to do, and that is restrict unnecessary train travel in order to help conserve electricity.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You will also notice a couple of pictures of people lined up waiting. One is a line which formed outside of the basement store at the Shinjuku station. I am sure they are waiting to go down and get basic groceries.  Stores here do not really open until 10AM on a normal day.  I have seen that some of the bread stores have large crowds early in the morning. K-san mentioned that yesterday she was at her grocery store very early to get some items.  We are finding that after lunch most things are gone for the day.  In Japan, the people don't shop for groceries like we do in the States. What I mean is that many go to the store every day, or every couple of days. The reason is because their apartments/homes are quite small and they don't have space to store a lot of extra food. Also their refrigerators are smaller.  Now, for me, I am in an apartment built for Americans. So, I have an American refrigerator, and plenty of cabinets, and therefore, I am stocked up well with food. As long as we have electricity I am good. I have been picking up items each day which do not required cooking, just in case, but right now I am good as far as food is concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The other picture of people lined up is outside of a Starbucks in Kokubunji just before 2PM.  I have never seen this store closed but right now they are not opening until 2PM and closing at 6PM.  Again, they are trying to help conserve electricity.  Many stores are opening and closing at hours different from normal operating hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Again, for those of you who have been to Kokubunji, the next picture is of an arcade which one of you (Jared A.) played the drum video game at during our '07 trip.  Also in the picture is the entrance to the karaoke place where we use to have our Sunday evening Bible study/church. Jackson Way folks, this is where you went during your trip in '09. Both of these "stores" are usually open at this time, so it was strange to not hear the sounds of the games being played and the voices of students talking and laughing on the street outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The next picture is of a convenience store I stop in regularly. The shelves in every store look like these pictures.  Doesn't mean we can't get things. I took these pictures late in the afternoon, so the daily supply was just gone for that day. We are NOT starving!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am reading on American news sites some headlines are saying there is panic in Tokyo. That could NOT be further from the truth. Is there deep concern, yes. But panic like we see in America or the other countries, absolutely NOT! There is a difference in the "air" here. Meaning that although the people are usually quiet anyway, there is a more somber silence now. But, people are not running around screaming and crying. They are very calm and steady, which is typical of the Japanese. They form single file, orderly lines and wait patiently until it is their turn. I have heard that some people up north are waiting 2 - 4 hours to get fresh water, or gas for their cars. But again, there is not "panic" like we as Americans are use to seeing. Is there serious concern? Definitely. I have yet to meet with a person who does not talk about the scare of the nuclear situation. But everyone seems to be trying to take necessary precautions while going about life as normal as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We are still having big aftershocks. Tuesday morning at 5AM I woke up to a shake different than any I had felt so far in Tokyo. It did not last long, but instead of moving side to side, it moved up and down. I literally was bounced (not very far) up from my bed. I have been told that this kind of quake is what is typical for the Kanto area, which is where Tokyo is located.  My Japanese friends, later that day, confirmed that it was the Kanto type quake. Then Tuesday night we had another "big" shake. It registered here at a 3 on the Japanese scale. I realize that compared to the 9 quake from Friday a 3 is minor, but these days anything over a 1 gets the adrenaline pumping. I confess that one shook me up a little bit. I am really ok now, but the shake happened around 10:30pm and I just couldn't get to sleep until 2:30-3:00AM. Was SO thankful for God's Word, which I opened soon after, and some wonderful praise music, and harp music I have downloaded on my phone.  Still amazed at how music can be very calming for the spirit.  We had another good shake last night (Wednesday), again around 10:45pm. I was actually already in bed asleep, but woke up and began praying.  Again, we are all ok. I don't want to "sugar coat" things, or make anything out to be worse than it really is, so will be honest and say that the number and magnitude of these tremors/quakes does begin to ware on you.  I have wished several times that I could go to the shoes in my closet and find a pair of ruby slippers to put on so I could click my heels three times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.  He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:28-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This is some of the latest news from the mission family in Sendai:  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;On an amazingly upbeat note, Kevin Qualls, whose family's safety you prayed for writes, "As we have continued to check on friends, today by phone because of the rain and snow, we found out that my friend, whom I made when I joined the cooking class last term and whom we have been witnessing to and praying for, accepted Christ on the 13th. His wife is a believer and we are all praising the Lord for this new brother in the Lord." Lord, You continue to amaze us! (Our leadership is currently putting together a temporary relocation plan for the Qualls.)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Praise God for this awesome news of a new believer. I am sure there are other stories like this happening throughout this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thanks for "holding the ropes" for us through your prayers! God is to be praised at ALL times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/8706685341730515757-7847104674008765736?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7847104674008765736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=7847104674008765736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7847104674008765736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7847104674008765736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/thursday-31711-on-god-mountain.html' title='Thursday, 3/17/11, on &quot;God Mountain!&quot;'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDOuG0aur0k/TYF6bzsA4NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E5PIQWV6lNs/s72-c/store1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-1737855097598807938</id><published>2011-03-15T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T02:25:52.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest News From Kamiyama ("God Mountain")</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(A little explanation of the title - Yes, I live in Tokyo. But Tokyo is kind of like a state in the USA. The "city" I live in is Shibuya, and the "district" I am in is Kamiyama. So, the literal translation of Kamiyama is "God Mountatin." Kami=God; yama=mountain.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, it is Wednesday morning, and just like you, we wake up to the latest news from the events happening just to our north. Each time I turn on the tv or go online it is to find out what the "bad news" is they will tell us today. BUT, you know what else comes each morning? God's mercies (compassions)!!!! "Because of the LORD'S great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail, they are new every morning; great is YOUR faithfulness. I say to myself, 'The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him.'" Lamentations 3:22-24 These words from DADDY are my "ace of spades." They "trump" anything else I read or hear. So thankful for His love, mercy, grace, comfort, peace, faithfulness...and the list goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I also find it interesting that these verses are found in the book of Lamentations!!! In a chapter titled, "Hope in the midst of affliction!" Happenstance? I think NOT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Heading out today for my weekly Bible study with K-san and N-san. God's Word is going out during this time!!!! I pray that as each person who hears about God's love, they will open the doors of their heart to let in our loving and almighty Savior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-1737855097598807938?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1737855097598807938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=1737855097598807938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1737855097598807938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1737855097598807938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/latest-news-from-kamiyama-god-mountain.html' title='The Latest News From Kamiyama (&quot;God Mountain&quot;)'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-8167530569590921945</id><published>2011-03-14T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T05:01:52.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2cl7rb0ylE/TX4DK4Fr-gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-rGl6gPSoU4/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2cl7rb0ylE/TX4DK4Fr-gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-rGl6gPSoU4/s200/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583904073375808002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Here in Tokyo, today (March 14th) was White Day! A holiday where you give a gift of white chocolate. It is sort of like the other bookend of Valentine's Day where you usually give milk/dark chocolate.  There is a bit more to the tradition of this holiday than that, but that is not why I am writing to you. I am sure you can "Google" it to find out the details if you really want to know more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Well anyway, from what I have heard the rolling blackouts didn't happen as much as planned today. People conserved energy enough so service wasn't stopped in most areas! Here in Shibuya we were told that we would not lose any electricity as the 23 wards of central Tokyo needed power for the companies, and government offices to run today. So, as of now I have power, gas, and water. Very thankful for it, but am trying to do my part and use each as little as necessary. Many train lines were/are not working, also to save power. Many stores/small businesses/restaurants are closed, or open but close by 6PM-7PM. Just like in HSV when snow has been predicted, the stores were sold out of bread and milk, and also toilet paper and batteries.  Interesting that it doesn't matter where you are from, the basic necessities of life are the same. As I was out in the city today, it appeared on the outside that life was somewhat back to "normal." But you could feel it in the air that this was a different day. While I was sitting in the waiting room of my doctor's office another tremor hit.  I must confess that it was more than a bit unnerving to hear the glass wall of windows rattle.  There were two separate parents wit their children also in the room. The three of us (adults) all made eye contact, and they both immediately went back to reading with their children to help keep them calm. It was nothing like on Friday, but enough to get the adrenaline pumping, especially because this time I was not at home.  I am so thankful for the hope I have been given through Jesus Christ. Praying for many opportunities to share His love and hope with these incredibly resilient people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;One of my Japanese Christian FB friends had this to say, "The situation is really bad here but we Japanese are strong enough to get through this horrible situation...Please keep praying for Japan." I pray that as she has found strength in Christ, the Japanese people will realize that they need His salvation and strength too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;I was reminded today by a colleague of Romans 8:38-39. "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." How precious yet powerful are the words of those two verses. How comforting it is to know that nothing, absolutely nothing can separate us from the love of God through Christ Jesus!!!! For those of us with control issues, (hehehehe) Paul even covers the fact that the future won't even separate us from God's love. The future that we have little if any control over. But we know and should trust the One who does have control over it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;We have finally received another message from the mission family who lives in Sendai (the missionaries closest to the epicenter). They are all doing well, and electricity has just been restored. Their neighbors have been good to be sure they know what is being announced and what they should be doing.  They have decided at this time to stay where they are to continue to minister to those God brings to them.  Please continue to lift this family to DADDY.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;I too have a couple of friends who are emailing me with current announcements to be sure I am aware of what is being shared by the leaders. Are you friends or neighbors with any internationals in your area? When there is emergency news being broadcast, have you thought about contacting them to be sure they know what is going on? I confess that thought never occurred to me before this situation.  