<?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-13961767</id><updated>2012-01-31T10:53:31.434+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EVIE IN BETWEEN</title><subtitle type='html'>Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph through Christ!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3768681602501388157</id><published>2011-08-19T05:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T05:13:44.976+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going or staying</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last few years doing a lot of thinking, studying and teaching about transitions.  Understanding the transitions of our lives, especially those of us who are officers or move often, is so important.  Of course, moving isn't the only kind of transition.  Perhaps more difficult to work through are the 'stages of life' transitions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've recognized that I need stability in the midst of the transitions.  I don't know if it's become so critical for me because of the stage of life I'm in - hit a milestone age, the reality that I will most likely never marry or have children(definitely won't have children), or because I'm in my 4th home in the last 4 years.  For whatever reason, I've been seeking stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book called "The Wisdom of Stability".  The context is a community of believers in an urban setting, who are committed to staying there.  But the basic principles, I hope, will help me find what I'm looking for.  You will see some of the more thought-provoking and challenging quotes randomly on my Facebook page.  That's it for now.  I'm not sure where this is going or where it will lead.  This I know for sure, God is my foundation and it is and will be all about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3768681602501388157?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3768681602501388157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3768681602501388157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3768681602501388157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3768681602501388157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-or-staying.html' title='Going or staying'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3763494779829636247</id><published>2011-07-12T23:50:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:50:52.121+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A collision of worlds</title><content type='html'>Being in London this week, has been like a collision of my worlds.  I came specifically this week to be at the commissioning as a Salvation Army officer of my friend, Sarah, from Latvia.  While here I'm staying with old friends from the US and visiting friends who I've know since training.  I also visited my goddaughter and her family who are officers in the UK, who were close friends in Latvia and remain close even though we are a continent apart.  At the commissioning meetings I ran into friends from ICO,we were together nearly 12 years ago now.  Plus meeting a number of other people who I met during my time in Latvia.  All of it has been wonderful but a little crazy, too. It is surreal to pass someone in a hall or meet for a minute at a coffee shop as if I see them regularly rather than once in the last four or more years.  I had only a few minutes to connect with people from Latvia who mean so much to me and were part of a life-changing three years.  Even spending a couple of days with friends, seems less than ideal when it will be another year, at least, before we meet again.  It is a privilege and blessing to have so many friends from different parts of the world.  But also sad that we don't see each other or keep in touch.  I'd like to commit to doing better at corresponding, but I know once I get home and back at work it won't happen.  So, I'm thankful for these brief blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing has just occurred to me while I've been here.  It's four years this week since I left Latvia.  That means I've been home a year longer than I was there.  It seems unbelievable in so many ways.  I've had 3 different appointments, lived in 3 different cities.  I guess that's why the time has gone so quickly. I'm only just now feeling settled in this appointment.  And nothing will ever compare to those 3 years in Latvia.  It still comes up often in my thoughts and conversations (probably more than people would like.)  I still want to tell the story when someone will listen.  And sometimes I still feel like I'm getting used to living in the US.   No conclusions to these thoughts.  I just wanted to get it out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blessed beyond measure with family, friends and opportunities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3763494779829636247?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3763494779829636247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3763494779829636247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3763494779829636247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3763494779829636247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2011/07/collision-of-worlds.html' title='A collision of worlds'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8933122263515216521</id><published>2011-06-26T05:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T06:14:33.422+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from Numbers</title><content type='html'>I'm going to try blogging again.  I've missed writing, as these days I rarely write more than an email or a hundred.  There are some lessons I've been learning in this new role that I would like to 'process' in this venue.  Carefully, of course, as I can't break confidences or let on when I don't know what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I started reading the book of Numbers.  I'm not sure why I chose it but as I've been reading, I know why the Lord wanted me to read it.  There are so many lessons about leadership.  Today I was struck with several from Numbers 10.  Someday they may become a sermon or a teaching series.  For now, they are just some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and most significant, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Always be aware of God's presence with me and going before me.&lt;/span&gt;  This is a truth that is hard for me to understand.  It's about God as God.  He is here and He is where I will be tomorrow.  What comfort I find in that reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the practical lessons, such as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Be sure to give clear directions and Be organized.&lt;/span&gt;  Both so important and not always easy to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally and for me the most difficult, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Have a mentor close by. &lt;/span&gt; Moses said to his father-in-law, "Please do not leave...you can be our eyes."  We all need someone to help us see where we should go.  I certainly do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8933122263515216521?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8933122263515216521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8933122263515216521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8933122263515216521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8933122263515216521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2011/06/lessons-from-numbers.html' title='Lessons from Numbers'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8456751686056439431</id><published>2010-01-03T22:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:17:08.785+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Butterfly or Introvert</title><content type='html'>When I was a young officer, my leader called me a social butterfly.  He is one of my mentors and friends.  He also is an introvert.  I was never sure if he meant that as a tease or was in awe of my extroverted nature.   Being social and everyone's friend was a priority for me for a long time.  That got me into trouble! Now, I still like people.  But as I've gotten older, I find myself looking for more time to myself.  I've always found that I get energized by people.  Now, it seems to be the reverse. I need time alone to have energy for being with people.  I don't think there is anything wrong with either personality trait.  Maybe I'm learning balance in my maturity and through experience.  I certainly don't think I'm a 'social butterfly' anymore.  And making sure everyone likes me is not my goal in life.  I think it's a good thing to find a balance between being with people and being on my own.  It seems to be more like how Jesus lived His life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my question for those who read this.  What about you?  Social butterfly, hermit or mixture?  Has your personality changed over the years?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the sermon was about the Magi's encounter with Jesus.  Matthew 2:12 says after they had seen Jesus they chose another route (my translation.) The preacher said 'we can never go back once we've worshipped Jesus.'  I want to live this way every day.  First of all, being with Jesus and then going forward to new 'routes'.  Happy New Year!  Spend time with Jesus and move forward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8456751686056439431?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8456751686056439431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8456751686056439431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8456751686056439431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8456751686056439431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2010/01/social-butterfly-or-introvert.html' title='Social Butterfly or Introvert'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5685175443397327744</id><published>2009-11-11T04:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:41:08.438+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On being an orphan</title><content type='html'>Just this week, 5 of my friends became orphans.  I've been thinking about what it means to be an orphan at 40 something.  Actually, for me it was 30 something.  I couldn't give my friends any assurance that the lost feeling of being parentless will go away.  In fact, nearly 15 years later it hits me every so often and usually when a significant event happens in my life or the life of my family.  For instance, when my brother and sister-in-law got married and then had their first child.  Both events were cause for great joy in our family, touched with a bit of sadness that my parents weren't there to celebrate with us.  And as my niece and nephews grow up, I often think how much my parents would love to be part of their lives.  And how much my sister, brother and I want them to be with us and even still, give us their advice.  I still miss my mom and dad.  I want my niece and nephews to know their grandparents, but they never will.  I haven't tried to replace them with 'other' parents.  But God has blessed me with important, mature and wise people who I can turn to when I need a little parenting.  It's not the same, but I'm grateful for that blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being parentless brought my siblings and I closer together.  I think we are more concerned about each other and check up on each other more, because we don't have parents who do that.  I am so grateful that loss didn't separate us.  God keeps us connected and we know we need each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, being an orphan is sad even as a grown up.  Thank God, He puts us in families, both literally and in the church.  To my 5 friends, I'm sorry and I pray comfort and peace for you. I also pray that the emptiness will be filled by your amazing physical family and by your spiritual family.  God is faithful and He is our Father who knows what we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5685175443397327744?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5685175443397327744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5685175443397327744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5685175443397327744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5685175443397327744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-being-orphan.html' title='On being an orphan'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-132313380911817954</id><published>2009-10-29T01:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:51:30.468+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>I'm starting the process of writing about transitions.  This day has been spent reading through my journals which started before I left for Latvia and continued for a few months into my return to St. Louis.  I've also sorted through my notes from the Debriefing and Renewal retreat.  It's been an emotional day as I've lived through the highs, lows, excitement, hurt, joy and pain of those 3 plus years.  But, it's also made me lonely for those days when my walk with the Lord seemed so much more alive and passionate.  I long to return to that desire for an deep, intimacy with Jesus, not just a routine, occasionally charged walk. Oh, don't get me wrong.  I find the Lord speaking to me and challenging me to grow and mature regularly.  It's the need for Him that seems to have changed.  That's what happens when I live in America, I think.  But, I can't blame it on that.  It's me - independent, proud and selfish.  And right now, I think the Lord is trying to do a new thing in me.  Lord, do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back and rambling...your thoughts on transition would be helpful. I'm thinking it might turn into an Officer Magazine article.  We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-132313380911817954?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/132313380911817954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=132313380911817954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/132313380911817954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/132313380911817954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2009/10/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2641474130299407780</id><published>2009-05-28T06:03:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:05:54.618+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In Between Again</title><content type='html'>I'm considering whether I should shut my blog down or start a new chapter with my move to Chicago?  I'm feeling the urge to write again and definitely feel like there will be many new adventures when I get to the College for Officers' Training.  But, how many of those can I put down here???!!!  I will be learning new things, stretching in new ways and exploring one of my favorite cities once again.  I guess that's enough to keep writing about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2641474130299407780?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2641474130299407780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2641474130299407780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2641474130299407780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2641474130299407780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-between-again.html' title='In Between Again'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7158025089844027965</id><published>2008-10-22T06:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:31:31.094+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti photos</title><content type='html'>There's so much to tell but I'm still processing. Here are the photos (sorry there are so many!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Haiti1008#"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SP6YuldMwzE/AAAAAAAAE9c/csw_e-lnvn4/s160-c/Haiti1008.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Haiti1008#"&gt;haiti 1008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7158025089844027965?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7158025089844027965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7158025089844027965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7158025089844027965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7158025089844027965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiti-photos.html' title='Haiti photos'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SP6YuldMwzE/AAAAAAAAE9c/csw_e-lnvn4/s72-c/Haiti1008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5340833421972702237</id><published>2008-10-14T05:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:45:08.400+03:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/October08#"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SPQD1C9cJFE/AAAAAAAAEgk/a_asAPOaxo4/s160-c/October08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/October08#"&gt;october 08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy month but a beautiful one.  Here are some pics from a walk through the Sculpture Park one day on my way home from work; Rally Day at Euclid; Officers' Councils in Branson.  And early tomorrow I'm on my way with 4 other team members to Haiti for a week.  Hopefully, I'll post some pics and a report when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5340833421972702237?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5340833421972702237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5340833421972702237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5340833421972702237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5340833421972702237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SPQD1C9cJFE/AAAAAAAAEgk/a_asAPOaxo4/s72-c/October08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-699505285666118611</id><published>2008-08-26T04:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T04:32:44.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>More Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>summer st. louis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/SummerStLouis"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SLNX3uX5qjE/AAAAAAAAEDA/3AFHD_iSnuY/s160-c/SummerStLouis.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/SummerStLouis"&gt;summer st. louis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Pilgrimage08"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SLNYwxykvDE/AAAAAAAAEGY/2iaJdWKHomY/s160-c/Pilgrimage08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Pilgrimage08"&gt;pilgrimage 08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/DhqParty"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SLNZ0L8-XVE/AAAAAAAAEJo/IBG1G1mBmGs/s160-c/DhqParty.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/DhqParty"&gt;dhq party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-699505285666118611?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/699505285666118611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=699505285666118611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/699505285666118611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/699505285666118611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-summer-fun.html' title='More Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SLNX3uX5qjE/AAAAAAAAEDA/3AFHD_iSnuY/s72-c/SummerStLouis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7149580065164376228</id><published>2008-08-16T06:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T06:56:22.943+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPzS-j-RI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/3eRpOSAuRfc/s1600-h/P8120022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234959359550945554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPzS-j-RI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/3eRpOSAuRfc/s200/P8120022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPzslp9wI/AAAAAAAAD-g/KxWBmeKB5x4/s1600-h/P8120023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234959366425802498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPzslp9wI/AAAAAAAAD-g/KxWBmeKB5x4/s200/P8120023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPz2Eii6I/AAAAAAAAD-o/h2qAWZ4w7g4/s1600-h/P8120026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234959368971258786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPz2Eii6I/AAAAAAAAD-o/h2qAWZ4w7g4/s200/P8120026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZP0XVFD6I/AAAAAAAAD-w/zn56ZUBP7mQ/s1600-h/P8120027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234959377898999714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZP0XVFD6I/AAAAAAAAD-w/zn56ZUBP7mQ/s200/P8120027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZP0hKZuTI/AAAAAAAAD-4/mLLAPB2EcAE/s1600-h/P8120031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234959380538571058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZP0hKZuTI/AAAAAAAAD-4/mLLAPB2EcAE/s200/P8120031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7149580065164376228?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7149580065164376228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7149580065164376228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7149580065164376228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7149580065164376228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-vacation.html' title='Last Day of Vacation'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/SKZPzS-j-RI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/3eRpOSAuRfc/s72-c/P8120022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-597142971977844778</id><published>2008-08-14T05:34:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:34:52.919+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>I've written lots about our new addition, Kyle and he is wonderful. I just want to say how much I love my whole family. Abigail and I had so much fun this week. We always do. And I love being at DH with my sister and her husband. It's great to watch them in action and to see and hear how God uses them. And of course, Chris and I always have lots to talk about when we drive around taking care of the multitudes of errands she has to get done. The boys are funny and don't seem to mind hanging out with their aunt Evie. And being with Steve and Ketsia is wonderful, even before Kyle came. Now, it's fun watching them adjusting to parenthood. I'm really blessed with a family who care about each other and like to be together. So, even if it was just for a week - it was a good week and I'm grateful I had it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-597142971977844778?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/597142971977844778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=597142971977844778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/597142971977844778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/597142971977844778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1297648538262304257</id><published>2008-08-13T06:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T06:05:16.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/FamilyTime"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SKJJcQFnlYE/AAAAAAAAD6Y/H7ScAUm15TY/s160-c/FamilyTime.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/FamilyTime"&gt;family time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1297648538262304257?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1297648538262304257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1297648538262304257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1297648538262304257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1297648538262304257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SKJJcQFnlYE/AAAAAAAAD6Y/H7ScAUm15TY/s72-c/FamilyTime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5541279993249767402</id><published>2008-08-12T05:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:28:30.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When did he eat last? Is it every 3 hours?  Should we have changed him before taking him for a walk?  Does he need a hat?  Should he be sleeping or awake?  All questions that 2 aunts and 1 cousin are asking this evening as we babysit Kyle so his parents can see a movie.  A movie, by the way, that Matt and I want to see too, but are graciously letting Steve and Ketsia see first.  Kyle is 2 weeks old today and continues to be spoiled by us all.  I only have another day and a half before returning to St. Louis and Pilgrimage preparation.  I plan to get as much baby time as I can.  This week has significance in the Merritt family too - soccer try outs for Matt and Ben.  Lots going on here or as Matt described it "this house is crazy!"  And then you add the Olympics! (Just what is synchronized diving?) Back to the house - it's a fun place to be with lots of energy and laughs. &lt;br /&gt;One week is definitely not enough time for meeting a new nephew, enjoying the rest of my family and actually getting rested. But, it's what I get and will have to do for now.  I probably won't take the remaining days until Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;I've linked my blog to facebook and not sure how I feel about that.  I'm not sure how I feel about fb in general.  It seems to take over a person's life.  It's fun to catch up with old friends but still, so many applications to sort through and some strange, random people asking me to be their friends.  Present readers excepted, of course. Tomorrow, a little shopping, baby holding and another day of avoiding lotus notes.  I bought a new camera and will try to figure out how to download my pics tomorrow, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5541279993249767402?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5541279993249767402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5541279993249767402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5541279993249767402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5541279993249767402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-did-he-eat-last-is-it-every-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8111277979690833926</id><published>2008-08-08T05:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T05:47:38.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/KyleNelsonDiaz"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SI_SvFjRLQE/AAAAAAAADwU/9XWPgyCuY08/s160-c/KyleNelsonDiaz.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/KyleNelsonDiaz"&gt;kyle nelson diaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually seen and held Kyle today - the first day of my vacation.  So, in this album are new pictures which I've taken myself.  It's wonderful being with my family and celebrating this special gift.  I'm sad that it's only one week, but excited that the Diaz family will spend some time in St. Louis later.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8111277979690833926?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8111277979690833926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8111277979690833926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8111277979690833926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8111277979690833926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/kyle-nelson-diaz-ive-actually-seen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SI_SvFjRLQE/AAAAAAAADwU/9XWPgyCuY08/s72-c/KyleNelsonDiaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8228588844581483608</id><published>2008-08-03T16:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:50:05.385+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays and other days</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I started reading the book of Joel.  The first chapter is not the happiest, but is certainly relevant.  I live in St. Louis, identified as the most dangerous city in America. (as an aside my sister lives in Detroit, 2nd most dangerous and my brother in the not so safe country of Haiti - there's a study for someone but I digress.)  This is a depressed city in many areas.  If you drive on the north side, you would think they had lived through a war and no one cares about reconstruction.  A couple weeks ago I went with my cousin to her northside church, St. Alphonsus the Rock Catholic Church.  I'd been promising to go since I moved here and finally it worked out.  I went to learn a little more about my cousin, Connie's faith and to get a sense of an active worshipping community in that part of St. Louis.  We are doing a strategic study to determine our role and it will be important to have partners in whatever we do. Wow, I was amazed. First, the gospel singing was strong, musical and moving.  Connie and her husband are in the choir. It's a multiethnic, spirit-filled group. I loved it! This was the most evangelical service I'd been to in a long time.  The priest challenged his congregation (and me) to have a sense of urgency about sharing the gospel message.  He preached on the parable of the weeds and said the hope for the weeds was in us.  He finished by acknowleding that he preaches on this topic frequently and would continue because St. Louis had not yet seen a revival.  He reminded me of our Global Day of Prayer group who are passionate about St. Louis being transformed.  I recommitted myself to be involved in this city and whatever little part I can play in bringing the Kingdom here.  So, I'll continue to read Joel because I know there is hope and the power of the Holy Spirit coming!&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I was at CBLI (Central Bible and Leadership Institute) with Darta and Karina.  Well, actually, they were with their camp staff friends and I met up with some of my friends.  I also got to know some of the Midland young adults a little better.  I had one of those moments during the Sunday morning worship.  I was sitting with my good friends, Chris and Linda. They have played important roles in the lives of the youth and young adults in the territory. In front of us were Darta, Karina and their friends from this division.  In front of them were a group of young adults who I have known all or most of their lives.   There sat Nathan, who was in Grand Rapids when I was DYS and sang in my little praise group.  Kirsten, who I've known since birth and continue to develop an 'adult' relationship with.  Eric and Cathleen, I've watched them grow up and marry and become amazing leaders.  Another Nathan, who has grown from a quiet young boy to a mature, engaging young man.   I was struck by how blessed I am.  I get to see the fruits of my small bits of influence in the lives of so many from here at home, in Latvia and the future blessings of new lives in my life like Jenny, Kelly, Crystal and Rob.  There they were all around me. And I haven't even mentioned the dozens of officers who were there and went through training while I was on staff, now serving God faithfully and making a difference. I haven't said it very well, but I was absolutely overwhelmed with the goodness of God and His faithfulness to me. It was also a reminded that I need to live in the present because God has more to do and I want to be part of His work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8228588844581483608?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8228588844581483608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8228588844581483608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8228588844581483608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8228588844581483608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/sundays-and-other-days.html' title='Sundays and other days'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8180083149332413342</id><published>2008-08-02T04:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:01:28.232+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Latvia comes to USA</title><content type='html'>A few photos taken from the girls' (Darta's) 1000's of pictures from the summer.  They saved them all on my computer so I have property rights, right?!  Karina left on Wednesday and Darta will go next Thursday.  It's been a good summer for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Karina"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SJO7j4NIs8E/AAAAAAAADng/LoQvG5y1ZLg/s160-c/Karina.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Karina"&gt;karina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Darta"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SJO8ZUPnV4E/AAAAAAAADp0/vzn0NVC1DpM/s160-c/Darta.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Darta"&gt;darta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8180083149332413342?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8180083149332413342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8180083149332413342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8180083149332413342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8180083149332413342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/08/latvia-comes-to-usa.html' title='Latvia comes to USA'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SJO7j4NIs8E/AAAAAAAADng/LoQvG5y1ZLg/s72-c/Karina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5056985365060802350</id><published>2008-07-30T05:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T04:56:48.221+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My new nephew, Kyle Nelson Diaz</title><content type='html'>It's quite a story but briefly, Kyle arrived early and Steve was still in Haiti. He got to Michigan four hours after Kyle was born yesterday. Everyone is very tired but healthy and happy today! I am in St. Louis, wishing I was holding the baby in Michigan. I will be next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyle nelson diaz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/KyleNelsonDiaz"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SI_SvFjRLQE/AAAAAAAADig/11Dx6sc8ifY/s160-c/KyleNelsonDiaz.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/KyleNelsonDiaz"&gt;kyle nelson diaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5056985365060802350?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5056985365060802350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5056985365060802350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5056985365060802350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5056985365060802350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-nephew-kyle-nelson-diaz.html' title='My new nephew, Kyle Nelson Diaz'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SI_SvFjRLQE/AAAAAAAADig/11Dx6sc8ifY/s72-c/KyleNelsonDiaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1768490230549422729</id><published>2008-07-20T06:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T07:29:28.438+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unshaken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've spent the last hour catching up on my friends' blog writings, which also caught me up on the happenings in Latvia.  My heart is full of memories and longing to see it for myself.  Next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been reading the book of Hebrews and am reminded again of God's character which is really indescribable but so real to me.  He is unshakeable, faithful, loving and true.  His plans for me are unimaginable but I trust Him.  And when life seems shaky, uncertain and just plain crazy - He is all I need.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why I love the Euclid corps (where I supposedly soldier but only make it once a month.)  Several weeks ago one of the key employees/soldiers died suddenly.  Tileatha left behind a young son, John.  The first Sunday after she died, we had a beautiful service.  It wasn't about Tileatha, but of course everyone was thinking of her.  Jimmy sang "Blessed Assurance" and as usual, most of us were humming along, fitting in our own parts.  Gradually, the chapel got quiet as we heard Jimmy's beautiful voice and one other, rather out of tune, hummer joining in.  It was John.  He's a special boy and tears began to run down my face as I listened to him confidently humming to these words, "This is my story. This is my song. Praising my Jesus, all the day long!"  Simple but sure faith.  This past Sunday was my next time at the corps.  John came up and before I could ask how he was, he put his arm around me and asked me how I was doing.  Soon he will be going to live with his sister.  I'll miss him.  Also this Sunday we had 6-7 new children come to the corps as a result of an outreach BBQ they did last week.  We were pretty sure these kids had never been to church before, but they were so good.  Restless, but very sweet.  One little girl eventually ended up next to me.  I gave her a mint and she immediately wanted enough for the rest of the kids.  At the end of the meeting they were all getting a little jumpy and I moved up to help them.  My friend and corps officer, Janice, said very firmly "Leave them alone, they aren't disturbing anyone!"  Hmmm, sounds like something Jesus said to the disciples.  We sang a rousing, old marching song at the end of the meeting.  Without any encouragement 3 of the littlest ones held hands, with me on one end and began to march - in place.  Already learning how to be good Jr. Soldiers!  Maybe we'll make our Come Join Our Army goal after all (for you non-USA readers - don't ask.)  I digress...it was an exciting morning and today the corps people are still talking about it and making plans for children's church, certain the kids will come back tomorrow.  God has exciting plans for Euclid and I'm glad I get to be a little part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was on the staff for our divisional music camp (again, sort of as I also had to keep up with all of my divisional secretary duties.)  It was a wonderful time to get to know the rest of the faculty and camp staff.  Bill and Linda Himes were the guests and I had them mostly to myself, as their host.  It was great to catch up and have time for really good conversations.   The beginning of the week, it felt like we weren't going to get much accomplished with the campers.  They were a young and challenging bunch.  But the final concert proved us wrong.  Every group performed beautifully and enthusiastically.  Not only musically, but they also responded to the spiritual direction of the camp.  The faculty were very sensitive in that regard and cared wholeheartedly for the kids.  I preached for the Sunday worship and really felt the Lord speaking through me.  I know people were praying, because the kids listened and responded.  I haven't preached to kids (ages 8-18) for a while and the night before rewrote my sermon and then while I was preaching cut out a few more bits.  Well, actually I believe the Holy Spirit took over and said what needed to be said through me.  Thank God for His work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And throughout all of these days, the flood continues.  To make it more 'disastrous', the disaster director quit as of the end of June.  I spent a few weeks working through resumes and talking with applicants, finally settling on someone who works at DHQ.  He officially starts in a month, but is doing more than his share helping me get through the flood relief work, thanks to his current boss.  That's taken most of my time and energy and is why I've come home at night thinking I might write here or send a few emails but end up watching a little TV and going to bed.  I think things are turning around and maybe I'll be able to enjoy the last few weeks of summer.  If you are interested in what's been happening visually - see the photos below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1768490230549422729?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1768490230549422729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1768490230549422729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1768490230549422729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1768490230549422729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/07/unshaken.html' title='Unshaken'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4900008979548534133</id><published>2008-07-20T05:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:07:04.906+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time with the girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ZooAndDeer"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SGRceI5XuTE/AAAAAAAADYo/64U-lvHwBoM/s160-c/ZooAndDeer.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ZooAndDeer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ZooAndDeer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ZooAndDeer"&gt;zoo and deer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time with Steve and Ketsia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Steveketsia"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SG72M2yaHKE/AAAAAAAADbA/KUCXzWwy2C8/s160-c/Steveketsia.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Steveketsia"&gt;steveketsi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Time at Music Camp with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Mmi"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SIKixcT8KqE/AAAAAAAADgg/dad6U7b9daU/s160-c/Mmi.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Mmi"&gt;mmi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4900008979548534133?