I encourage you to think about your "neighbors" the next time you hear that newscast, it really means a lot when you are not 100% sure what they are saying on the TV.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;I know you are hearing all sorts of news reports about the condition of things here. Honestly, in Tokyo, we really are ok.  As for the nuclear reactor concerns, we are also fine. We have not become "glow in the dark missionaries" yet, and don't think we will any time soon. Don't mean to make light of the situation, but finding humor does help a person work through the process. So, we really are doing well. We are waiting for the initial recovery to be complete so we can assess how we as a mission can "hit the ground" to help. We are not equipped to help with what is truly needed at this point in time, so we will wait until God opens the opportunities for which He has equipped us to help. Please pray specifically for the missionaries: wisdom, discernment, and connection with God during this time of waiting and seeking His direction. And that we will seize the moments given to us now to minister to those here in Tokyo who are also figuring out how to live through this tragic event.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;P.S. The picture is one I captured from the Japan Meteorological Agency. It is a graphic of the earthquake on Friday. Amazing that almost the entire country is covered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-8167530569590921945?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8167530569590921945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=8167530569590921945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8167530569590921945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8167530569590921945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/here-in-tokyo-today-march-14th-was.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2cl7rb0ylE/TX4DK4Fr-gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-rGl6gPSoU4/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-3955866823414191276</id><published>2011-01-27T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:28:51.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Still Making the Impossible Possible!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/TUIoiKGD7hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hTeAoOoID4g/s1600/DSC07712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/TUIoiKGD7hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hTeAoOoID4g/s200/DSC07712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567056656673795602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;I have a great God Story to share with you! So, when you have a few minutes, because this is long, grab a cup of your favorite coffee/tea and read about how God is still in the business of making the "impossible," possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;O LORD, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done marvelous things, things planned long ago." Isaiah 25:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;This past summer we had a group of 33 high school and college interns serving with us here in Tokyo. Part of this group used a phrase all summer that really struck a chord with me, "God's ancient work."  We are all a part of God's ancient work!  Think about that for a minute.  What God is doing in and through you, He has been doing for years in and through His servants who are willing and obedient to Him.  In the verse above, Isaiah even referred to God's ancient work with the phrase, "...things planned long ago."  Well, I want to share how God is continuing His ancient work in/through me here in Tokyo, and how He continues to make what seems impossible to the human eye, possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Most of you have been partnered with me on this God journey from the beginning, back in March/April 2009.  And most of you know that from the time God called me to come to Japan, I believed He was calling me here for 3 years, and then possibly to return as a career missionary.  You also know those plans seemed to have changed this time last year when I was told that I could only stay for 2 years, and that a 3rd year was not possible because it would take a "slot" away from someone wanting to come for 2 years.  Each time someone in leadership (from my local leadership all the way up the "chain" to Richmond, VA) told me that I would not be allowed to stay beyond 2 years, I told them (and myself), "I am not to trust in horses or chariots, but only in the name of the Lord my God."  I didn't know how it would happen but I believed so strongly in my God and the knowledge of what He had called me to do that I tried to keep pressing onward and upward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Well, as time kept marching on, and with each month that passed, the news from the company did not change.  Then I got the news that I was given a three month extension! This put my departure at July 17th instead of April 19th.  I was so thrilled that things had changed enough to at least allow me a few more months in the place I have come to love and that I know God has called me to.  As I have mentioned in past prayer updates, even with this new departure date, I still couldn't see what was to come beginning July 18th.  I knew God was in control, so I never really worried, but I just couldn't "figure out" why God had called me here for three years, but was only allowing me to stay for two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;In the fall, I began to accept that things with the company were not going to change and that I needed to begin preparing myself to return to the States in July.  All the time thinking I might could come back to Japan through a different company/job. In fact, I had begun asking about the process of renting an apartment here in the city, thinking that maybe I was suppose to be here a third year, just not with the IMB (International Mission Board).  I have had a couple of possible job offers outside of the Board. Although I was staying "open minded" about them, I just was not able to get His perfect peace either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;The weekend of January 8th, the missionaries from Tokyo and north of Tokyo met for our yearly meeting, and our Sub-cluster leader was there too. I have talked with him several times over the past year about my situation, and was able to sit down with him again during this weekend meeting.  He again said that as far as he knew things had not changed, and advised me to contact the office in Richmond to see what possible career positions were available for me throughout East Asia, or in other affinity groups (countries/people groups).  So, I sent an email to the person responsible for assigning candidates to open positions and asked him what I needed to do to begin the process of applying for a career position.  Now, here is where this story gets interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;In his reply to me, he asked if I was interested in staying for a third year.  He said that there are currently no career jobs on the books for Japan that I qualify for, but staying here a third year might put me in a better position down the road. All that needed to happen was for my supervisor to make an appeal to our affinity leader on my behalf.  WHAT?!?!?!?!? I sent the email to my supervisor who was as shocked as I was to read his reply.  Come to find out, the concern of a "slot" being taken away from someone else is, for some reason, no longer an issue. Things have somehow changed, and my staying a third year no longer creates that issue.  So, the wrestling in my heart began at this point.  I knew God had called me here, but I had already begun to accept that I was going "home" in July. I had let my mind shift to returning to the States, which created a challenge for me.  What should I do? Where was God in the middle of all of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;I asked my supervisor to make the appeal and see what our affinity leader's answer would be.  If you know anything about a Southern Baptist organization, you know decisions don't always happen quickly! So, I was thinking it would take a month or two for everyone involved to make this decision, and I would have a little more time to process it myself. Well, nope! Less than two days later we got word that I had been approved for a third year of service!  On top of that, my supervisor had not even had time to make the official appeal before I was given the approval!  What a God thing!!!! Of course I was still struggling with what I should do. I mean, my parents and my friends were all getting ready for me to come "home" in 6 months. How could I come back now I say, "Nope, just kiddin'. I'm staying for another year."  Some of you have shared your concerns about how much my parents have missed me, and that was also a part of my struggle.  But, once I shared this news with Mom and Dad, their immediate reaction was that of excitement and joy.  There was not one second of hesitation on their part, they knew immediately that this was from God and were praising Him for it! I am SO grateful to have parents who are not just supportive of me, and I want to brag on them just a little. They are 110% behind me, and have let me know that even though they do miss me, I can not let that cause me to not follow God's leading and call! I am just too blessed beyond what I deserve! So, those of you concerned about my parents, thank you for caring, and thank you for loving on them in my absence. They need your love, support, prayers, shoulders, and ears. But please understand, they are ok with my being here, because it is where God wants me to be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Then, God took me to the story of Zechariah and Elisabeth in the book of Luke.  In the footnotes from Luke 1:20 of my Bible was the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Zechariah thought it incredible that he and his wife, at their old age, could conceive a child.  But what God promises, he delivers.  And God delivers on time! You can have complete confidence that God will keep his promises. Their fulfillment may not be the next day, but they will be "at their proper time."  If you are waiting for God to answer some request or to fill some need, remain patient.  No matter how impossible God's promises may seem, what he has said in his Word will come true at the right time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Then He took me to the verse at the top of this God story, Isaiah 25:1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"O LORD, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done marvelous things, things planned long ago." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;How could I deny God was confirming that He was smack in the middle of my staying in Japan for another year!  So, saying all the above to share with you, I have accepted the extension, and will be in Tokyo until April 2012 to continue "God's ancient work" in me, and in Japan!  "To God be the glory, great things He hath done!"  Thank you so much for being on the journey of faith with me!!! My prayer is that this story from God will be an encouragement, and faith strengthener for you too.  If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; has called you to something, or promised something that seems impossible in your eyes (or in the eyes of those around you), don't forget what the angel Gabriel said to Mary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"For nothing is impossible with God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; Luke 1:37&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Thank you for taking a few minutes of your precious time to read this God story.  And again, I thank you for praying for/with me and the people of Japan. God is at work in this incredible country, and He is obviously not finished with me here either.  As you pray for me and the Japanese, I challenge you to pray the same prayers for yourselves and the people in your neighborhood, work office, or school.  In Acts 1:8, Jesus commanded us to begin missions in our "Jerusalem." Whatever city you live in is your "Jerusalem," and that is where missions for you begins.  As much as the people in Japan need to hear about Jesus, the people in your city need to hear about Him too. Will you be His hands and feet today in the place where He has planted you? That is what I pray for you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Until next time, know that I love you and miss you, and am deeply grateful for you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;FROG,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Sharon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:17.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"I am sending you to them to open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan to God, so that they may receive forgiveness of sins and a place among those who are sanctified by faith in me." Acts 26:17b-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&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/8706685341730515757-3955866823414191276?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3955866823414191276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=3955866823414191276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3955866823414191276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3955866823414191276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/gods-still-making-impossible-possible.html' title='God&apos;s Still Making the Impossible Possible!!!!'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/TUIoiKGD7hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hTeAoOoID4g/s72-c/DSC07712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-7579803557752484424</id><published>2010-12-11T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:39:20.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Bells</title><content type='html'>Christmas Songs!!! Which one just came to your mind? Do you have a favorite? I know one of my Mom's favorites is "Carol of the Bells." Can't you hear the voices singing it? "Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells..." A favorite of mine has always been "Sweet Little Jesus Boy" in large part because for as many years as I can remember, my Mom has sung it at our church's Christmas Eve service. In fact last year, a good friend worked his magic and made it possible for me to watch my Mom sing live through the incredible technology of skype!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, out of all the incredible Christmas songs there are to choose from, one has rung anew in my heart this year.  It is "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" by Casting Crowns.  Have you listened to this new version of the traditional carol? Here are the lyrics: (You can watch a YouTube video of them performing this song by clicking the first picture link at the top of this blog page.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I heard the bells on Christmas day, their old familiar carols play, and mild and sweet their songs repeat, of peace on earth goodwill to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bells are ringing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a choir their singing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my heart I hear them (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace on earth good will to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in despair I bow my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said. "For hate is strong and mocks the song," of peace on earth goodwill to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the bells are ringing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a choir singing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone hear them? (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace on earth goodwill to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then rang the bells more loud and deep; God is not dead nor does He sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Peace on earth, peace on earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wrong shall fail, the right prevail; with peace on earth goodwill to man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Goodwill to man)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then ringing singing on it's way, the world revolved from night to day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A voice, a chime, a chain sublime, with peace on earth goodwill to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bells they're ringing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a choir singing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With our hearts we hear them (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace on earth goodwill to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hear the bells, they're ringing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like an angel singing (Peace on Earth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open your hearts and hear them (Peace on Earth, goodwill to man)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace on earth, peace on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace on earth, goodwill to man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I listen to this song, I am struck with the question, "Am I ringing my bell for Christ?"  Have you every listened to a hand bell choir perform? The skill and precision create such a beautiful sound to the audience listening.  As Christ followers we are the "bells" in His eternal handbell choir.  He has designed you specially for His glory and to sound His love to the world around you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hear the bells ringing?  Do the people in your office, neighborhood, grocery store, school halls, or church hear His amazing song ringing through your life? In this world it is easy to get discouraged because there doesn't seem to be peace on earth, and it seems that hate is strong and mocks the song of peace on earth goodwill to man. But be strong because the bells are ringing loud and deep, "God is not dead nor does He sleep. The wrong shall fail, the right prevail; with peace on earth goodwill to man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you laid your "bell" in the hand of the Master Conductor so He can create the master piece which will draw the lost to Himself?  Ring aloud for Him. Ring out His sweet melody to everyone you see and meet.  This dark world needs the melody of our Saviour, and He has designed you to be a part of His choir. Let Him ring true through you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-7579803557752484424?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7579803557752484424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=7579803557752484424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7579803557752484424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7579803557752484424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-bells.html' title='Christmas Bells'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-7730170497850824441</id><published>2010-08-13T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:28:38.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the Cost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"As they were walking along the road, a man said to him, 'I will follow you wherever you go.'  Jesus replied, 'Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.'  Still another said, ' I will follow you, Lord; but first let me go back and say good-by to my family.' Jesus replied, 'No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service to the kingdom of God.'" Luke 9:57-58, 61-62.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What does Jesus want from us? Total dedication, not half-hearted commitment. We can't pick and choose among Jesus' ideas and follow him selectively; we have to accept the cross along with the crown, judgment as well as mercy.  We must count the cost and be willing to abandon everything else that has given us security. With our focus on Jesus, we should allow nothing to distract us from the manner of living that he calls good and true." &lt;i&gt;Life Application Bible, p.1820; Luke 9:62&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the American Christian Church we often speak of "counting the cost" of following Jesus. But, do we really understand what that phrase means? Do we really understand what it means to "pay it all" for Him? I am realizing that we need to be very careful using some of the phrases we use in the church today, because I am not sure we really understand the depth of what they mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 months ago I worked alongside some very dear friends as we packed up my belongings in order for me to move out of my house, as I was preparing to follow my Jesus to the ends of the earth. I joked at that time that I had a better understanding of why the rich young ruler had such a hard time deciding to sell his belongings in order to follow Jesus.  Last year I stored, gave away, threw away, or sold all of my earthly belongings.  Little did I know then that the counting of the cost was not over! Oh no, not by a long shot!  I am learning that it is not a one time deal, but a daily process followers of Christ must go through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you hold most dear to your heart? Think about that just a second. Honestly, what is the one thing, or few things that are the most important to you? Those things that you think to yourself, "I would follow Jesus anywhere as long as he doesn't ask me to give this up..."  We can not serve two masters at one time! We just can't do it! God is a jealous god. If we really want to follow Him, we must be willing to hold everything/person in the palm of our hands, with our fingers stretched out wide! That's right, not clutching them tightly in our fists. When we clutch them tightly, it just hurts more when God asks us to let go of them. If we hold them in an open palm, we are acknowledging that they are not really ours, and He is free to do with them as He sees best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we put anything higher than Him, we are loving the creation more than the Creator.  What does abandoning all for Him mean to you? Well, I thought I had that phrase all figured out last year. Oh how wrong I was! Choosing to follow Jesus is a daily choosing to sacrifice yourself and everything outside of Him that gives us security.  Jesus wants total dedication. Will you let Him show you what that means in your life? I haven't figured it all out yet in my own life, but I choose today to let Him have His way. I choose to have open palms, and when He asks me to let go of the precious "things" in my life, I choose to crawl in His lap and let Him love me through the hurt. No one understands better than Him what sacrifice really means!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does abandoning all for Him mean for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-7730170497850824441?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7730170497850824441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=7730170497850824441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7730170497850824441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/7730170497850824441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2010/08/counting-cost.html' title='Counting the Cost'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-6857192412798933910</id><published>2010-02-18T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:20:41.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life as a Rubber Band!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S303-JnoNLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WHNrelp4mmk/s1600-h/DSC06342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S303-JnoNLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WHNrelp4mmk/s200/DSC06342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439565465806976178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3039SjxmHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RGZBqs0lgPk/s1600-h/DSC05933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3039SjxmHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RGZBqs0lgPk/s200/DSC05933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439565451026864242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3038io9KqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/h6a48epovR8/s1600-h/DSC05866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3038io9KqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/h6a48epovR8/s200/DSC05866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439565438163692194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3038KfFieI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SnpJOwkvBUc/s1600-h/DSC05836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3038KfFieI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SnpJOwkvBUc/s200/DSC05836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439565431679846882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3037qaV31I/AAAAAAAAAIo/UiQNdE0Gnyo/s1600-h/DSC05777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S3037qaV31I/AAAAAAAAAIo/UiQNdE0Gnyo/s200/DSC05777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439565423070011218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a lot can happen to a girl from HSV, AL in 2 months!!!! Since the last time I posted something here, I made it through Christmas and New Year's Eve/Day. My Christmas box did not arrive until January 4th! So it was different to wake up Christmas morning with no presents to open. Gave me time to think deeply about what celebrating Christmas really is. I spent the afternoon at my mentor's house with her family. It was a lot of fun and her husband is an excellent cook!  New Year's Eve I joined two of my team mates for dinner at Outback! The steak was delicious!!!! After dinner I was off to ring in the new year with two other missionary families. It was a fun night of playing games and watching interesting Japanese TV. Not quite the same as watching the ball drop in Times Square (which I did watch by the way, but it was New Year's morning for me!)  Then at 1AM on January 2nd, I watched my Auburn Tigers win the first bowl game of the year, the Outback Bowl. WAR EAGLE!!!!!!!! 2010 is the year of the TIGER!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tokyo mission team went a couple of hours north to Kairuzawa for our AGM (annual general mtg). This is the city that hosted the curling events during the Nagano Olympics. So, there was plenty of snow on the ground while we were there.  It was a good time of fellowship, meetings, and worship.  We do not attend American style churches here in Tokyo. We have church in places like peoples' homes/apartments, restaurants, or karaoke rooms, so to worship in a large group, and in English was quite a blessing for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of January I flew to Hong Kong for a week of R&amp;amp;R. I met up with Malorie Smith (missionary in HK) and she took care of me for the week!!! Thanks again Mal!!! It was a lot of fun.  