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4900008979548534133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4900008979548534133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4900008979548534133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4900008979548534133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SGRceI5XuTE/AAAAAAAADYo/64U-lvHwBoM/s72-c/ZooAndDeer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6163677248587438091</id><published>2008-06-20T05:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:18:32.625+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason I don't blog anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;got to work late because yesterday was a 13+hour day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;immediately was asked to take a national advisory board member on a tour of our disaster team center (we are in disaster mode because of the Mississippi and Wabash river flooding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;9:30 phone interview with prospective new employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10:00 Disaster team meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;11:00 off to the Wm. Booth donor luncheon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a few minutes later an urgent call to come back earlier than planned because I need to do a phone interview with MSNBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1:15 back to the office. phone interview cancelled but do a TV interview on site for local station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2:45 another prospective employee interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3:00-5:45 work in Disaster team command center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;off to get my hair cut and home by 8:00 to fix dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now - exhausted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow - 5-11 p.m. telethon to raise money for flood relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and then????? but really - I'm having a good time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's been happening in the last few weeks:  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = td%20style="text-align /&gt;&lt;td%20style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;may june 08&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MayJune08"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SE7Tnrq4ZBE/AAAAAAAADW0/8qh0bYfu7OM/s160-c/MayJune08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MayJune08"&gt;may june 08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td%20style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6163677248587438091?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6163677248587438091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6163677248587438091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6163677248587438091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6163677248587438091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/06/reason-i-dont-blog-anymore.html' title='The reason I don&apos;t blog anymore'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SE7Tnrq4ZBE/AAAAAAAADW0/8qh0bYfu7OM/s72-c/MayJune08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7895711887966146328</id><published>2008-05-20T19:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:08:12.986+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears are OK! (click here)</title><content type='html'>This one is for me and for many of you out there who find yourself surprised by tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7895711887966146328?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.24-7prayer.com/cm/content/873' title='Tears are OK! 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(click here)'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-924209099596931801</id><published>2008-05-13T05:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T05:59:00.416+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's your audience?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The conferences and learning experiences don't end. After the two seminars related to ethnic and urban ministries I had a few days in the office to get caught up. That Sunday I had a fun opportunity to go to a Methodist Church in the city and share the Army story. It was Methodist Women's Sunday and so I focused on women in SA history and our ministry to women and families. In 20 minutes I did that and threw in a short sermon. Talk about a challenge. I think it worked. They were a hospitable and gracious congregation, anyway. Just a few days later I left for the Territorial Writers' Conference. After everything else I'd been to, it probably wasn't necessary to be gone again. But this conference was for me - I love writing and want to be better and more disciplined about it. I'm glad I went because I did get motivated - well, for a while anyway. I have a page full of ideas for some article or sermon. We'll see where they take me.  I've also been challenged by the question in the title.  I started thinking in this direction during the first two seminars and it was reinforced at this one.  "Who's your audience?" - of course, I wonder about this blog.  I wonder about the division, I wonder about this city and our role in it.  Who should we be serving?  Where is the need and how can we connect? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A day later we had Youth Councils. It was the first for our DYs, who did a great job. And it was my first in this division. I actually recognized a lot of the teens/young adults from my visits to corps. My own corps, Euclid, had a good delegation - all boys! They were so much fun to watch and get to know a little better. It was a powerful weekend and the Holy Spirit did move. I believe the young adults, especially, can and will be the catylst for a spiritual movement in the division.&lt;br /&gt;And while I would love to be writing about all of the reflecting I've been doing on these learning experiences, they didn't end. A few days later I flew to Chicago for a day to be part of the Multicultural Committee. We were planning our next conference. It was a good but hard day. And I'll never do that in one day again. I came home sick and stayed home Saturday. But couldn't do that on Sunday. I was at the Arnold corps in the morning. Since it was Mother's Day, I decided to preach about the Canaanite woman who came to Jesus asking for healing for her daughter. It's not an easy passage but was fun to study. I've been reading Philip Yancey's &lt;em&gt;Prayer &lt;/em&gt;and he refers to this event. Check it out. I'd love to have a conversation with someone about the Scripture. Yancey's book, too. The people were very responsive. It was a good morning, but by the end I had nearly lost my voice and felt pretty awful. That didn't matter, because my next few hours would be spent at the Global Day of Prayer, held at Busch Stadium. I've been part of the planning committee and put together a team of greeters for the event. We had a dozen guys from the Adult Rehab Center. I love working with them - they are so helpful and a blessing. There were also 6-7 more officers/ employees/soldiers who helped. The day started very cold, windy and rainy. I'd been praying since Saturday morning for good weather, but it sure didn't seem hopeful. In fact practically, we should probably have cancelled. But, this is a faith-filled group and we went on. Sure enough, we started at 4 and about 4:05 just as we were getting ready to worship and pray, they sun shone directly on the field! It was awesome! Because I was on the planning team, I got to sit right behind home plate. Of course, I forgot my camera so you can't get a good picture of the view. It was overwhelming to see the city behind the screens, the sun shining through the clouds and a hundred dancers praising the Lord enthusiastically. Sometimes I long to be back in Europe, but these days I'm more and more certain that St. Louis is where I'm supposed to be. The Lord is giving me a longing for this city to change and people to be transformed. That was confirmed as we prayed in small groups during the afternoon. And I'm excited about how God is going to put His plan in place and feel blessed to be in this place where God wants to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-924209099596931801?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/924209099596931801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=924209099596931801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/924209099596931801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/924209099596931801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/05/whos-your-audience.html' title='Who&apos;s your audience?'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1492901349951775620</id><published>2008-04-24T04:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T05:24:40.166+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Spring08"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SA_i-Sg9syE/AAAAAAAADPM/iqp2Aed20AY/s160-c/Spring08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Spring08"&gt;spring08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! This life is exhausting!  These are a few pictures of what's been happening this spring.  A few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jordans and Viki came for a couple of days and I kept them busy!  Putting up pictures, moving chairs, sightseeing at the Arch and visiting my favorite park with the bison and elk.  We drove right through a herd of elk but I forgot my camera!  Ask the girls.  And then they were gone - too quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maria left the next day in the middle of a horrible rain storm but she got to Canada safely and is having a good time there, I'm sure.  It's quiet here and I'm not so good at making healthy meals just for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had terrible flooding in St. Louis over Easter and the Army was on duty.  That work is part of my responsibility - not to do it but to support the disaster service director.  I am learning a lot about floods.  And just this week, a little earthquake.  No damage, but made us think about our preparations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been out visiting several corps in the division.  I'm still enjoying getting to know the officers a little better and seeing them in action.  And now, I'm feeling like I know a lot more of the soldiers and can put them in context of their home corps.  I like it here!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had officers visiting from Ghana, Majors Baah.  They went around the area sharing their amazing story of God's grace and protection while they served in Liberia during the civil war.  If you have a chance to hear or read their story, do it.  You will be inspired and humbled by their testimony.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My good, good friends, Mark and Carolee Israel came for our Sr. Rally.  What a blessing to have them in my home and get in some precious time for catching up.  We all had lots to talk about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been to two seminars and my head is still swimming with too much information and inspiration and ideas of how to implement what I learned.  The first was the Ethnic Ministries Summit, which was a real spiritual blessing and a great resource for our strategic planning.  It was also fun, as there were a number of Army people from our division and around the country.  As I said before, I'm having a good time getting better acquainted with officers and employees in this division and this seminar was another chance for that.  Also, I heard lots of powerful preaching which often made me want to jump out of my seat and yell, AMEN!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The next seminar was in Chicago, an Urban theological symposium.  Not quite as inspirational, much more intellectual.  Since it followed the other immediately, I'm afraid I didn't get as much out of it as I should have.  But still, came away with some new concepts to challenge my thinking and more good fellowship with Army friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;These have been good days and some more difficult.  I guess I'm still in transition and wondering about our crazy American way of life.  Just when I think I'm over the edge, God comes near and reminds me that He knows it all and I'm right where He wants me.  All of the things I've mentioned here are part of God's work - a conversation here, a time of worship there, a laugh with corps officers and a prayer with others.  All of it, evidence of God at work not just in my little world but in His great big world.  And all of it, drawing me closer to Him - just where I need to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1492901349951775620?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1492901349951775620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1492901349951775620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1492901349951775620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1492901349951775620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring08-whew-this-life-is-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/evieinlatvia/SA_i-Sg9syE/AAAAAAAADPM/iqp2Aed20AY/s72-c/Spring08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8185507103373529213</id><published>2008-03-27T19:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:27:53.929+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UK joys</title><content type='html'>Wow! I really planned to continue to be a good blogger but obviously I'm a failure at that. Anyway, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from my trip to the UK, following the Holy Land. It was a wonderfully relaxing and refreshing week with good friends and even some 'me' time. Best of all, I spent lots of time playing with Sian and Abigail Evie (my goddaughter, in case you'd forgotten.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About life here, so much I could say.  It's full, never boring, challenging spiritually and emotionally.  I believe we are in a spiritual battle, which is hard to identify specifically.  I don't want to be overly dramatic, but ask that you pray for us.   Enough said...enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uk0308&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Uk0308"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/evieinlatvia/R-hTrRzCPNE/AAAAAAAADEI/eFuPlH-kaKo/s160-c/Uk0308.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Uk0308"&gt;uk0308&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8185507103373529213?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8185507103373529213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8185507103373529213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8185507103373529213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8185507103373529213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/03/uk-joys.html' title='UK joys'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1518161583979291305</id><published>2008-03-07T20:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:10.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/R9GS8Exbo8I/AAAAAAAAC-M/u7Wt2B6cQUQ/s1600-h/evie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175079007596291010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/R9GS8Exbo8I/AAAAAAAAC-M/u7Wt2B6cQUQ/s200/evie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/R9GR8kxbo7I/AAAAAAAAC-E/tqQbPkSTzvk/s1600-h/Evie+Holy+Land+Photos+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today we flew out of Israel just hours after the shooter went into a rabbinical school in Jerusalem. Please pray for Israel - there are looking at very difficult days ahead. In spite of several 'incidents' while we were there, these last 10 days have been holy and wonderful days. Each day seemed to be better than the last until I was so full, I could only sit and soak it in. I couldn't even take notes, my brain and heart were so full. I'll try to put together some more specific thoughts but wanted to check in and say how thankful I am to have had this amazing privilege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm in London for the next week, looking forward to spending time with several good friends and enjoying some quiet time, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1518161583979291305?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1518161583979291305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1518161583979291305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1518161583979291305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1518161583979291305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-days.html' title='Holy days'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/R9GS8Exbo8I/AAAAAAAAC-M/u7Wt2B6cQUQ/s72-c/evie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8588141656734317010</id><published>2008-02-25T04:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T04:55:01.807+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A backwards life</title><content type='html'>Today - drove 2 hours to Jacksonville where the Polsleys and I did the meeting.  Drove through snow, but it was worth it.  Being with the Shiels family was fun.  Getting an hour to talk about Latvia during Sunday School was excellent!&lt;br /&gt;This week - ACCR (Annual command consultation and review) with a great team from THQ.  As most of the details are part of my responsibility, there was potential for lots of stress but people were praying and I was stress-free!  I was a little concerned when my Bible reading before the review started included Sheba getting his head cut off in 2 Samuel and ended with Matthew's account of the crucifixion of Jesus.  I'll leave that for you to discern for me.  The stress-free and flexible tone continued even when we had an ice storm, closed the office for all but us and a few hardy people and the restaurant we were using for dinner closed.  My goal for the review was that we (DHQ team) would get a clearer picture of our division's health and in what direction we need to head.  I believe that happened.  Plus, some good friends were part of the THQ team and I enjoyed spending time with them, too.  It's a huge project to prepare for and I can't say I'm sorry it's over for this year.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend - took Maria and Megan to the territorial young adult conference, REGeneration in Chicago.  I went to a couple of the meetings, mostly to see people (!) but also because Commissioner Christine MacMillan was a speaker.  She is exceptional and I would love to get involved in her work (Social Justice).  I spent the rest of the time with good friends - Harfoots and Jordans.  A nice weekend and some strong, challenging words at REGen.  Maybe I'll write about that later.&lt;br /&gt;Weekend before that - the Diaz/Polsley team went to  the Joplin corps (see pictures below) which included a weekend with Maria in Branson.  That is a cross-cultural experience!  Very country and very commercial.  A family Las Vegas.  Everyone should go there once!  And if you come to visit me, I'll send you down (and maybe I'll go too!)&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE - tomorrow Maria leaves for California where she'll be for about 3 weeks.  Tuesday I leave for the Holy Land, followed by 10 days in the UK.   Honestly, my brain and emotions have been so focused on ACCR and other work that I haven't really prepared myself.  I do know that there are some amazing spiritual experiences waiting for me, plus a great time with friends.  I probably won't post while I'm away, so expect a long one in about a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8588141656734317010?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8588141656734317010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8588141656734317010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8588141656734317010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8588141656734317010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/02/backwards-life.html' title='A backwards life'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7730767063783085739</id><published>2008-02-12T05:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:21:33.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo and Branson photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/February08"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/evieinlatvia/R7EOOE-uX_E/AAAAAAAAC94/jp9Ie2xNsbE/s160-c/February08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/February08"&gt;february08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Words coming later.  For now, enjoy the pictures!&lt;/p&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/13961767-7730767063783085739?