I have posted some pics from the trip. The Jade Market was quite the experience!!! BUT, HK Disney was one of the highlights of the trip. I have now been to 3 of the 5 Disney parks (WDW, Tokyo Disney, HK Disney). Only two to go - DisneyLand CA &amp;amp; Paris!!!! "You gotta have a goal? Do you have a goal?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much fun as my trip was, I really did miss Japan. Actually on the bus ride to the airport in Tokyo, my heart hurt to think I was leaving this country. As difficult as the past few months have been for me, God has called me here, turned my heart to the people and their culture, and I realized this is becoming "home" for me! The day I left HK is was hot and humid, even at 6AM. BUT, when I arrived in Tokyo it was freezing and raining!!! It actually snowed 2-3 inches that night. It was the most snow Tokyo has had in a long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While on my trip I received an email from our "big" boss here in Tokyo informing our team of an IMB change that was being put into action immediately. My supervisor changed over night. So, the stretching (now do you get the rubber band reference in the title?) continued!!! It seems that just the time you begin to think things are settling down, someone yells, "fruit basket turnover!" So for the next couple of weeks my team went through changes in leadership, which in turn created some changes in strategy and vision!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, all during this time I had been praying about what I needed to be doing to put myself in the best position to eventually turn around and come back as a career missionary because the possibility of this is not looking as promising as it did this time last year. Those of you who are Southern Baptist know the situation with the Lottie Moon Christmas Offering. Although the amount of offering given was incredible for  the economy to be as bad as it was, it fell short of the amount needed for the 2010 projections. Therefore, the IMB has made major cuts in order to live within the "means" we have been blessed with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does this mean? Well one of the cuts made was the number of missionaries to be sent overseas. So, now there are not as many open slots, which means that fewer people will be appointed for full time mission service.  I found out in January at our AGM that there will be very few added to Japan over the next few years.  When I heard this news I really struggled to not get discouraged.  God and I spoke many times about how I stepped away from a ministry I loved, a city I loved, and friends and family I love and who love me, to follow Him here, for what I believed was career. Each time I "reminded" Him of these facts, He lovingly REMINDED me that what He has called me to, HE and HE alone will make happen.  I began to have a peace about what I knew needed to happen to help me be in the best position to possibly transition to career in a couple of years, but I also knew I could not let my hand orchestrate the details. It had to be God at work, or it would not work at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time God has moved me in ministry He has first prepared my heart for the change/move, then the "call" to the new position literally came out of the blue. Not one of my ministry/missions positions came about because I pursued the position. Well, this time is no different. Have you ever noticed that God tends to work the same way in your life? Interesting isn't it?  Anyway, as I prayed for His peace and direction, He gave me His peace and told me to be patient. Then on Tuesday (2/16) around lunch time I just knew that a change needed to be made sooner rather than later, but I could not see how it could happen. So, I just decided to wait on God and see what He had up His sleeve. At 3:45PM I received a call from my supervisor saying that our Tokyo mission team was making a major change in our structure, and the leadership decided to move me to a new team to better position me for the future possibility of coming back in a career position!!!! WOW!!!! I had no idea they had even been discussing details about me. God was at work, and once again knocked my socks off!!!!!  So, in August I will move to a new team and begin a new ministry here in Tokyo. Not sure yet what this new ministry will look like, but I have a "feeling" that it may involve children somehow. :) It does not guarantee me a career position, but it will help me a great deal when that time actually comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at 10 months with the IMB, and almost 8 months in Japan, A LOT has changed!!!! Those of you who traveled with me on mission trips know that I always gave you a rubber band to wear on your wrist, or carry in your pocket. It was to remind us during the trip that being stretched is a good thing. It may feel bad at the time, but it means we are being used. A rubber band is ONLY useful while it is being stretched. If it isn't being stretched, then it isn't being used!!!!  There have been moments when I thought I was being stretched beyond what I could bare. But, God was faithful each time to give me strength and encouragement through His Word and His people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask you, are you allowing God to stretch you? Or are you playing it safe and staying in the box so you don't have to feel the pain of the stretching? Please hear me when I say, that although it does hurt, the joy you receive from following God far out weighs the discomfort!!!! It is scary to stand on the "line" and think, "I don't know if I want to leave this comfortable place to go someplace I have never been before." But once you take that first step your whole life changes. No it won't always be easy, but God did not create you to live on the mountain top right now. No, you were made to walk through the valley, and He has promised He will never leave you and He will never forsake you! In Psalm 23 it says, "Though I WALK through the valley of the shadow of death." Notice it does not say, "though I sit/lie down in the valley." No, it says WALK. So, keep walking with Jesus through the pain of the stretching in the valley!!!!! I challenge you to get out of the "box" and join the "rubber bands" who are being stretched for the Glory of God!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-6857192412798933910?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6857192412798933910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=6857192412798933910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/6857192412798933910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/6857192412798933910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-life-as-rubber-band.html' title='My Life as a Rubber Band!'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/S303-JnoNLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WHNrelp4mmk/s72-c/DSC06342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-9091820195710063390</id><published>2009-12-12T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:03:44.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Year Long'/><title type='text'>My Christmas Wish</title><content type='html'>This Christmas season I wish you joy&lt;div&gt;The wonder in every girl and boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you gladness, the warmth and cheer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of good friends and family gathered near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May children's laughter and falling snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rekindle sweet scenes from long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May every carol, each candle bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind you why angels sang that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If trouble finds you, this is my prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace guard your hearts and make you strong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wish you love, the kind to last all year long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Year Long, Michael W. Smith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-9091820195710063390?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/9091820195710063390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=9091820195710063390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/9091820195710063390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/9091820195710063390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmas-wish.html' title='My Christmas Wish'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-8591549552681862855</id><published>2009-10-07T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:04:02.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Jesus?</title><content type='html'>"And he (Joseph) arose and took the Child (Jesus) and His mother by night, and departed for Egypt...And he (Joseph) arose and took the Child (Jesus) and and His mother, and came into the land of Israel." Matthew 2:14 &amp;amp; 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How often have you come to God with your requests and gone away thinking, 'I've really received what I wanted this time!' And yet you go away with nothing, while all the time God has stood with His hands outstretched not only to take you but also for you to take Him." (My Utmost for His Highest, October 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time Joseph left to follow God's call he took Jesus with him.  Can I say the same for myself? When He has called, I have obeyed and "followed" Him, but did I actually "take/bring" Him with me? Or did I follow with my own ideas and/or agenda? I am  afraid to admit that it is most likely the second, not the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how hard it was for Joseph to take Jesus with him. It could not have been easy to travel with a pregnant woman, nor with a young child.  But the trips would have had not point or purpose without Jesus. I mean, why go to Egypt if you leave Jesus behind? Wasn't God's whole purpose in sending them to Egypt meant to protect Jesus? Without HIM, Joseph would have just been on another trip.  When times got tough he might have constantly asked, 'Why did I come here,' or 'what am I doing here,' and 'what am I suppose to be doing here?' BUT, because he took Jesus with him, his 'purpose' was always there.  Each time Joseph was faced with a challenge he could look at Jesus and be reminded of God's purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I bring Jesus to Japan with me? Why come to Japan if I leave Him behind?  If that is the case, then I am just on another sight-seeing trip.  NO!!!! God not only wants to take me places, but He wants me to need Him, and to take Him with me as I follow Him wherever He leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-8591549552681862855?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8591549552681862855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=8591549552681862855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8591549552681862855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8591549552681862855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-jesus.html' title='Got Jesus?'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-4608323920522100239</id><published>2009-07-21T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:33:13.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tokyo Adventure Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SmZCEdRvboI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kTwUm13A5-8/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SmZCEdRvboI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kTwUm13A5-8/s320/DSC02699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361045050777104002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (thursday, July 23) will be the 3 week mark for my journey here in Japan.  God has continued to bless my socks off!!!  We have 42 new believers so far this summer!!! Praise God!!!!  Beginning to today we are hosting 138 high school volunteers on their summer mission trip.  Please pray with us for the Lord of the Harvest this week.  God is at work and just wants to bust the doors wide open here.  Please pray for humble and accepting hearts; hearts that are seeking Our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, Tokyo is home to 33-34 million people.  Let that sink in just a minute.  Double the population of New York city, put it in Atlanta, GA, and you have Tokyo!!!  I wanted to share this tid-bit of information with you so you have a better understanding of just what an incredible God story I am about to share with you.  But let's go back to April of 2008 first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last April I came here with a volunteer team from Willowbrook for a 10 day mission trip.  On one of our days there was a MAJOR train delay because a transformer had exploded.  This really put a wrinkle in our plans for the day.  On our way back to our hotel that evening we were sitting on a train hoping we were on the right one.  The conductor kept making announcements (in Japanese only of course) and the Japanese would get up and move to another train platform.  We stayed in our seats because we weren't sure exactly what we should do.  About this time one of my teammates (Gary) ended up sitting by a Japanese man (Mr. A, who is in the picture with John) and Mr. A asked if he could help us.  Of course we said, YES!  It ends up that both Gary and Mr. A are engineers so they had lots to talk about as we waited for the trains to move.  At the end of our week long trip Mr. A came to our friendship party and he and Gary agreed to stay in touch with email.  Over the past year they have emailed several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, July 9 of this year I had only been here one week and was working with a volunteer team doing 5 minute English.  We were at one of the smaller train stations and I had been there for about an hour with the team.  I stepped in to give one of the volunteers a break and noticed a man standing to my right talking on his cell phone.  As I looked at his face I thought to myself, "he looks familiar."  Now keep in mind, to my rookie eyes, all the Japanese really do look the same right now.  But he still looked very familiar to me.  The more I looked at him I realized it was Mr. A!!! After he finished his phone call I approached him to ask if he was the man who helped our team last April.  He remembered the day, our team, and helping us.  I told him that Gary would be returning to Tokyo in August, and asked if Gary could contact him about them getting together while he is here.  Mr. A said that this time would not be good for him.  I was very sad, but excited too because what are the "chances" of just running into Mr. A on the streets of Tokyo!  As he walked away I began praying that his heart would be in unrest asking "Why does this group of Americans keep coming into my life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later I received an email from Gary.  He shared that Mr. A contacted him and shared that we had talked to each other at the train station!!!  Please join me in praying for Mr. A.  Pray that he and Gary will be able to spend time together in August, and that this would be the time when Mr. A gives his life to Jesus and becomes His follower!  God is amazing, and He orchestrates incredible details!!!! In a city of 33-34 million people, He orchestrated and "run into each other" moment!!!  That kind of thing doesnt' just happen without God's mighty hand being at work!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we shall reap if we do not grow weary." Galatians 6:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.  Wait for the Lord; Be strong, and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the Lord." Psalm 27:13-14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-4608323920522100239?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4608323920522100239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=4608323920522100239' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4608323920522100239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4608323920522100239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tokyo-adventure-continues.html' title='The Tokyo Adventure Continues'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SmZCEdRvboI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kTwUm13A5-8/s72-c/DSC02699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-4785097918084545387</id><published>2009-07-10T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:42:07.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRIz55YkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/edNlStlzG_g/s1600-h/DSC04117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRIz55YkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/edNlStlzG_g/s320/DSC04117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356980231082697282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRIWmpbAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/D8cik4W7szM/s1600-h/DSC04112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRIWmpbAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/D8cik4W7szM/s320/DSC04112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356980223217331202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRHr9P5MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OKiEWMoUY_U/s1600-h/DSC04101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRHr9P5MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OKiEWMoUY_U/s320/DSC04101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356980211769402562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRHfktrKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zvOe43_HDEI/s1600-h/DSC04089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRHfktrKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zvOe43_HDEI/s320/DSC04089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356980208445271202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been TOO long since I last posted on this blog.  I am now in Tokyo (been here a little more than a week), so the adventure has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.C.Lemon is my new favorite drink.  And yes, that is a Subway in the background!!! God really is good!!!  The picture of the group is a group of Campus Crusade students from Vietnam and Hong Kong on a mission trip here to Tokyo.  This picture was taken the second time we "ran into" each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spending time with DADDY this morning in Philippians chapter 3 and read the following note in my Bible.  First, I was struck with the first 5 words of Philippians 3:10 - "I want to know Christ..."  Oh my!!! I realized that out of all the "wants" in my life, HE must be the only one that matters.  To say at the beginning, middle, and end of every moment of every day, simply "I want to know Christ."  Wow!! What a desire I must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paul gave up everything - family, friendships, and freedom - in order to know Christ and his resurrection power.  We too have access to this knowledge and this power, but we may have to make sacrifices to enjoy it fully.  What are you willing to give up in order to know Christ?  A crowded schedule in order to set aside a few minutes each day for prayer and Bible study?  Your friend's approval?  Some of your plans or pleasures?  Whatever it is, knowing Christ is more than worth the sacrifice." Life Application Bible Philippians 3:9,10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you said how proud you are of me for making the sacrifice to come here to tell people about Jesus' love for them.  That is very kind of you, but I am just obeying my Master's call.  There have been many sacrifices made by myself, my family, and my friends in getting me here.  I pray that each and every sacrifice we have made together result in knowing Christ more.  I am not the only one who has sacrificed to come to Tokyo.  My family had to let go of their daughter, sister, and aunt. My friends had to say "good-bye" and now have to schedule phone calls and emails.  We are all walking down a new road on this adventure, and I pray that you do not walk it alone.  I am not!!! I am walking with my Lord Jesus.  "He walks with me, and He talks with me.  And He tells me I am His own. And the joy we share as we tarry there.  None other, has ever known!"  Please walk with Him.  I want you to know this joy too.  I want you to know Him more through your sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new adventure has absolutely nothing to do with me.  It is all about Him!!!!! If you want to be proud, then please be proud of being a child of God.  I am just His bond-servant.  I have no rights of my own.  He bought me at the price of His Son's blood.  It is all for His glory and honor.  And, HE IS WORTH EVERY SACRIFICE MADE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-4785097918084545387?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4785097918084545387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=4785097918084545387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4785097918084545387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4785097918084545387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-it-has-been-too-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SlfRIz55YkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/edNlStlzG_g/s72-c/DSC04117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-8688169607648227437</id><published>2009-03-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:49:38.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, here it is, at the end of March and so much has happened in my world since I last wrote on this blog.  God has been "showing out" for me in every area of my life.  I am just going to share briefly now, and I will give more details in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sold my house on March 13!!!!  In order to attend my training in April, I had to have my house "dealt with" by March 20.  God took care of it a week early!  I have spent the past 4-5 weeks purging, packing, selling, and moving my stuff!  Just let me say that the "Rich Young Ruler" story from the New Testament has a whole new meaning to me now.  I moved back with my parents last weekend.  I will be with them until I leave for training on April 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Sunday, March 29, is my final Sunday at Willowbrook.  It is really hard to imagine Sundays without being on a church staff.  That has been my life for the past 10 years, so there is another adjustment I will be making.  I have decided that "good-bye" is no longer part of my vocabulary.  Instead, I am saying "ja mata." Which is Japanese for "see you later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be at training until June 18, then I return to Huntsville for a couple of weeks before leaving for Tokyo on July 1.  It will be here before I turn around good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's a brief update.  I really will share more in a few days.  I want to tell you how my God has taken care of so many details and put exclamation points every where, and has left me NO room to try to put a question mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, shine your light, lift Him up, and let Him draw others to Himself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-8688169607648227437?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8688169607648227437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=8688169607648227437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8688169607648227437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8688169607648227437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-here-it-is-at-end-of-march-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-3253464336887008827</id><published>2009-02-23T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:31:59.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise God from Whom all blessings flow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that it has been a month since I lost wrote a post.  There has been so much going on and have not really had time to share.  So, here is the latest on my adventure with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day I received a wonderful valentine from God.  My acceptance packet from the IMB arrived!  I have officially been offered the position in Tokyo.  I returned the necessary paperwork and am now waiting to hear back from them about my FPO (field personnel orientation) dates in Richmond.  (I am still planning to attend in April)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is at work with the sell of my house!  I should be able to give more information by the end of this week.  I can't wait to share with you how He has worked out this major detail in my journey!  But He is still writing the story, so I don't know exactly how it is going to end yet.  Please keep praying for His will and His timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in major purging and packing mode!  I have taken so many bags to the dumpster and to charity that I have actually lost count.  I now have a storage unit, so I can begin moving some of my stuff into that as I continue to purge and pack!  I wonder if there is a cure for being a "pack-rat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is still teaching me so many new things about Him.  I am still learning to be a "branch," and now I am also trying to be a "sheep."  He is good all the time, and learning to trust Him in all times is exciting and challenging.  You have to know Him to be able to abide, trust, and rest in Him.  Don't just know Him in your head.  Learn of Him in your heart.  Don't know how to do this?  Ask Him to show/teach you.  Be ready though.  He will take you on a ride of a lifetime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week I realized that when God starts moving things happen VERY fast!! I feel like I am on a fast moving train with every thing zooming past me, and the emergency stop cord is hanging right by me.  Part of me wants to pull the cord and stop the train from going any further because that part of me is scared!!  BUT, the rest of me is saying, "What a ride!!!! Please don't ever let this stop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants you to experience His ride for you too.  It will be a different train than the one I am on, but it will be just as exciting because it is reserved by Him JUST FOR YOU!!!  Have the courage to step from the platform onto the train.  You know the space between the platform and the train is called the "gap."  So, "mind the gap," take the step of faith, and enjoy the ride!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-3253464336887008827?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3253464336887008827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=3253464336887008827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3253464336887008827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3253464336887008827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/02/praise-god-from-whom-all-blessings-flow.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-8955803574434315307</id><published>2009-01-25T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:10:22.