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7730767063783085739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7730767063783085739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7730767063783085739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7730767063783085739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/02/zoo-and-branson-photos.html' title='Zoo and Branson photos'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7487867405906357831</id><published>2008-02-08T05:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:18:07.878+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since my last post so much has happened. I'm beginning to remember how tiring being an American officer can be. I need to learn how to live without being overwhelmed. I think I'm doing better than I did pre-Latvia. Not overreacting (much), trying to keep priorities in order, being flexible when crises (real or imagined) happen. What I haven't managed to do is to find time for myself; for prayer and meditation, reading and fellowship. All that to say, here's what's been happening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We started a new leadership training plan called "Vital Signs Development Days." The first one went really well. We focused on evangelism and outreach. We had several corps participate, all of them with a team of some sort. We have only 2 more planned for the year, but based on the first we may add a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Officers' Councils were great. Commissioners Baillie preached like I remember them when we were together at the training school - passionately, purposefully and soundly biblical. I could have listened for days. These few days did allow for some good fellowship, too. The Lord is providing a few key friends to keep me sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maria and I went to the zoo. It was one of the beautiful almost-spring days. I like the St. Louis zoo - they appear to be very concerned about their animals and they have my favorites - giraffes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend we started divisional music school. I have just a small part, teaching a leadership class. It was the first time I've been around a lot of youth in the division. It will be fun to get to know them better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that the Polsley girls joined Maria and I in an attempt to do some sightseeing. We weren't very successful at finding places to go, but in spite of that we had a fun day. I wonder why they want to be around someone old like me, but they didn't seem to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday we went to Euclid and stayed for their Super Bowl tailgate lunch. MMMMMMM - bbq prepared by the Men's Club. But I'm ahead of myself. This was the first Sunday I felt free to participate in the Sunday School discussion. This is a unique adult class. I can't really describe it, but it is fun. And I joined in at last and seemed to be accepted. The worship service was inspiring - especially Janice's sermon. She loves preaching to this congregation and it shows. So, then we ate and sat around for a while talking. Again, this was the first time I really felt like a member of the 'family'. They even put some extra ribs and chicken aside for us to take home. I thank the Lord for directing me to the Euclid corps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been reading a book for months called "More than Equals - Racial Healing for the Sake of the Gospel." Finally, I finished. It took a while because I could only absorb a few pages at a time. I highly recommend it if you are involved in any kind of cross-cultural relationship, no matter your race/color/ethnicity. It is specifically about blacks and whites. But, several of the themes made me think about the Latvian/Russian issues. It ends with this statement "the real story is not about us, or even about race, but about God and His grace." This is an important theme in my life right now. Grace and humility - how many times have you heard me say or write "It's not about me." That's a lesson I continually need to learn and God continues to provide ways to teach me. I'd be happy to loan the book to you, but suggest you get your own copy so you can make some notes and highlights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Much more to write but you've probably had enough. Tomorrow Maria and I are off to Branson! There should be lots of stories on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few pictures to enjoy from my holiday with family and a few other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;dec07janua&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ry08&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Dec07january08"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/evieinlatvia/R5vk9_3dxsE/AAAAAAAAC5Q/fZlYGc42ywo/s160-c/Dec07january08.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Dec07january08"&gt;dec07janua&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ry08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7487867405906357831?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7487867405906357831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7487867405906357831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7487867405906357831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7487867405906357831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/02/since-my-last-post-so-much-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4423141585022580350</id><published>2008-01-14T04:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:46:26.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer and Reconciliation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a potentially important week in the spiritual life of our division.  We will be spending the week in prayer as part of our territory's 24/7 prayer initiative.  I'm so excited about how the corps have taken off with the idea and made all kinds of plans to get their people praying.  There will be several united prayer meetings around the division, as well as every hour of the week being covered in prayer by at least one person and often by several.  I am sure God has something amazing in store for us.  I can't wait to hear the reports and to see the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The week ends with Reconciliation Sunday.  I'll be with the O'Fallon corps in the morning and then the corps around St. Louis will join together for a United Celebration meeting.  I believe this is all in God's timing - how important to start the week with prayer &lt;em&gt;'reconciliation with God' &lt;/em&gt;and end with thinking and praying about reconciliation with each other.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please pray with us that we will be open and responsive to what God wants to say to us this week.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4423141585022580350?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4423141585022580350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4423141585022580350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4423141585022580350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4423141585022580350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/01/prayer-and-reconciliation.html' title='Prayer and Reconciliation'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2562103521046551798</id><published>2008-01-08T06:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T06:47:31.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to all of you who encouraged me (or threatened - Henrik) to keep writing. And thanks for the suggestions about how to continue. When I have some creative energy I'll change the format and heading, too. Each year I start with a Bible verse or phrase that guides me for at least the first few months. This year, I seem to be headed toward something about Kingdom living and thinking. We'll see how that develops. Here are a few things I've been considering, especially as I've experienced Christmas from a new perspective this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved the Advent theme - "Jesus Changed My Life". Thinking and preaching about how Jesus completely turned around the lives of His parents and the other characters in His birth story was fun. And it caused me to think about how Jesus has completely changed my life and He continues to do that. In fact, I just preached about that this Sunday. I continued the theme with "Jesus Changes Everything" and used Colossians 1 as my text. I could have turned it into 3 sermons, but focused just on 2 main points. Because of Jesus we are reconciled to God and we live in a new Kingdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved being part of the social service aspect of Christmas. I did very little in Latvia and missed it while I was there. Helping with Toy Town was a joy, interacting with the recipients, even getting to pray with one lovely woman. I loved working with the staff, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The intense emphasis on fund raising was overwhelming for me. I know - as a divisional office I didn't have much to do with it. But, it was the main topic of conversation nearly everywhere I went and the main focus of almost every committee/board meeting. I understand how important it is, just forgot how all-consuming it is, too. If you'd like to have a private conversation, I have many more thoughts which I won't get into here. Here's the positive - I talked to a lot of corps officers and was blessed by their positive and energetic approach to this huge responsibility. Some of them even like it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been reading two Advent themed books this season and am just finishing them. I was challenged and blessed by both and would recommend them for individuals or families. &lt;em&gt;Advent and Christmas, Wisdom from G.K. Chesterton&lt;/em&gt; (Center for the Study of C.S. Lewis and Friends) and &lt;em&gt;Immanuel Praying the Names of God &lt;/em&gt;(Anne Spangler) I really enjoy the Chesterton book. He has some great quotes, like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"To be told to rejoice on the 25th of December is like being told to rejoice at quarter past eleven on Thursday week. You cannot suddenly be frivolous unless you believe there is a serious reason for being frivolous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Seriousness is not a virtue. It would be a heresy, but a much more sensible heresy, to say that seriousness is a vice. It is really a natural trend or lapse into taking ones's self gravely, because it is the easiest thing to do. It is easy to be heavy; hard to be light. Satan fell by the force of gravity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a cross-cultural experience this weekend. I went to the Kirksville, Missouri corps. It's about 3 hours northwest of here and really is a different world. I stopped at a nearby Walmart where there were lots of pick-up trucks, tight jeans and cowboy hats. Nothing wrong with that, just outside my comfort zone. Lesa promises to show me some more places like that to expand my cultural experience. The corps and officers were very warm and welcoming. I look forward to visiting them again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow Maria, Henrik and Lisbeth's daughter, comes from the UK for several weeks. I'm excited about her visit and getting to see St. Louis with her. She will give me a good excuse to escape from the office once in a while and enjoy this city. We might even venture out into some of the above-mentioned regions of the Midland division. She needs to get the full picture of life in the USA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2562103521046551798?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2562103521046551798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2562103521046551798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2562103521046551798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2562103521046551798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-to-all-of-you-who-encouraged-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5273255340780893445</id><published>2007-12-30T23:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T03:03:33.532+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did on my Christmas Vacation or Family, Friends and Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm finishing up a week of vacation, sitting at the airport. There are so many wonderful blessings to share and I've been trying to think how to get it down in an organized way. The celebration actually started the week before I left St. Louis, while I was still supposed to be working but managed to get in some fun, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends and Food - the DHQ women officers (minus 1) went out for a night on the town. We started at The Chocolate Bar. It's hard to describe but included gourmet cheeses and lots of chocolate choices. If you come to visit, we are going there! We then went to see Wicked! It's a fun musical, but probably not my favorite. The fun was being with my friends and we somehow avoided work talk the whole evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends - I was on line searching for a Handel's Messiah concert in town and didn't find one. That's a sad part of being away from Riga and Chicago. But, I did find a Rutter 'Magnificat' concert. Carla Voeller and I went. It was beautiful and in a magnificent concert hall. Besides Magnificat, the chorus also sang a lot of traditional carols. I love them and haven't had much opportunity to sing them this year. We were both in heaven!  I had an amazing moment of worship when we all joined in singing "O come let us adore Him".  I'd never felt the spiritual impact of these words like I did that evening.  I don't know if it was the beautiful sound in the concert hall or what moved me specifically.  I found myself praying as I was singing "Lord, let this be true worship for all in this room."  I believe there were some who experience the true adoration of Christ during those moments.  This will become one of my St. Louis traditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food - well, sort of! The Friday before Christmas I went with an ensemble to play on a radio show (6-9 AM!!!!) I also was the spokeswoman for the Army that morning. We had such fun and while we were in the studio, a local restaurant brought in the most delicious food. Not breakfast food, but still - we all ate it! Another place to try some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Family and Food - Then I was off to Livonia to be with my family. I decided to fly, rather than drive 9 hours on my own. That was nearly a disaster because of fog and snow, but I made it. However, my luggage didn't. Eventually, Chris and I went to the airport to look for it (24 hours later) and there it was, sitting with dozens of other abandoned suitcases. Oh well, it got there before Christmas with all presents safely packed. It really was nice to be with my family for the first time in 3 years during Christmas. They had finished most of their corps activities, so we actually relaxed and were stress free. I got to see Abbie and Matt in the Christmas musical. Sunday afternoon we had a Diaz family (extended) party. About 30 of us, who never all get together at once. That was so great and where the food came in - lots of it. I'll post a couple of pictures later. Christmas Day we opened presents together and it was fun and very exciting for the kids. Much different from my Christmas in Latvia, where I usually opened gifts on my own. I was a little afraid that the kids might have outgrown the fun and joy of gift-giving since I'd left.  Not a chance!  They were up early, excited about the Santa gifts and grateful for all they received.  Since in Latvia I always spent the day with the Smiths, I missed them. They called and made my day complete! Later we went to the corps to join in with one of the corps family gatherings for a really good meal and fellowship. Again, a nice and relatively relaxing day. I was simply enjoying being with my family during those days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends and more food - I spent the last few days with the Jordans in the Chicago area.  We had a big party with loads of food and lots of friends over one evening.  We did a bit of shopping and a lot of eating.  I also got to spend time with Gortons while there, which made my weekend even more special.  My vacation ended with Sunday morning worship at Oakbrook Terrace.  As always, I love being there and am so grateful for the corps family who still make me feel like I belong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now it's New Year's Eve and I'm lounging at home enjoying my last bit of vacation with some quiet, peaceful time on my own.   If you have made it this far - how about your opinion on my continuation of this blog?  I really did it to journal my Latvian adventure.  As I'm 6 months past that, is anyone interested in my St. Louis life?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Praying you will experience joy and peace as we enter a new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5273255340780893445?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5273255340780893445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5273255340780893445' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5273255340780893445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5273255340780893445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-did-on-my-christmas-vacation-or.html' title='What I did on my Christmas Vacation or Family, Friends and Food'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5301839178084812870</id><published>2007-12-19T22:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:59:35.862+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland or something like that</title><content type='html'>Whew! So much has happened since the little TV episode. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if you go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myfoxstl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.myfoxstl.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and click on Tree of Lights Campaign, then go to their videos link, you'll see me and a number of Army highlights. The best one happened this morning, click on their morning show then to the video of the bed jumping - yes, it is Army related. That's my friend Will with the painted face - our communications director.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same weekend on Sunday, I started at the Euclid corps for morning worship. I preached and was blessed by the people, as I always am. I look forward to actually getting involved in the corps and being a real part of their family. I ran home from there to dress warmer because I had to meet a Missouri Senator who was going to do a little bell ringing for us (yes, on Sunday - against my better judgment. "all opinions given here are mine and do not represent TSA.") I was the token Army person to ring with him. It only lasted 20 minutes and was really a photo op for him. Then I changed clothes (in the car!) and drove to St. Alphonsus Church on the Rock to hear my cousins gospel choir concert. That made my whole day. The music was amazing, the Spirit was powerful, one of the singers reminded me of Aldona! It was a new thing for me to be able to worship with my extended family. We went out for a long dinner afterward. I'm so grateful to be living near them. So, that was a wonderful day, bell ringing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I had one of those 'God' moments. I had a message from a woman named Lynn, who didn't even know where she had gotten my number from. "Maybe I had called her or maybe a common acquaintance had given it to her" She didn't know why she was calling me either! "Maybe to work on Dred Scott?" She is his great, great granddaughter - very cool! &lt;a href="http://www.sos.mo.gov/archives/resources/africanamerican/scott/scott.asp"&gt;http://www.sos.mo.gov/archives/resources/africanamerican/scott/scott.asp&lt;/a&gt;. Well, I knew why she had called, even if it wasn't the original intent. I called her back and told her that I was hoping to be involved in the planning committee for Global Day of Prayer in St. Louis and I knew she was on the committee. &lt;a href="http://www.praystl.org/"&gt;http://www.praystl.org/&lt;/a&gt; That got her very excited and we talked for several minutes. I attended their planning meeting on Monday evening. The plans are great. But, even more moving was the prayer time at the end. I felt like I was back in Latvia during a prayer conference. The Spirit was definitely working and speaking to people in that room. I don't know exactly where this will lead, but I feel like it is one of the connections from what I experienced and learned in Latvia to what I'm doing here in St. Louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots more happening, especially in my spiritual journey, but that's for another time. I finish with a little nature trip. We had a 'snowstorm' this weekend. I understand that is a relative term, based on where you live, but I've been making fun of St. Louis for a few days and will refrain here. Anyway, on my way home from church on Sunday I drove through the World Bird Sanctuary. Yes, you can laugh. It sounds crazy, but the snow was beautiful and I thought it might offer some nice pictures. Wow! It was beautiful and while I didn't see any birds, I did come across elk and bison (big ones!) Check out my pictures for the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these busy days of Christmas, take some time to consider what it is all about - Who it is all about. Immanuel - God with us - even if you are counting wet kettle money or packing up from toy distribution. God is with us!&lt;br /&gt;st louis winter 07&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;'&gt;http:// &lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/StLouisWinter07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/evieinlatvia/R2XSJKhdOCE/AAAAAAAACyg/XEnV4Pq7yaM/s160-c/StLouisWinter07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/StLouisWinter07"&gt;st louis winter 07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5301839178084812870?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5301839178084812870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5301839178084812870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5301839178084812870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5301839178084812870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-wonderland-or-something-like.html' title='Winter Wonderland or something like that'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4823942948449907629</id><published>2007-12-07T23:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:29:22.923+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, my role puts me kind of 3rd string when there is something to be decided or done around divisional headquarters.  Today is our big media day for the Tree of Lights Campaign.  Generally, the 2 above me handle all PR stuff but today neither were available when an urgent call from the TV station came in.  They wanted to do on site interviews at a few of our Army locations - could we provide an interviewee?  I got handed that an hour before the filming began and with our regional social services director headed out.  Since I was to be the voice of the Army, all along the way the RSSD was filling me in on what services we provide (remember, I've been in this position 3 months today!)  But, back up.  First, I didn't have my proper uniform - skirt and tunic.  I had trousers (for my UK friends!) and an epaulet blouse.  We all decided that would be fine, but in the rushing to get ready I lost a button in a very prominent spot!  No one had sewing kit or pin - AUGH!!!!  I ran out the door saying "I'll figure it out!"  My quick solution - grab my tunic and wear it with my slacks.  Not my favorite look and not especially attractive for a TV shot, but better than the alternative!  I was afraid that was a sign of things to come, but fortunately the rest of the afternoon went fine.  I didn't sound completely clueless and besides, they are editing most of it out anyway!  And I got to visit our Booth Manor, seniors' residence, which I hadn't seen before.  And I got to have a good talk with the RSSD, which I hadn't done before.  And now, I'm leaving the office to study for my sermon on Sunday.  A pretty good day, I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought the new Jars of Clay Christmas CD - LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4823942948449907629?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4823942948449907629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4823942948449907629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4823942948449907629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4823942948449907629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-my-role-puts-me-kind-of-3rd-string.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8254571585360917954</id><published>2007-12-04T05:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T05:44:02.148+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Thanksgiving07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/evieinlatvia/R07IK8LZgjE/AAAAAAAACvQ/zCKaGkHbGY0/s160-c/Thanksgiving07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Thanksgiving07"&gt;thanksgivi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ng07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are the photos from Thanksgiving and my weekend in Chicago.  I had a great time at the Staff Band reunion.   The pictures will show there were only 3 women in the alumni band, all horn players and good friends.  It was fun to be with Sherry and Jenny and my other 'old' friends.  You'll also see that I got to put the angel on the top of Jordans' tree.  Rachel picked me to do it this year, since I've been away so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next week was extremely busy with Christmas activities.  Monday - Wednesday I spent the evenings helping with Toy Lift.  For those who don't know, it's a gift program for prisoners and their children.  The toys are wrapped, packaged and shipped all over the country for children of inmates.  It's a huge program and uses hundreds of volunteers.  Fortunately, it was also very organized and I just helped out where I could.  I also went to the St. Charles county Tree of Lights kick-off.  Again, we have a great team who put these events together.  I like to support their work.  Thursday evening the divisional staff went out for dinner and the theater, "A Christmas Carol."  We had a nice evening together and the women loved the theater so much, we are going again next week!  To see 'Wicked' - can't wait!  It's part of my Christmas present to me.  I also got some of Aivis's photos framed - my other Christmas gift to myself!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that busy week, I flew to Chicago for a day to meet my brother, Steve.  He's in town for a week and I only had a day to be with him.  We went shopping and ate with friends.  It was a nice day.  I flew back on Saturday morning and went straight to a movie theater, where canned goods were being collected for the Army.  The theater management does this at all of their locations and it's huge - about 1/4 million cans.  The theater I was at collected over 12,000.  It was a great deal - 5 cans=free movie, 10 more=movie pass for later.  Again, the volunteers were so great - we are fortunate to have such good community support.  And then, Sunday I was at the Quincy corps.  The morning worship was a blessing and especially because I was with some good friends.  Even though I was preaching for the 1st Sunday of Advent, I managed to get some Latvia stories in and they seemed to appreciate that.  I can't help talking about Latvia!  After lunch, I helped them out with their Christmas visits to the Veterans Hospital.  I haven't done that for a few years.  It was fun to be with the corps people and as always, I was blessed as I talked with the patients.  So, you can imagine I'm a little tired today.  The only event was our DHQ Christmas party, which was a lot of fun.  The rest of the week I'm in the office and very glad for that.  Hope you are finding opportunities to celebrate this season and especially to see God at work, even in your busyness.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8254571585360917954?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8254571585360917954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8254571585360917954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8254571585360917954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8254571585360917954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-9162025588266472973</id><published>2007-11-24T19:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:38:14.235+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fall07&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;' &lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Fall0702"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/R0EMVlA-jgE/AAAAAAAACsM/5WvC9pG9MkU/s160-c/Fall0702.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Fall0702"&gt;fall07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are a few photos from my numerous trips to Southwestern Missouri this month.  I'm the coach for the corps down in that area and have had a great time visiting them and getting to know about their work.  But, it is a 4+ hour drive each way and I'm glad it's done for a while.  And as you can tell by the photos, I was getting a little bored with the trip.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas started for The Salvation Army in our division early in November.  We had our Tree of Lights kickoff, which was excellent.  We have a good team here.  I've been helping out playing my horn for a few events.  It's been a few years since I did that and I can tell!  I've aged a bit, including my eyesight.  It's much harder to read the music these days, especially if I'm supposed to be moving at the same time I'm playing.  I tried to play in the Thanksgiving Day parade while trying to stay on a moving float, but am afraid I just blurted out some horrible sounds.  I'm sure it was funny to watch but maybe not the best PR for us.  I'll post some pictures later.  I've decided to let the younger ones do that next year, I can walk along beside and hand out candy!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that I traveled to Chicago to spend Thanksgiving with the Jordan/Arnold family.  The dinner was excellent.  I do love this holiday and since it is uniquely American, have definitely missed it.  The rest of the weekend has been casual, hanging out with the Jordans - until this afternoon.  The Chicago Staff Band 100th anniversary concert event starts.  I've decided to play in the Alumni band (after the parade I'm seriously considering I've made a mistake!), so have a rehearsal then the CSB concert tonight.  And tomorrow more of the same.  It's nice to be home for this, as I'm sure I'll get to see lots of old friends.  I'll post some pictures later.   Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who it applies to.  To the rest - I am thankful for you and your interest and frindship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-9162025588266472973?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/9162025588266472973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=9162025588266472973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/9162025588266472973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/9162025588266472973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall07-fall07-these-are-few-photos-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5707621180392566296</id><published>2007-11-18T05:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:11.344+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LATVIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-0GVA-jcI/AAAAAAAACl0/E3G4twrtWY0/s1600-h/autumn06+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134020121039113666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-0GVA-jcI/AAAAAAAACl0/E3G4twrtWY0/s200/autumn06+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-4EVA-jeI/AAAAAAAACmc/S91V14wkmls/s1600-h/ygpEE2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134024484725886434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-4EVA-jeI/AAAAAAAACmc/S91V14wkmls/s200/ygpEE2B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my first day in Riga (August 04)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;and Happy Birthday Sian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-0GlA-jdI/AAAAAAAACl8/VZ8AfCRlHeY/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134020125334080978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-0GlA-jdI/AAAAAAAACl8/VZ8AfCRlHeY/s200/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was when Sian and I first became friends - 3 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-4ElA-jfI/AAAAAAAACmk/2RTxkwTTrAo/s1600-h/IMG_6283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134024489020853746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-4ElA-jfI/AAAAAAAACmk/2RTxkwTTrAo/s200/IMG_6283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and on one of our last days together in Latvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5707621180392566296?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5707621180392566296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5707621180392566296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5707621180392566296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5707621180392566296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-latvia-my-first-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rz-0GVA-jcI/AAAAAAAACl0/E3G4twrtWY0/s72-c/autumn06+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8414092755386335148</id><published>2007-11-05T04:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T04:18:59.394+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pray for Latvia, please.  Read Sarah's blog to give you some clear direction:  http://ilsters.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8414092755386335148?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8414092755386335148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8414092755386335148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8414092755386335148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8414092755386335148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/11/pray-for-latvia-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2390784018829890933</id><published>2007-11-01T04:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T04:58:48.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corps I visited since last post: Maplewood, Marion, Carthage and Mattoon&lt;br /&gt;Corps I'll visit in the next few weeks (that I'm aware of now): Springfield, Branson, Joplin, Carthage, O'Fallon, Euclid&lt;br /&gt;Topics that came across my desk today: Disaster work, Development and Advisory Boards, Social services, service extension, Mission Planning Council, homosexuality, complaining people, Come Join Our Army, Christmas cards, Camp, pastoral care and encouraging the field, Christmas events, Vital Signs (corps reviews), job descriptions, Officers' councils, and more but I can't remember now what it was&lt;br /&gt;Blessings today: Benny who visits every day with a big smile, Mary who takes care of me, Carla who listens and makes me feel good, Vicki who is patient with me, the fall colors, lots of smiling children 'trick or treating' at my house, getting to know my coffee shop girls, talking with my sister and more but I can't remember now what they were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from a few different events and especially showing you my daily drive to and from DHQ. And for my non-American friends, a few Halloween pics. Commentary included and comments welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;fall 07&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Fall07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/Ryk9eQVTqfE/AAAAAAAACko/Npv2v7PyBE4/s160-c/Fall07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Fall07"&gt;fall 07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2390784018829890933?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2390784018829890933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2390784018829890933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2390784018829890933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2390784018829890933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/11/corps-i-visited-since-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6751864552571426605</id><published>2007-10-23T05:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T05:44:28.348+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs, Cries and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week my good friends (the Stuarts) lost their mom and grandma.  The funeral was beautiful, a real testimony to God's faithfulness and Jean's faithfulness to Him throughout her life.  But, still my friends are sad and my heart hurts for them.  I know something about losing a parent and that pain isn't easily removed.  In fact, some of sadness and loss remains even 10+ years later.  I pray that they will also find joy and peace, knowing that Jean is at rest and her body is healed forever.  There is hope even in grief.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Officers' Councils was amazing, if I say so myself, since I was responsible for it.  God's faithfulness came through in so many ways.  Everyone pitched in and made the week go smoothly.  The Holy Spirit was evident from the first meeting and His work continued all 3 days.  We had time to pray, worship, learn and laugh.  All of it was needed.  I especially appreciated the retired officers.  They are a wonderful group, who offered support, encouragement and friendship.  I am so glad they were with us and look forward to good times with them in the future.  I also loved working with the DHQ staff - what a great group of friends.  God has put us together for a purpose and I'm excited to see how that works out.  And the officers in the division were great - positive, friendly and responsive.  It will be a blessing to visit them and support them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Latvian friends (you know who you are!)  I really have missed you these days.  We sang songs that we also sang in Latvia, I've been telling stories about you and well, I miss you!  I'm not very good at communicating but it doesn't mean I've forgotten you.  I pray for you often and think of you daily!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again, I am so thankful for God's faithful and loving work in me and around me.  In spite of challenges in 'transitioning', I know God's presence and guidance.  He's in it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6751864552571426605?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6751864552571426605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6751864552571426605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6751864552571426605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6751864552571426605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/10/sighs-cries-and-joy.html' title='Sighs, Cries and Joy'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3099327753089068682</id><published>2007-10-10T05:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T05:57:47.124+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a new name</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Any suggestions for a more up to date and relevant title for my blog?  Although most days I still feel like I'm somewhere in between Latvia and the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...what's been happening since I last updated? Do you have a few hours? Here are some of the highlights: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Men's camp was fun to be part of - I loved hearing the men sing.  Have to admit I didn't stay 'til the end, though.  I was beginning to feel like I was in the way.  Reports are that the Spirit moved wonderfully among them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've visited 5 of the corps for their Sunday meetings, so far.  They are as varied as can be, kind of like the 7 corps in Latvia! I'm hoping to choose a corps to soldier at by the end of the month.  Pray that I make the right decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a great United Meeting here in St. Louis at the Temple Corps.  Their worship team is amazing and it was a good opportunity to meet lots of the people from the division.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our DHQ staff retreat was exactly what we needed - a spiritual retreat and lots of fun.  It was a wonderful start to our team working together.   I'm so glad that our DCs see this as a priority.  We have some big challenges ahead and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unity will be extremely important.  The Lord was faithful in meeting with us.   We laughed a lot, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend we had a city fund-raiser at Grant's Farm.  It was super - fun working with other DHQ employees/officers; great music (70s &amp;amp; 80s), including a chance for a couple of our young adults to play with the band - they were amazing and impressed the pros too and a good PR moment for the Army.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday morning I went to the Gateway corps, where I was corralled into playing in the band and then stayed for the best pot-luck lunch I have had in a long time.  This corps has lots of retired officers, many who are important in my life.  It was good to be with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the best thing I've done so far is attend the Multi-cultural Conference this past weekend.  I can't begin to explain how powerful and inspiring it was.  2 of the best speakers I've ever heard challenging us about building multiethnic congregations - all Army leaders need to hear them.  Great worship led by the St. Charles worship band, including Brian R., a phenomenal musician who I haven't heard in years.  And lots of fun catching up with old friends and even meeting some new.  