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview at ILC in Richmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SXzUyfgo0SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1QiYxy4llsE/s1600-h/DSC04077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SXzUH4ANwcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fYkatl045-I/s200/DSC04060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295340493638320578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SXzUHoNURNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/M2ddVyH1xS4/s1600-h/DSC04057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SXzUHoNURNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/M2ddVyH1xS4/s200/DSC04057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295340489398306002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last week was a great week.  It was full of "down time," but I was extremely busy.  I really believe it was a time of "detoxing" from my world of busyness and trying to learn how to abide in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reconfirmed His call for me to join Him in His work in Tokyo, Japan, and I am as excited as ever to continue down this road with Him.  You will see pictures of several new friends I made this last week.  I pray that we will continue to allow these friendships to grow even though we will be in very different places around the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know, the ILC (International Learning Center) is owned and maintained by the IMB (International Mission Board).  So, if you are a member of a Southern Baptist Church, and support the Lottie Moon Christmas Offering then this is YOUR ILC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find out this week that I cannot attend my FPO (field personnel orientation) until my house is "dealt with."  This means that my house MUST be rented, leased, or sold before I can be accepted for FPO.  My goal has been to attend FPO April-June and be in Tokyo by July.  If I do not make it to the April FPO then I will have to wait until July and not get to Tokyo until October.  It is all about HIS perfect timing, and I am ok with what fits best in His plan.  But, we are told to make our requests known to Him, so I am asking for you to join me in praying that my house is rented, leased, or sold by March 20, 2009 so that I may attend FPO beginning April 20, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself the same question I am asking myself. "What does it mean to truly abide in Him?"  He is the vine and we are the branches.  What does being a branch mean?  Have you ever thought about that?  Well, that is where I am right now.  Learning what it means to be a branch, and then trying to be that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos, and thanks for your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-8955803574434315307?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8955803574434315307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=8955803574434315307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8955803574434315307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8955803574434315307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/interview-at-ilc-in-richmond.html' title='Interview at ILC in Richmond'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SXzUyfgo0SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1QiYxy4llsE/s72-c/DSC04077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-9086343030414328390</id><published>2009-01-20T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:13:03.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished day one of my interview conference at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ILC&lt;/span&gt; in Richmond, VA.  I admit that I came here with little expectation of what to expect during this week.  Which in some ways is good, because I came with a "blank slate" mindset.  But, today was different than I thought it would be.  Interesting comment isn't it?  That's right, I came here with little expectation, but I struggled with today because it did not meet the "little" that I came here expecting to experience.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain a little more.  I thought I would be in meetings all day hearing about God's work in the different regions around the globe.  I truly thought that I would be going non-stop from the time I started my day until I laid my head on my pillow.  That was so NOT what I experienced today.  Please do not misunderstand me, it was a good day, but there was more "down" time than I expected.  Therefore, I did struggle with frustration over not really having a set agenda to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here is where the God lesson comes into the story.  For the past week He has been trying to get my attention and teach be about being a "Being Christian" instead of a "Doing Christian." Stay with me here.  In our American church culture, there is an expectation of doing instead of being.  To be a "good Christian" we must do "church" activities.  What a lie we have been fed from the enemy.  PLEASE DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ME.  I do NOT believe God wants us to be slacker saints, or couch potato Christians.  Part of being a Christ follower is to use the gifts, talents, and abilities He gives us to serve within a local body of believers. BUT, the question I am asking is, "Are we Christians because we serve, or do we serve because we are Christians?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following is a part of today's daily devotional found in "My Utmost for His Highest."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Staleness is an indication that something in our lives is out of step with God.  We say to ourselves, 'I have to do this thing or it will never get done.'  That is the first sign of staleness.  Do we feel fresh this very moment or are we stale, frantically searching our minds for something to do?  Freshness is not the result of obedience; it comes from the Holy Spirit.  Obedience keeps us 'in the light as He is in the light...'"(1 John 1:7) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all comes down to not what we do, but who we do it for.  It is all about Him and Him alone.  God was trying to pull me away today to spend time with Him, and I fought Him because it wasn't what I thought I should be "doing."  I hope I did not miss something special because of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt;.  God wants nothing more than to fellowship with you (and I don't mean an ice cream social after Sunday evening service).  He wants you all to Himself.  Remember He said that He is a "jealous God" (Exodus 20:5).  Put nothing ahead of Him, including your busyness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jealously guard your relationship with God.  Jesus prayed 'that they may be one just as We are one' - with nothing in between (John 17:22).  Keep your whole life continually open to Jesus Christ.  Don't pretend to be open with Him.  Are you drawing your life from any source other than God Himself?  If you are depending on something else as your source of freshness and strength, you will not realize when His power is gone."  (Chambers, Oswald. "My Utmost for His Highest," January 20)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, work on being a "Being Christian" instead of a "Doing Christian.  Focus on "being" with Him today instead of all you have planned to "do" for Him.  Then your service will be even sweeter to Him and to you! &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/8706685341730515757-9086343030414328390?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/9086343030414328390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=9086343030414328390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/9086343030414328390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/9086343030414328390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-finished-day-one-of-my-interview.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-5874971840352929017</id><published>2009-01-12T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:20:16.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Huntsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6Q40-sRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SikDToclSaU/s1600-h/DSC04029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597355316228370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6Q40-sRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SikDToclSaU/s200/DSC04029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6QQuJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WWJ0obXlu70/s1600-h/DSC04049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597344550186370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6QQuJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WWJ0obXlu70/s200/DSC04049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6P-jqH_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/NcaA933ASfA/s1600-h/DSC04034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597339674320882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6P-jqH_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/NcaA933ASfA/s200/DSC04034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The team made it back to Huntsville on Sunday night (Jan. 11) around 9PM. It was a long "day." We got to see the sunrise twice in one day. Our flights took us from Tokyo to LA (9hours), from LA to Dallas, and from Dallas to Huntsville. As we flew over San Fransico I was able to see the Golden Gate Bridge from my seat. I couldn't believe how clearly we were able to see it. As we were preparing to land in LA I saw the "Hollywood" sign and several other landmarks of LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was actually a very smooth trip. We all made it through customs without any problems and all of our luggage arrived with us in Huntsville! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again to all of you who have lifted us up to our Heavenly Father during our trip. We felt your prayers each day we were gone and they helped give us strength, endurance, patience, and much laughter! It was truly a privilege to travel with and lead this group. Please continue to pray for our missionaries in Japan and for the Japanese people. Pray that the "scales" will fall from their eyes so they can see their great need for Jesus. We have the "key" to the "door" they are searching for to open. The thing is, they don't even know they are in need of the "door," because Satan has them so bound up. Our God loves them and sent His only Son to die for them, and they need to hear that wonderful news. Ask Him to continue to open doors of opportunity to share Jesus with the men, women, young adults, and children of Japan. And one day maybe it will be known as the Land of the Risen Son! &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/8706685341730515757-5874971840352929017?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5874971840352929017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=5874971840352929017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/5874971840352929017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/5874971840352929017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-huntsville.html' title='Back in Huntsville'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWv6Q40-sRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SikDToclSaU/s72-c/DSC04029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-6925356071212977472</id><published>2009-01-10T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T05:54:50.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Home! #402!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjgLhaYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Zq7EABmSRII/s1600-h/DSC03997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjgLhaYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Zq7EABmSRII/s200/DSC03997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289660891210541442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjYtVBKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EoFZ24KO-hE/s1600-h/DSC03996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjYtVBKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EoFZ24KO-hE/s200/DSC03996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289660889204851874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjA-13RI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oITGCp_7ajk/s1600-h/DSC04019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjA-13RI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oITGCp_7ajk/s200/DSC04019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289660882835856658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiljfSmeQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TioWTHRoN70/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiljfSmeQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TioWTHRoN70/s200/DSC04024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289659791460169986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiljPxnLrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Iub7LbPCuBk/s1600-h/DSC04007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiljPxnLrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Iub7LbPCuBk/s200/DSC04007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289659787295272626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWili37_fcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Vo3wcquiP9Q/s1600-h/DSC03990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWili37_fcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Vo3wcquiP9Q/s200/DSC03990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289659780896357826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiliiXebfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uhdCIKADeVs/s1600-h/DSC03989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiliiXebfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uhdCIKADeVs/s200/DSC03989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289659775106051570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiliUo1NBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bjfIl2FSdOs/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWiliUo1NBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bjfIl2FSdOs/s200/DSC03992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289659771420750866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I wasn't planning to post another blog until I returned to Huntsville, but we got to visit my new apartment.  