Maybe I'll write more later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had my debriefing interview at THQ on Friday.  I blabbed on and on, although I didn't intend to - are you surprised?!  It was a good meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week is a little overloaded with Officers' Councils preparation and starting tomorrow evening I'm attending a Christian Community Development Seminar for the rest of the week.  It should be very good, but maybe not the best timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm adjusting to life in the suburbs.  That includes living in a large house, commuting up to 1 hour, 1 way every day (that means getting up in the dark and often coming home in the dark), figuring out how to maintain a lawn when I'm never home, trying to get rid of a skunk who seems to be living under my house (we've called an expert in for that!)  And trying to avoid eating fast food for most meals.  To handle that, I've joined Curves and am excited about feeling healthier and having more energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want to pray?  Pray for our officers, especially our meetings together next week.  We need unity of vision, they need to know they are cared for and supported and we all need to worship and pray together.  I'm expecting the Lord to do something great among us - pray toward that end, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, I've been reading Nehemiah - what a great book!  I'm finding great inspiration from his life and from the rebuilding of Jerusalem.  That historical story seems applicable to much that is happening today.  Need a good read?  Try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3099327753089068682?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3099327753089068682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3099327753089068682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3099327753089068682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3099327753089068682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/10/looking-for-new-name.html' title='Looking for a new name'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-412518182947073510</id><published>2007-09-28T23:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:35:53.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cost of Declaring His Glory</title><content type='html'>Today we learned that Colonel Bo Brekke was shot and killed in Pakistan. (www1.salvationarmy.org) All of the other things I had thought about writing seem petty and insignificant, compared to this...in other words, all about me. Then I read this article on the Urbana website. (click on title for link) It's long but worth the read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many lessons God wants us to learn. But, first pray for the Brekke family and friends. I cannot imagine their pain and sorrow at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-412518182947073510?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.urbana.org/_articles.cfm?RecordId=572' title='The Cost of Declaring His Glory'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/412518182947073510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=412518182947073510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/412518182947073510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/412518182947073510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/09/cost-of-declaring-his-glory.html' title='The Cost of Declaring His Glory'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5768615624407709839</id><published>2007-09-27T00:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T04:59:16.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Rich Mullins - the "Awesome God" guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5768615624407709839?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://relevantmagazine.com/releblog/jason-boyett/remembering-rich-mullins/' title='Remember Rich Mullins - the &quot;Awesome God&quot; guy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5768615624407709839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5768615624407709839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5768615624407709839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5768615624407709839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/09/remember-rich-mullins-awesome-god-guy.html' title='Remember Rich Mullins - the &quot;Awesome God&quot; guy'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2433305429931942351</id><published>2007-09-25T00:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:38:27.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Liepaja Corps</title><content type='html'>Here are some great photos from the dedication of the new corps building in Liepaja. (go to page 4 of the gallery and click on Liepājas korpuss.  Check out those 2 beautiful corps leaders and their new hair dos! Velta and Ilona - I'm so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ieva.class8.be/main.php?g2_page=2"&gt;http://ieva.class8.be/main.php?g2_page=2&lt;/a&gt; photos by Ieva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2433305429931942351?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2433305429931942351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2433305429931942351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2433305429931942351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2433305429931942351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-liepaja-corps.html' title='New Liepaja Corps'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5153347998990343625</id><published>2007-09-19T04:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:36:55.075+03:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;and so little time because I'm sitting at Panera since I still have no internet at home. Anyway, I'm quickly writing to ask for some prayer support:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our divisional officers are meeting for the next 3 days for a spiritual retreat - pray for our relationships with each other to be developed and for unity in vision for the division&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 officer friends in this division with serious health concerns - they are each trusting the Lord and have great faith, but need to really feel His presence during hard days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just came from a Kroc center meeting for the Quincy community. I have a strong feeling that we need to surround this place and the leadership/steering team with prayer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steve and Ketsia can use your prayer support (&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/haitisteve"&gt;www.xanga.com/haitisteve&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me - starting well and figuring out what the priorities are and what can wait (much more to write about that, but later)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now for some fun - here are some crazy family pics (and videos) from my vacation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Family"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/Ru1zc4tFFdE/AAAAAAAACek/pAS7re8S8R0/s160-c/Family.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Family"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5153347998990343625?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5153347998990343625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5153347998990343625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5153347998990343625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5153347998990343625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1500149181871482427</id><published>2007-09-13T00:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:11.964+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm still here and every day my intention is to update.  I could tell you all of my excuses, which would also serve as reason for not writing any personal notes.  But, you would probably just say 'blah, blah, blah' - just write!  So, here goes.I've been in St. Louis for just under 2 weeks.  It's been a whirlwind which included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my sister and family were wonderful and came for the first weekend to help me get settled.  The boys and Steve moved a lot of boxes and furniture and made sure the cable was working.  Abbie, Chris and I unpacked boxes and decided what should go where.  I could use them for a few more days.  I'm so grateful that they found time to come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris and I attended a family wedding in St. Louis.  That was a special treat, because we hardly ever see my mom's side of our family.  Some of them live just minutes from me now.  My oldest cousin, Pat, was close to my mother and was moved to tears when he saw me.  Not because he was so glad to see me but because I look just like my mother!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;neither my phone or internet work in the house so for the first few days before I went to the office I felt like I was without my life line.  Of course, I can survive without those things and that time let me get some good rest and do more unpacking.  The house is beautiful and has lots of room for company.  (yes, that's an invitation)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do have some friends down here and have been able to meet up with a few and get some tasty meals already.  Thanks to Polsleys and Davises for welcoming me into your homes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday was my first day in the office and well, that's going to be a good challenge.  I think the divisional team is going to be great to work with.  There is a lot that falls on my desk and right now the learning curve is more like the upward ride on a very steep roller coaster.  I just hope there will be some leveling before any downward action.  I keep reminding myself this is only my 4th day in the office.  I am not an expert in anything and I still can't even find my way around the building!  This task(s) will require lots of prayer and dependence on the Lord for wisdom and strength.  On the other hand, there are lots of exciting possibilities and good people who are here to support me and the work from this department.  I've met with several of the staff who are within the divisional secretary's responsibility.  They know their jobs, are happy to be in them and I'm looking forward to seeing them in action. (I get to go to Men's Ministry camp next weekend!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, here are a couple of pictures from the Missionary Debriefing and Renewal conference.  The whole group and our amazing leaders, Bob and Linda in our daily setting.  This was one of the best gifts I could have been given on my return to the States.  I'm so grateful to the Army and especially, to the Lord for working it all out in such a meaningful and helpful way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RuhaC4tFFbI/AAAAAAAACaM/vMFZQ_QMNMA/s1600-h/mti+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109432782879528370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RuhaC4tFFbI/AAAAAAAACaM/vMFZQ_QMNMA/s200/mti+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RuhaDItFFcI/AAAAAAAACaU/RxCrECmLQew/s1600-h/mti+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109432787174495682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RuhaDItFFcI/AAAAAAAACaU/RxCrECmLQew/s200/mti+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1500149181871482427?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1500149181871482427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1500149181871482427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1500149181871482427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1500149181871482427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-im-still-here-and-every-day-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RuhaC4tFFbI/AAAAAAAACaM/vMFZQ_QMNMA/s72-c/mti+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-151365764428749938</id><published>2007-08-31T05:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:35:40.616+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Thursday night English-speaking Bible Study Group</title><content type='html'>the rest of you can read this, too!  It's Thursday evening and I just finished spending an hour worshipping with a group of missionaries.  We were singing songs in English, most of them familiar to our group. As we were singing, I realized what day it was and that this was as close as I would ever get to being part of a group like ours was.  I felt like this was a little blessing the Lord gave me. I did occasionally sing in Latvian, too.  I don't want to forget.  Just wanted you to know I'm thinking of you all and while we were singing I was praying for you.  Oh, one more difference tonight - the sun was setting over the Rocky Mountains as we were singing.  Beautiful and a reminder  - "How Great Is Our God"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-151365764428749938?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/151365764428749938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=151365764428749938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/151365764428749938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/151365764428749938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-thursday-night-english-speaking.html' title='To the Thursday night English-speaking Bible Study Group'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8501978925440856903</id><published>2007-08-28T04:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T04:59:44.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/GardenOfTheGods"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/RtN-PPyq0NE/AAAAAAAACPc/Jlv1fhSaefI/s160-c/GardenOfTheGods.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/GardenOfTheGods"&gt;garden of the gods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's the game - tell us what you see when you look at these photos from the Garden of the gods.  I made a few comments, but leave the rest to your imagination.  Leave a comment on Picasa or here.  Also, check out the new Picasa map feature.  I love Picasa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8501978925440856903?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8501978925440856903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8501978925440856903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8501978925440856903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8501978925440856903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/challenge.html' title='A challenge'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7524654135908496021</id><published>2007-08-27T04:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:10:42.876+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Debriefing and Renewal</title><content type='html'>I'm in heaven! Well, I walked through the Garden of the gods and I imagine there will be a place something like that in heaven!  If you've never been there, it should be on your list of 'must see' places.   I flew into Colorado Springs this morning and had a few hours before I had to be at this Debriefing and Renewal conference.  Between here and there is the Garden of the gods.  It has been a beautiful day and I took advantage of it.  (I'll post pictures tomorrow.) The rock formations are amazing and awesome.  This garden is definitely evidence of THE Creator, in spite of the name.  Besides the curious rocks, there was a lovely scent of pines trees and forest flowers.  I breathed it all in and thought, this is exactly what I need.  I've loved having time with family and friends, but I need this time for me before I go to St. Louis.  Oh yes, I think the conference will be good, too.  I've already made connections and realize again what a small world it is - especially among people in ministry.  I met someone who knows my friend, Kjell in Sweden; Malcolm from Riga and who knows who else - we could play that 7 degrees of separation game.  Also, there is an Army couple just returned from Spain who of course know Brad and Heidi.    I'm looking forward to lots of wonderful stories of how God has worked in over a dozen different countries, a number of different organizations and with a wide variety of personalities and gifts.  I'm looking forward to what God has to say to me, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7524654135908496021?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7524654135908496021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7524654135908496021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7524654135908496021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7524654135908496021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/debriefing-and-renewal.html' title='Debriefing and Renewal'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3945320847498700027</id><published>2007-08-23T06:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:12.749+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DSfyq0JI/AAAAAAAACI4/CAi7KVqWjzE/s1600-h/DSCF5506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101737569187188882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DSfyq0JI/AAAAAAAACI4/CAi7KVqWjzE/s200/DSCF5506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Newly painted Pestisanas Armija building in Riga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(RHQ, Riga 1 corps and my flat housed here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DTvyq0LI/AAAAAAAACJI/jB0Z93IjFC0/s1600-h/DSCF5509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101737590662025394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DTvyq0LI/AAAAAAAACJI/jB0Z93IjFC0/s200/DSCF5509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DUfyq0MI/AAAAAAAACJQ/4X7KaPcAano/s1600-h/DSCF5346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101737603546927298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DUfyq0MI/AAAAAAAACJQ/4X7KaPcAano/s200/DSCF5346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DTfyq0KI/AAAAAAAACJA/9jU8UYiC3LM/s1600-h/DSCF5507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101737586367058082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DTfyq0KI/AAAAAAAACJA/9jU8UYiC3LM/s200/DSCF5507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beautiful Art Nouveau faces taken by Ieva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last couple of days my heart and thoughts have been in Latvia. I guess I've been home long enough that it's hit me,  I'm not going back.  Monday evening was a fun get-together at Dani and Jeremy R.'s house, with Brad and Heidi, Lindsay, Steve and Ketsia and the Jordans. I brought pictures (actually, my laptop because I haven't gotten around to printing any yet.) It struck me while Lindsay and I were talking about her summer in Chile and how she felt going 'home' and then leaving again.  Later, I was showing her some of my Latvia pics and while our experiences are so different, I felt like she got what I'm feeling. Torn between here and there (thus my blog title remains.) Last night I had dinner at Bob and Maribeth S.'s house. They are so great and show real interest in my life in Latvia. They sat through my picture presentation and I think that 2 nights in a row were too much for me. On the way home, I was overwhelmed with my emotions. Then today I was on Messenger with Dace. I don't think she could tell (then again, maybe she could) but it was another emotional moment.  Of course, this is normal.  And when I go to Colorado next week for a 'reentry' conference, I'm sure I'll experience more emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the things I haven't done is mention some wonderful gifts I received when I left Latvia:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A CD rom with lots of pictures, music and a very special farewell video from my friends in Latvia.  If you want to see it, I'd love to show you!  Thanks to Ieva for putting it all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A music CD from Edgars of Shawn McDonald &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shawnmcdonaldmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.shawnmcdonaldmusic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; which I love listening to.  Thanks, Edgars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A collage of pictures from the girls to hang in a special place in my new home.  Thanks, girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 beautiful photographs of Latvia, taken by Aivis, also to be hung in a special "Latvia corner" in my new home.  Thanks to Sarah, Aivis and the Riga 1 corps.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A mug with two important faces smiling at me - Sian and Abigail Evie.  Thanks, Zoe and Graeme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to Monday evening...it was great to spend time with Brad and Heidi. Good timing to have them home from Spain while I'm here. I love being with all of the people who were there. It felt like a noisy family reunion. We ended with a very big game of Boggle and I have to confess I'm the Boggle Queen! (comes from having a boring life, so I do a lot of crossword puzzles!) Tuesday started with a root canal! Yuk! And the most unpleasant of experiences. 1. I was having a bad allergy day - that's bad when your head is tilted back and down for over an hour. 2. When the dentist covered my mouth with a piece of rubber material it also covered my nose for an instant. I had a little claustrophobic response, also called inability to breath through my mouth or nose. 3. After working for over an hour the dentist said 'you'll have to come back in a week, so I can finish.' Problem - I'll be in Colorado, then on to St. Louis. So, I'll be finishing on Friday. Sounds like fun - what a way to spend vacation.   Today Steve, Ketsia and I went to see "Bourne Ultimatum" - I loved it but was a bit confused at the end.   I have a couple more relatively lazy days and then on to Colorado.  If you think about me, pray for those days.  My desire is to figure out how to apply all that I experienced and learned in Latvia here, especially as I move to new and very different opportunities in St. Louis.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3945320847498700027?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3945320847498700027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3945320847498700027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3945320847498700027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3945320847498700027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/newly-painted-pestisanas-armija.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rs0DSfyq0JI/AAAAAAAACI4/CAi7KVqWjzE/s72-c/DSCF5506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4492438659512071122</id><published>2007-08-16T04:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T05:16:32.009+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The last week has been spent with family. Here are the highlights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tonight sitting in the family room with Steve, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ketsia&lt;/span&gt;, Matt and Abbie enjoying a movie and time together (the rest of the family are at a funeral which I'll refer to later.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;talking about Latvia for my sister's Home League program as her last resort because their field trip was cancelled due to the funeral. The second choice was a joint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Diaz&lt;/span&gt;/Merritt program but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ketsia&lt;/span&gt; had to have 4 wisdom teeth pulled and Steve's 1st priority was to take care of her. So, that left me. It was fun, the group was great and very interested. I was glad to be helpful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to Chris's pastoral guidance with the mother of a murdered young man, whose funeral is tonight at their corps. Feeling proud of her and sympathetic to her difficult task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night we had our traditional Thai restaurant meal with my aunt Char and cousin Tim, Brigit and Myles and Cash (newest addition to the family).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Playing 'Bang' - a card game - with Matt, who knew all of the secrets, Steve and Steve. Matt won every time but we all had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying our Monday evening get together with lots of extended family members, some who I haven't seen for years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being at the corps Sunday with all of my family. Playing horn next to my sister in their corps band (because they were desperate). I'm not sure we've ever played together. Watching Steve and Chris lead their corps people, especially during the pastoral prayer time. They are great. Enjoying lunch at 'Kings' with a good number of the corps family, along with our family. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dearborn&lt;/span&gt; Heights people welcome us as if we belong. It's a joy to visit there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Attending a funeral for my aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LeEtta&lt;/span&gt; (actually a cousin, but best friends with my Grandma throughout their lives and mine.) Our extended family were together, which rarely happens and resulted in the Monday party. Hearing about my aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LeEtta&lt;/span&gt; from the corps people. We thought that since she was 90+, most of the corps people would not come out. The chapel was full, including a band. We heard stories from former Girl Guards (my age), Sunday School members and Songsters. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LeEtta&lt;/span&gt; influenced several generations of people at the Royal Oak corps and it was a huge blessing to hear those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;testimonies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Driving up to Michigan with my brother and sister-in-law in the middle of the night to get to the funeral. Those 5 hour drives always give us time to catch up and have some good conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thank God for my family and for this time we can spend together. Thanks for listening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4492438659512071122?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4492438659512071122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4492438659512071122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4492438659512071122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4492438659512071122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6011130836607538612</id><published>2007-08-07T20:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T05:24:53.450+03:00</updated><title type='text'>An amazing weekend</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a lazy, recovery day for me. I had a great weekend but it took a lot out of me. The end of the week included a doctor and a dentist. (the dental hygenist said I had good oral hygiene!) I also spent time with good friends who are sisters and their families - Gortons and Yoders. In fact, I met the Seilers (chief secretary) and she immediately thought I was one of them. But, to make my sister happy, as soon as she learned who I was she said "You are Chris Merritt's sister." Chris thinks that doesn't happen very often, but being out of the territory for 3 years has changed things. Anyway, back to the events of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of what I really love about this territory when I went out to CBLI on Friday. It was the summer mission team program and the best one I've seen, both from the program side and from the missional effectiveness side. The passion of the youth and young adults was strong - whether they had been in a far off country or visiting little corps in Wisconsin and Michigan. They get it! A lot of that is because of Chris, Kristin and the other leaders who have influenced them. I loved the fact that each team memorized scripture together during their summer. They taught us lots of songs and shared powerful testimonies. I've known a lot of these 'kids' from birth or a very young age and watched them grow up to be godly, maturing and confident disciples of Jesus. Of course, they are not perfect and I'm sure their parents and corps officers could tell some stories - but there is definitely a lot of hope for the future of the Army and the kingdom, in this territory and beyond. One funny thing happened, well I thought so anyway. The worship team had us singing "Heaven Came Down" and the whole room (about 500 people) started clapping just like we used to 20 years ago. I burst out laughing. I never thought I'd sing tht song again, and if I did I was sure it would be in a nursing home not in a youth meeting! Personally, I have to admit I felt a little disconnected and it was hard not to be in the middle of it all, but reality is that life goes on and I'm thrilled to see the great things the Lord is doing. I went home tired from seeing so many people and trying again to have those little conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I had a very nice time catching up with Bill and Sue Harfoot and then met Gortons to go out to camp again. It was the final program for the children and youth programs. The kids were cute and there were a lot of proud parents. The best part of the evening came at the very end. The teens and young adults had memorized a recently popularized speech, describing the character and life of Jesus. (sorry I can't give you a better description, I tried to find it online but couldn't. Can anyone help me?) They quoted it with power, passion and at a very high volume. I got chills as they described our Lord with certainty and faith, acknowledging their belief in Him and proclaiming Him as Lord to all of us. It was an amazing ending to a good evening. Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/August07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/Rrim3Puhn2E/AAAAAAAACGU/bftwI6EiE04/s160-c/August07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/August07"&gt;august07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6011130836607538612?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6011130836607538612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6011130836607538612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6011130836607538612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6011130836607538612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/amazing-weekend.html' title='An amazing weekend'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1778332895369514712</id><published>2007-08-07T19:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:13.114+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dace at the Art Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rrij3vuhn0I/AAAAAAAACFg/bbJl62jp5iA/s1600-h/IMG_6680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096003156469456706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rrij3vuhn0I/AAAAAAAACFg/bbJl62jp5iA/s200/IMG_6680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Dace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rrij4Puhn1I/AAAAAAAACFo/CaRR3Jub8xo/s1600-h/IMG_6681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096003165059391314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rrij4Puhn1I/AAAAAAAACFo/CaRR3Jub8xo/s200/IMG_6681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a pig! (no offense meant to Dace)&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/13961767-1778332895369514712?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1778332895369514712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1778332895369514712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1778332895369514712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1778332895369514712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/dace-at-art-museum.html' title='Dace at the Art Museum'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rrij3vuhn0I/AAAAAAAACFg/bbJl62jp5iA/s72-c/IMG_6680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6867876531756682308</id><published>2007-08-01T23:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:26:28.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive and in America!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I safely arrived on Friday evening, about 1 1/2 hours late but with no complications, including the Warsaw connection. Thanks to all of you who prayed about that. Just a little about my last days in Riga before I move on to current experiences. On Thursday (has it only been 6 days? Wow!) I had a delicious lunch with the Riga 2 crowd. Ilona RT fixed one of the most tasty meals I've every had. If you get invited to eat something she's cooking - say yes! And Ilona and Evelina made me some great cookies, traditional Latvian, to take with me. I just ate the last one yesterday. I have to admit I didn't share them very freely. That evening the Smiths and I went to the Big Lido. I had my last pankukas. We had a nice time together. Later, Veronika and Marina came over for a while. We had a good talk and said goodbye. Friday I finished my packing and cleaning then to a good bye coffee break for Linda Silina (off to a mission trip, then something new) and me. After some nice food and words, I was on my way to the airport. The girls said goodbye at the office, then followed us to the airport to say goodbye 'one more time!' The Smiths and Larssons stayed with me for lunch (at Lido!) and then it was the last goodbye. It was hard to say bye but I was tired of being in 'farewell' mode and ready to get on with the move. While in line to check in I met a couple also headed to Chicago (then on to San Francisco). She had looked into all of the travel rules and got opposite answers from what I did. She put me in a little panic but it all worked out. We continued to talk when we got on the bus to the plane, then while we waited in Warsaw. They were an interesting couple and if I was headed back to Latvia, we could probably have become friends. For you in Latvia, they are going to be featured in a couple of magazines soon - Ieva, Sieviete and Apelsinu (OK, maybe not spelled correctly but you know what I mean!) She will be on the cover of at least one - red hair and called Airina, I think. He's from the UK and of Indian heritage. Read their story, it should be interesting. I think they kept me from dwelling on leaving and getting too introspective. That was a good thing. I had a great group meet me at the airport - Chris and Steve and kids, Lisa and girls and Joe and Kristin. The 3 little girls came running and calling my name as soon as I got through the door and I felt well welcomed home! My sister's family stayed for the weekend. It was good to be with them without any pressures of schedules. And they helped me get on to a normal routine right away. No lounging or jet lag for me! Well, for a couple of days anyway. On Sunday we went to CBLI for church - it was good but a bit overwhelming to see so many people at once. I headed to OBT afterward for their day camp musical and to see people there, then to Jordans for a while. A very nice Sunday but I was tired. So Monday was my lazy day - and piggish - I ate lots of junk food!  Some of my initial impressions of being at home: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my cell phone is a portable PC - EEK!  I have not figured out how to use it and feel overwhelmed by it.  If you try to call me, be patient!  My car also has some high tech things I've got to figure out.  If you know me or you look at this blog, you understand that I'm not very good with technical stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had Twizzlers (thanks, Kristin and Lisa!) and a Portillos hot dog and what ever else I eat, I've had my favorites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to get my driver's license replaced and had a Latvian 'de ja vu' of my immigration experiences as I walked in to the Secretary of State's office and saw the numbers above the desks.  I brought something to read, expecting to wait for a long time.  The whole process took less than 30 minutes, really!  No hassles, no questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I went to THQ and was amused when I realized the smell of THQ never changes!  It's not bad - just unique.  However, I did have some strange feelings as I realized I could quickly settle in to my routine there - coffee break with Carol and Kristin, lunch with the IT crew and visits to the usual offices.  Again, not a bad thing, just interesting to think about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I get tired easily when I've been having lots of those quick conversations with people I haven't seen for at least a year.  I wish I could sit with each person for an extended time and really get caught up.  I can't easily or quickly answer the question "Are you glad to be home?"  So, if you really want to hear the answer, let's meet for coffee or a meal together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really have a plan for my holidays and I'm finding that stressful - how crazy is that?  Why can't I just relax and enjoy having no responsibilities or people needing me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When Sergejs said goodbye to me, he said in English "&lt;strong&gt;Let&lt;/strong&gt; God bless you.  &lt;strong&gt;Let&lt;/strong&gt; God use you in your new work". I guess you could call that a missed translation, but I think they were important words for me. I know God wants to bless me and use me.  The question is, will I let Him?  During this holiday time, I'm looking for God's blessing every day and He is faithful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6867876531756682308?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6867876531756682308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6867876531756682308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6867876531756682308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6867876531756682308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/08/alive-and-in-america.html' title='Alive and in America!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2232904395598156052</id><published>2007-07-26T22:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:16:54.977+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow at noon I leave RHQ to go to the airport.  My flight is at 2:40.  And I'll be in Chicago at 7:35 p.m.  Lots to write but no time, energy or brain left.  I'll try to write soon after I get home.  Unless I'm enjoying my vacation too much!  Love to all who have lived with me in Riga through this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2232904395598156052?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2232904395598156052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2232904395598156052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2232904395598156052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2232904395598156052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-it.html' title='this is it!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-721834815476574871</id><published>2007-07-23T22:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:10:50.398+03:00</updated><title type='text'>more last things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday was a great farewell party for the Smiths, Oltermans and me. Thanks to everyone who did the planning and work - Sarah, Dace, Ilona RT, Ieva and Olesja plus a few extras in the kitchen and other places. I'll post pictures and you can also check out Ieva's gallery (see side bar). The pictures describe our fun better than I can. I think it was one of the best farewell parties I've been part of. Lots of food (Latvian - mmmm), games (Latvian - hmmm) and noise (all languages!) Sunday was my last time at Riga 1 and it was a good day. I seemed to attract the kids at the beginning. Angelina and Josh were very interested in what I had in my bag - not very interesting to me. I was holding Josh during the worship time and it hit me "this is the last time I'll sing these songs in Latvian" and got a little weepy. Josh noticed my tears and patted me on the back and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then he went back to clapping and swinging with the music. A little later I gave my testimony and again got a bit weepy (only because Erika was crying!) When I went back to my seat, Josh came over grabbed my hand and put it around his waist for me to give him a hug, held it for a while then went back to playing with Sian. I suggested to Sarah that he has the gift of discernment but she thinks he is a bit young for that. He definitely is very special and very sensitive. One of my favorite memories will be singing "Blessed Be the Name" and feeling like that praise was filling the hall. We didn't have a huge crowd but it sounded like it. It was beautiful and I'm sure the Lord was pleased with our offering. The song ends with this phrase "You give and take away but I will always say 'Blessed be Your Name!'" The truth in that line really struck me. Yes, this was a moment of taking away, but the last 3 years have been a gift. And so, I know that there is more to receive and yes, more to be taken away. But, through it all I can say "Blessed be Your Name!" Sarah had a time of prayer for me, which was very special. I had the feeling that I needed to be open and soak up all the prayers, love and blessings that were coming during those moments. I also received some beautiful "Aivis" prints of Latvia to hang in a special place in my new home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;More and more individual goodbyes have come - Olesja (pray for her, she is on a mission trip to India), Arturs and a number of the corps people. Of course, by Friday the good byes will come for everyone. Tonight Ieva and I went for dinner and then she came over for tea. We had a nice walk through Old Riga and good conversation along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow is house cleaning with Marika and Erika and who knows who else? Will be fun!