So, I wanted to post some pictures from our visit. We had a very sweet prayer time.  I will post more about that later.  I am very grateful that God answered my prayer and allowed me to walk around my new home with my dear Willowbrook friends!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you look at the pictures, please remember that if you give to the Lottie Moon Christmas Offering in a Southern Baptist Church, then this is YOUR apartment.  The Lottie Moon Offering helps pay for this apartment.  So enjoy seeing how you help spread the Gospel in Japan by giving to Lottie Moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-6925356071212977472?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6925356071212977472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=6925356071212977472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/6925356071212977472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/6925356071212977472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-i-wasnt-planning-to-post-another.html' title='My New Home! #402!'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWimjgLhaYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Zq7EABmSRII/s72-c/DSC03997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-5021687527518378700</id><published>2009-01-09T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T05:54:07.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Tokyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhaCC4HzHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PjVD6x48sEs/s1600-h/DSC03981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhaCC4HzHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PjVD6x48sEs/s200/DSC03981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289576753525148786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhaBgDUg8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YAfgiM49cBs/s1600-h/DSC03986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhaBgDUg8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YAfgiM49cBs/s200/DSC03986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289576744176878530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhZSWvhgvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/F94v8n0i33g/s1600-h/DSC_9680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhZSWvhgvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/F94v8n0i33g/s200/DSC_9680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289575934224073458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made it back to the Mets Hotel in Shibuya, Tokyo!  It was a beautiful ride back into the city.  God once again blessed us with some incredible views of Mt. Fuji!!!!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am looking at the full moon and realizing it is the same moon shining on you right now in Huntsville!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch and then went shopping until we could check in, which was after 3PM.  We are waiting to meet with Buddy Brents to attempt to go to my future apartment for a time of prayer.  Then we will have dinner at either TGI Fridays or Outback.  I know what you are thinking (BUT YOU'RE IN TOKYO, JAPAN!!!!!)  I think everyone has had enough rice to last them for quite awhile!!!  The food at Tsumagoi was more adventurous than the options we have in Tokyo, so everyone is ready for some more "American" food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who has prayed for us.  This has truly been one of the most incredible weeks in my life.  God has poured out SO MANY "hugs of love" on me and the team.  The missionaries were so pleased with what the team did for the children, and many new friendships were begun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady I am standing with in the picture is Sharon Bennett.  She and her husband Mark (and their 3 boys) are missionaries here in Tokyo.  She and I made a connection when I was here in September of 2007, but we got to really spend time talking on this trip and we found out we are both scrapbookers!!!!!!!  WOW!  I had been contemplating whether to pack my scrapbooking stuff, and now I know the answer.  YES!  In fact, she has a room in their house devoted to scrapbooking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we have come to the end of our trip God has taken me back to the beginning of His call on my life.  When I was at Auburn He spoke to me using Acts 26:17b-18:  "I am sending you, to open their eyes so that they may turn from darkness to light and from the dominion of Satan to God, in order that they may receive forgiveness of sins and an inheritance among those who have been sanctified by faith in Me."  This morning in my time with Him, He took me back to those verses both in my devotional reading and through a friend's note of prayer and encouragement.  It was as if He was saying, "Yes Sharon, I am calling you to Japan.  This is a dark country and they need to have their eyes opened, turned from the darkness, and receive my forgiveness.  Shine my light in this dark country.  These are my children whom I love.  Love them too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for me as I prepare to return to Huntsville.  I confess that I want to stay here, but it is not God's timing for me to be here yet.  Please pray for the people of Japan.  God IS at work here and our enemy does not like it.  Please ask God for His hedge of protection around the missionaries here.  The spiritual warfare here is very intense.  Satan has had such a stronghold on these people for so many centuries that he is not letting go easily nor quietly.  Greater is our God than the enemy!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for walking with me on my journey here in Japan during this week.  I will update my blog after I return to Huntsville.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let God stretch YOU out of your comfort zone right where you are.  He is calling you to something new.  What will your answer to Him be?&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/8706685341730515757-5021687527518378700?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5021687527518378700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=5021687527518378700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/5021687527518378700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/5021687527518378700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-tokyo.html' title='Back in Tokyo!'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWhaCC4HzHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PjVD6x48sEs/s72-c/DSC03981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-8618063739268160666</id><published>2009-01-07T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:08:38.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsumagoi-Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbLnGGYZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3iGVsvT3ERo/s1600-h/DSC03871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbLnGGYZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3iGVsvT3ERo/s200/DSC03871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522486215238034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbLBG3W6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/EzC4Koy8FsU/s1600-h/DSC03880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbLBG3W6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/EzC4Koy8FsU/s200/DSC03880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522476017900450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbKyFPhsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a9jHA7asn8Y/s1600-h/DSC03862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbKyFPhsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a9jHA7asn8Y/s200/DSC03862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522471984563906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbKXCMFSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o_yyQDEI6Xk/s1600-h/DSC03867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbKXCMFSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o_yyQDEI6Xk/s200/DSC03867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522464723997986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was MUCH smoother than yesterday.  It only took about 30 minutes to get all the little ones quiet and "happy."  I hope you enjoy the pictures of the Yamaha Resort where we are staying.  It is actually really very cool.  In fact I am sitting in the main lobby listening to a player piano play beautiful music.  Down the hallways you will find practice keyboards and drum sets.  Students can sit at the instruments and wear headphones while practicing their music.  This is really a beautiful place to be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The lasting value of our public service for God is measured by the depth of the intimacy of our private times of fellowship and oneness with Him." (My Utmost for His Highest)  Wow! It is all about Him!  Our relationship with Him is the foundation for everything in our lives.  Just as the foundation for a house is the most important part of the building process, our relationship with Him is integral to everything else in our lives.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I will give Thee thanks with all my heart; I will sing praises to Thee before the gods...On the day I called, Thou didst answer me; Thou didst make me bold with strength in my soul."  Psalm 138:1&amp;amp;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we worship here in Japan we are singing praises before the gods.  I have called out to my GOD and He has been so faithful to answer me in His timing.  He is making my bold and strong in my soul.  This week has been such a time when He has given me "hugs of love."  God is in charge of the details and wants our hearts to smile.  But not at the things He blesses us with.  He wants us to want Him more than anyone or anything else in this world.  He loves us so much, and He is jealous of anything we make more important than Him.  Allow Him to satisfy every area of your life.  He will never leave you, forsake you, or disappoint you.  You can trust Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-8618063739268160666?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8618063739268160666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=8618063739268160666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8618063739268160666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/8618063739268160666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/tsumagoi-day-2.html' title='Tsumagoi-Day 2'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWSbLnGGYZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3iGVsvT3ERo/s72-c/DSC03871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-4137304964963144153</id><published>2009-01-05T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:15:52.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL239wc9dI/AAAAAAAAADw/jhSzoctFJ6o/s1600-h/DSC03792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL239wc9dI/AAAAAAAAADw/jhSzoctFJ6o/s200/DSC03792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060353817408978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL23gpEHII/AAAAAAAAADo/cSA0nQN9OQY/s1600-h/DSC03791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL23gpEHII/AAAAAAAAADo/cSA0nQN9OQY/s200/DSC03791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060346001792130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL23PqQ45I/AAAAAAAAADg/HkS2SURgqAY/s1600-h/DSC03779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL23PqQ45I/AAAAAAAAADg/HkS2SURgqAY/s200/DSC03779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060341443421074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL22oLBF5I/AAAAAAAAADY/fHM4O2oCFMw/s1600-h/DSC03777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL22oLBF5I/AAAAAAAAADY/fHM4O2oCFMw/s200/DSC03777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060330843379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have arrived at Tsumagoi!  What a beautiful place.  Quite the opposite of Tokyo.  LOTS of green grass (well more brown than green at this time of year) and trees.  On the trip down here we were blessed to see Mt. Fuji!  That does not always happen because of the clouds.  But God gave us a "hug of love" and allowed us to see that beautiful mountain covered with snow!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are currently in the middle of our first day with the TCK's.  Things are going very well.  Thanks to all of you who are praying for us.  We had a great time of small group "house church" this morning.  Or maybe I should say "hotel church."  We each went with different groups of missionaries in their hotel rooms for about an hour.  We read Matthew chapter 2 and discussed the verses, then we had a time of prayer.  What a sweet time of fellowship with this missionary servants.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One mom shared what a challenge it is just to go to the doctor!  Imagine taking your sick 5 month old to the doctor, trying to communicate what is wrong and what medicine YOU think you need!  Oh my goodness, what these parents do every day as they obey God's call to be here in Japan!  Please pray for the missionaries here (and in other countries) that the language would come quickly and easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of language skills, I must share a "funny" that happened with one of our team members.  I will leave the name blank to protect the person involved (hahaha).  One of our sweet ladies (yes that means Jared did not do this!) has been trying so hard to speak with the Japanese in their native language to be respectful to them.  While we were at DisneySea she was making a purchase and when the cashier handed her the bag, the cashier said "thank you." So "she" wanted to say thank you back, but in Japanese, which is arigato.  Instead "she" bowed to the cashier and said, "origami."  Yes, she bowed and said "folded paper" to the cashier!!!!!!  We have gotten many chuckles from that story.  In fact, her classroom here at Tsumagoi is right beside the origami classroom!!!!  What irony!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our God is so good.  As I said earlier, we read through Matthew chapter 2 this morning.  If you read through it yourself, notice how when Jesus was a baby/toddler/preschooler and couldn't yet take care of himself, God had it all taken care of.  He sent, Joseph, Mary, and Jesus to Egypt, then back to Israel, and then to Galilee, to keep Him safe!  And Joseph obeyed each time.  Really think about this situation.  Here you have a young, newly married couple who move to a different country and culture with a young child.  Then when they think they are going "home" they move to a different area than they had lived before.  What challenges they must have faced as the obeyed and followed God.  But they obeyed and followed in spite of the challenges.  Keep your eyes on HIM and rejoice greatly when you see HIM!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-4137304964963144153?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4137304964963144153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=4137304964963144153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4137304964963144153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4137304964963144153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-have-arrived-at-tsumagoi-what.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWL239wc9dI/AAAAAAAAADw/jhSzoctFJ6o/s72-c/DSC03792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-1131547059975992241</id><published>2009-01-04T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:14:40.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo DisneySea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEBzIhiqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2ycxcsd6-XI/s1600-h/DSC03725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEBzIhiqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2ycxcsd6-XI/s200/DSC03725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441497717836450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEBF7zGXI/AAAAAAAAADI/SJgIrOujoH0/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEBF7zGXI/AAAAAAAAADI/SJgIrOujoH0/s200/DSC03749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441485584865650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEA1XY_nI/AAAAAAAAADA/_tu_10NuPWs/s1600-h/DSC03714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEA1XY_nI/AAAAAAAAADA/_tu_10NuPWs/s200/DSC03714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441481137192562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEAi_pYZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m7mCi6NfnCE/s1600-h/DSC03703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEAi_pYZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m7mCi6NfnCE/s200/DSC03703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441476205765010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just returned from a day at Tokyo DisneySea!  What a fun day we had!  Please enjoy the pictures I have included.  What a wonderful park to walk around and enjoy.  We rode several fun rides, and saw a couple of shows and fireworks!!!  AND we actually made it from our hotel in Shibuya to Tokyo Disney, and back to the hotel!!!  God is very good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave in the morning for Tsumagoi where we will be working with the TCK's (formerly known as MK's).  Please pray for our travel tomorrow as we will have a 3 hour drive.  Also, pray for the children and their families.  This next week is something all of them are and have been looking forward to.  This is a time of spiritual retreat, and training for them.  Please ask our Heavenly Father to pour down His mercy and blessings on them this next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-1131547059975992241?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1131547059975992241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=1131547059975992241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1131547059975992241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/1131547059975992241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/tokyo-disneysea.html' title='Tokyo DisneySea'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SWDEBzIhiqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2ycxcsd6-XI/s72-c/DSC03725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-290090147790568430</id><published>2009-01-03T13:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:54:40.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day in Tokyo'/><title type='text'>First Day in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dmUZVkMI/AAAAAAAAACw/1rNarX4LTy4/s1600-h/DSC03667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dmUZVkMI/AAAAAAAAACw/1rNarX4LTy4/s200/DSC03667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287188137935999170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dlD0wmBI/AAAAAAAAACg/OHJBaXEWYIg/s1600-h/DSC03662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dlD0wmBI/AAAAAAAAACg/OHJBaXEWYIg/s200/DSC03662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287188116307744786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dkMXfDmI/AAAAAAAAACY/EKOaDFn_WGo/s1600-h/DSC03671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dkMXfDmI/AAAAAAAAACY/EKOaDFn_WGo/s200/DSC03671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287188101421010530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Hello!  It is Sunday morning here and we are getting ready to go Tokyo DisneySea!  Yesterday was a great day.  We went to Asakusa Temple, and all I can say is WOW!!!!  It is the New Year Festival right now, so I think all Tokyo was at the temple.  It is custom for them to go to the temple at this time of year to ask their god for good luck during the new year.  It was SO sad to see hundreds of thousands of people lined up and waiting to go to the temple of a useless god.  As we walked past the crowds of people the song "God of this City" rang out in my heart, and all I could visualize was that the people looked like cattle waiting for the slaughter.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how that must heart my God's heart to see His creation so lost and mistaken.  Please allow God to break your heart for these people as His heart is broken for them.  My eyes poured as I could only imagine how sad what I saw was to my Heavenly Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for our team.  This is a very spiritually dark country and we need God's armor for His protection.  The team members are SUCH TROOPERS!  And everyone has a great sense of humor. (Even when their leaders says "Let's Go" on a train with less than a minute to change trains!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for lifting us up to our Mighty God!  I can't wait to share with you the adventures God plans to give us today!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the Land of the Rising Sun, one day proclaim to be the Land of the Risen Son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-290090147790568430?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/290090147790568430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=290090147790568430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/290090147790568430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/290090147790568430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-in-tokyo.html' title='First Day in Tokyo'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SV_dmUZVkMI/AAAAAAAAACw/1rNarX4LTy4/s72-c/DSC03667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-4687076256935764952</id><published>2008-12-22T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:58:57.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Moving to Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-tGcDZXI/AAAAAAAAACI/0G_H-znChME/s1600-h/me+and+mickey+animal+kingdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-tGcDZXI/AAAAAAAAACI/0G_H-znChME/s320/me+and+mickey+animal+kingdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720938704725362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-s9EicZI/AAAAAAAAACA/y6JG60Wr5YI/s1600-h/me+and+mickey+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-s9EicZI/AAAAAAAAACA/y6JG60Wr5YI/s320/me+and+mickey+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720936190177682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-sqNigcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1UTwRENY-g8/s1600-h/DSC03398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-sqNigcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1UTwRENY-g8/s320/DSC03398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720931127656898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-sJuiotI/AAAAAAAAABw/cAe_fAl7Ap8/s1600-h/DSC03049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-sJuiotI/AAAAAAAAABw/cAe_fAl7Ap8/s320/DSC03049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720922407707346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! The time has finally come for me to announce that I will be moving to Tokyo in July of 2009!  God has called and opened the door for me to serve with the International Mission Board in Tokyo, Japan! I will help volunteer teams move around the city while doing ministry.  I am very excited about this new adventure God is calling me to be a part of!  It has been an incredible journey so far, and it is only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covet your prayers for me over the next few months, and years.  Please pray for clear direction on what I should do with my house.  Please also pray for a smooth transition (including learning the language- English was hard enough to learn!).  Also pray for Willowbrook to find the person God has planned to be the new children's minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just returned from a week at Walt Disney World in Florida!  I had never been during the Christmas season, and all I can say is "WOW!"  I never imagined WDW could be more magical!  Please enjoy the pictures I have included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that as you go through the next few days, you make time to sit at the feet of your Heavenly Papa and rest in Him!  He is all you will ever need.  He will never leave you, forsake you, nor disappoint you!  He loved you so much that He gave everything He had to have a relationship with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-4687076256935764952?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4687076256935764952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=4687076256935764952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4687076256935764952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/4687076256935764952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-moving-to-tokyo.html' title='I&apos;m Moving to Tokyo'/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_-tGcDZXI/AAAAAAAAACI/0G_H-znChME/s72-c/me+and+mickey+animal+kingdom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706685341730515757.post-3694492390470387406</id><published>2008-11-24T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:00:27.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Yet those who wait for the Lord will be strengthened..." Isaiah 40:31a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have joked recently that I do not "wait" well. I was reminded Sunday night that I am strengthened in the waiting. Wow! It has been an amazing journey the past few months and as I wait on the Lord He is giving me strength. He is revealing more and more of Himself to me. He is also revealing the cost of following Him. It is almost as if He is saying, "Count the cost, and be sure. I will be with you, but you must count the cost." If I had not been in "waiting mode" I would have missed all that He has shown/taught me! Amazing to think that waiting can be a good thing! Thank You Lord, that you draw us to Yourself, and that You call us to follow You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706685341730515757-3694492390470387406?l=outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3694492390470387406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706685341730515757&amp;postID=3694492390470387406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3694492390470387406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706685341730515757/posts/default/3694492390470387406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outtamymind-misssharon.blogspot.com/2008/11/yet-those-who-wait-for-lord-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MissSharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13313367569994839904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vugN3GRAwFg/SU_3qv5kNjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OIwTif0X_nU/S220/me+and+mickey++toontown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