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lots of photos here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ctable"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/2007_07_21"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/evieinlatvia/RqUUa_uhmeE/AAAAAAAACFE/9KXTa8xL7gU/s160-c/2007_07_21.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/2007_07_21"&gt;2007_07_21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-721834815476574871?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/721834815476574871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=721834815476574871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/721834815476574871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/721834815476574871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-last-things.html' title='more last things'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6821285905702672786</id><published>2007-07-20T21:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:13.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>musings about life - amusing or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RqEPZhYvtPI/AAAAAAAAB5M/uMxwXe9MhLU/s1600-h/DSCF4765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089365985038677234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RqEPZhYvtPI/AAAAAAAAB5M/uMxwXe9MhLU/s200/DSCF4765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken from Ieva's Gallery (see side bar link) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the things I've learned from reading Palau's book and 2 Corinthians is to trust God with the little things more often. Palau says "Often it's the little problems, not the big ones, that reveal the weaknesses in our character." This is so true for me. I'm great in a big crisis but the little worries of the day get me frustrated, nervous and distracted from what's important. So, I've been working on this. I know that part of it is my understanding of prayer - is God really concerned with whether I lost my keys or forgot to do some task? Well, that's a question I'll leave for you to answer. I am sure He is concerned with my reaction to those little problems. Here's my experience this week...Monday I had to get 2 documents prepared for the shipper to use for Latvian customs. One had to be translated, the other notarized. I thought all translators were away this week and I had a bad experience with a notary public previously. My first reaction was to be worried about getting this done. My 2nd thought was to practice what I've been studying. I decided to trust these 2 things with the Lord and see what happened. I walked in to the office and there was Olesja, returned for 1 day to do some things in the office. She had the letter written in 2 minutes. Next I was off to a notary public, who turned out to be as friendly, helpful and efficient as could be. Small miracles! Next little problem I'm trying to trust the Lord with is my flight home - Lot Airlines which doesn't have the best reputation. But, I'm looking at it as the end of this great adventure! Maybe I'll get some extra hours in Warsaw. I hear it's a nice city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After my things left Riga, I was told it would take 15-20 days to get to the states. My plan (admittedly procrastinating) was to finish the forms for Latvia and then do the ones for the US. I was headed to that task on Thursday morning when I had an urgent email from the US shipping company. "This is an emergency, please get your forms completed now." I won't comment about how she'd been trying to call my soon-to-be cell phone number in St. Louis and couldn't figure out why I wasn't answering, but hadn't tried to email or use the Latvian phone number listed in my correspondence. Anyway, I filled out the forms and faxed them to her and asked to be notified whether they were OK or needed some editing. A few hours later the same woman called to say my forms were fine and..."please hold..." "Your shipment has just arrived in the States." Yes, that's just 2 days after they left Riga. When I reminded her of the suggested shipping time, her response was "Well, in a country like Latvia I expected it would take much longer." I didn't say anything, which I think was great restraint on my part. The good news, my stuff arrived at US customs and will be in St. Louis before I leave Riga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One zoo story from last week - you know how in the old days and I suppose in some countries today pregnant women are kept hidden? No, I'm not advocating that - stick with me...in Latvia pregnant women often continue to wear what they wore pre-pregnancy - short shirts and low, low riding trousers. Now I know from Zoe's experience that maternity clothes are expensive here, so I'm not making any judgments. And Latvian women start out tiny, little things anyway. By the end of pregnancy you often see very large bare bellies walking down the street, protruding from those tiny women. Really, that's not what my story is about. I saw the most disturbing pregnancy at the zoo. Have you ever seen a pregnant camel? At first I thought the camels had some kind of disease, their humps were flopping over, one on each side of their bodies, but then Johanna pointed out their extended sides. The strangest sight I've every seen and there were 3 of them. I'll be happy never to see it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I threw out a favorite pair of sandals today which I figure are more than 10 years old. The sole on one is completely separated from the shoe. I could probably repair it but as I only paid $12 or so I think I've got my monies worth. I did love those sandals and haven't found anything I like as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since my DVDs and most of my CDs are gone and I'm in my flat most of the day, I've been listening to recordings of Norridge Citadel's meetings. They have been sending them for a couple of years and I haven't been able to keep up. I also received recordings from Flint Citadel and Dearborn Heights. I won't deny that I immediately listen to the DH CDs, as I get to hear my sister and brother-in-law. But those only come one per month. Norridge sends a whole month's worth at a time. I still have several I haven't heard and this week I'm catching up. I've heard Doug Rowland, Darryl Leedom and Jesse Collins preach so far. I also love to hear the worship time and the band. I have only one complaint - Pete McBride's offertories are usually deleted. No offense to the preachers or other worship leaders, but I'd really love to hear Pete's piano creations each week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally, (aren't you glad?) tonight is the divisional welcome for Neal and Patty Richardson, my new DCs. I am sorry I can't be there but they are definitely in my thoughts and prayers. The pilgrimage camp follows for the rest of the weekend and it's the first big thing for the new divisional team (minus me.) I've been praying that this will draw the team together in a powerful and purposeful way and that they will all get a vision for what God wants to do in the division. Then I'll come along in a couple of months and join in with them physically. I'm joining them in prayer right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6821285905702672786?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6821285905702672786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6821285905702672786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6821285905702672786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6821285905702672786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/musings-about-life-amusing-or-not.html' title='musings about life - amusing or not'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RqEPZhYvtPI/AAAAAAAAB5M/uMxwXe9MhLU/s72-c/DSCF4765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6737467406925677603</id><published>2007-07-17T22:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:23:21.078+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The boxes are gone...</title><content type='html'>Today the movers came and took away my things. Everything except what I can put in two suitcases and a carry on. I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling, but except for a headache and tired I'm not feeling much of anything. OK, that's not true. The removal of most everything from my house exposed lots of dust and dust 'elephants' (too big to be called bunnies.) So, my main emotion is disgust and a longing for a maid! I think the headache also is caused by the dust. During and after the movers, I spent a while in Sarah's office just catching up. She's been away for a while on vacation and at camp. It was nice to talk but I think she was wishing I would leave so she could get some work done. The moving company is great. They are helpful and friendly and seem to be efficient. They said my things were going straight to the airport and I haven't had any calls from them, so I assume they had no trouble with customs. Why would Latvia want to keep my stuff? When it was all gone, I realized that I really don't put a lot of value on my personal property. I mean, it could all disappear and the things I would miss the most are my photos and books. I do have a lot but none of it is very dear to me. So, the question I have for myself is why do I keep so much? I guess most of it has a memory behind it of someplace I've traveled, someone I've met or of my family and friends. The memories can't be taken away (unless you read Lesa's blog of Monday, July 16 -http://www.xanga.com/Emjaymom) Sunday and Monday were wholly devoted to packing. I didn't have to do it all, the movers would have done whatever I left. But, as long as I had to sort through it, it was easier just to pack it away and get it out of my sight. Also, it will be much easier when I unpack if I know what I put in each box. The movers were surprised I hadn't left something for them to do, except the pictures. So, they double packed some things. They are well protected. I did have a momentary panic this afternoon, wondering if I might have packed something I really need, like my passport...just checked and it's still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the Smiths and I went out to our camp near Liepaja. It's about a 3 1/2 hour drive each way. The day couldn't have been anymore perfect. We got to the camp with enough time to walk down to the sea (Baltic) and then come back for lunch. We joined the Riga 1 and 2 corps Family Camp, which also included some other corps and several people who don't attend a corps but have some connection to someone at the camp. Ilona RT did most of the organizing, with help from Ieva and Sarah. It was a great camp - about 45 people of all ages. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. After a really good Latvian soup lunch, there was a concert by some young women. They were good, especially their guitar playing. It was a nice, restful hour. I wandered around the camp taking pictures, some of them are linked below. I have never been to the camp and thought I should see it once before I leave. I'm glad I did - I think I've found a project to support when I get home. It's a beautiful place, but needs a lot of work. If you are interested, let me know. I'll show you all of the pictures and give you some project ideas. We were back at the beach for the last couple of hours. Then I suddenly realized I was going to have to say my final good bye to a few of the people - 2 new captains: Ilona and Velta and Lt. Aldona. All 3 were difficult. There I was on the beach with tears running down my face. It was also the Smiths last time to see those people, so we were all feeling a bit emotional. But, all in all a very nice day with good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday were spent with another good friend, Johanna, from Sweden. We met when she was a cadet and came to Riga 2+ years ago. We've had a special connection ever since and try to see each other whenever I'm in Stockholm. This time, she came here. I decided to leave my farewelling work and just spend time with Johanna. Thursday we walked around the old city and then came home for the evening. While we were out, we heard an interesting music performance. I heard a pan pipe and was sure it was a group from one of the central Asian countries. I dragged Johanna over to see and she said she thought they looked like american Indians. I couldn't believe it, but when one of them took his tom tom drum and started dancing around I had memories of Nebraska and Black Arrow. Then one of them came out with a cowboy hat and I had to admit they didn't look Asian. I went to see their albums and saw they were identified as Indians, but the contact information was for Germany. Someone explain that to me. I didn't buy an album but you can see some pictures. Friday we went to two places I've never been - a Latvian cemetary and the zoo. The cemetary made me think of Miriam - she loves to walk through cemetaries and I would never have gotten her out of this one (actually many connected to each other.) It was really interesting but can't be properly explained. Latvians take their cemetary plots very seriously - gardens and benches included. And no, I didn't take pictures. The zoo was, well, OK. The older I get the less I like seeing animals caged or in small confines. Maybe it's my own fear of being closed in and controlled? (no psychoanalysis please) But, the time to walk and talk was special. Even though we haven't seen each other a lot, it's been a nice friendship which will be hard to keep up from such a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go. 5 days in Latvia and only 10 more to go. I caught up on blogs and internet gossip today and realized that a lot of my friends will be having babies soon after I get home. That should make it fun to get around and visit! Saturday is the farewell for me, Smiths and Oltermans. I thought it was just Riga 1 but now understand that everyone is invited. So, lots of goodbyes coming up. Thanks so much for your prayers during these days. You are getting me through - with the Holy Spirit's help, too! (see pictures in previous post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6737467406925677603?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6737467406925677603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6737467406925677603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6737467406925677603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6737467406925677603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/boxes-are-gone.html' title='The boxes are gone...'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7724529862806044282</id><published>2007-07-17T22:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:05:38.667+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun days in Latvia</title><content type='html'>Photos here. Words coming...&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ctable"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/JohannaAndBernati"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/evieinlatvia/Rp0O5hYvsPE/AAAAAAAAB4k/PYfBhY7_m1c/s160-c/JohannaAndBernati.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/JohannaAndBernati"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Johanna and Bernati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7724529862806044282?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7724529862806044282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7724529862806044282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7724529862806044282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7724529862806044282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-days-in-latvia.html' title='Fun days in Latvia'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3856295586706303323</id><published>2007-07-10T20:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:53:18.718+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday was an organizing and packing day. I got a pretty good start and feel like the job is manageable. Sunday was my turn to preach at Riga 1 and my last time. I didn't expect many people but since the girls planned to be there and to lead the worship, I expected a good time. And it was. We had a pretty good group, about 35, and the worship was great! I preached from 2 Corinthians, inspired by the book I mentioned a couple of posts ago (Stop Pretending by Luis Palau). Dana translated, which was nice because she knows me and so it's easy to keep the flow. I came home intending to do some more packing but was exhausted and actually took a nap in the afternoon and then lounged the evening away. There was someone playing music either in the corps or just outside most of the night and I was awake. Wonder if my new house will be quiet? Yesterday and today were devoted to sorting and packing. I now have most of the sorting done, so it will be easy to put things in boxes. The house is a disaster and I have company, Johanna from Sweden, on Thursday and Friday. Tomorrow I'll be at the office for a while and then come home to clean the house up a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(My life sounds really exciting these days, doesn't it?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are a few pictures to see just how exciting it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ctable"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/July07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.google.com/evieinlatvia/RpPC89_KGvE/AAAAAAAABwM/2-bsg_HYOqo/s160-c/July07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/July07"&gt;july 07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3856295586706303323?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3856295586706303323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3856295586706303323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3856295586706303323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3856295586706303323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-was-organizing-and-packing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7221522934745557962</id><published>2007-07-10T15:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:06:27.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Latvian Preschool in Chicago</title><content type='html'>Check this out!       &lt;a href="http://www.starins.org/"&gt;http://www.starins.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7221522934745557962?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7221522934745557962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7221522934745557962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7221522934745557962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7221522934745557962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/latvian-preschool-in-chicago.html' title='Latvian Preschool in Chicago'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5250044359727364908</id><published>2007-07-06T23:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:14.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How to avoid packing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to scare you Ieva. I am experimenting with the look of my blog. I don't think I like this one but it will do for a while. I have to come up with a new name and focus if I'm going to keep up the blog when I move to St. Louis. I don't think that life as a divisional secretary will be quite as exciting as the last 3 years have been, so I need some help. I want to keep writing but about what? And, suggestions for new names are welcome. No, Henrik, I'm not going to call it 'Meet me in St. Louis!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been reading 'Stop Pretending' by Luis Palau. It is an excellent study of 2 Corinthians and would be a great small group study, especially for people in ministry/leadership. One of the things he says that really struck me is "When I start my day with a positive, joyful prayer to the Lord as the Apostle Paul prayed (2:14), I can even be with people who are negative without being negative myself." That is not a new thought but I guess it is something the Lord needed to get my attention about. I realized that I more often pray "Lord, this is going to be a hard day, please get me through it." Instead, I want to pray as Paul did "Thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph through Jesus Christ." Positive, victorious, hopeful not beaten down before I start. I tried it today and it was one of those days! Well, a mixed up day I guess. The morning was spent trying to sort out some problems with the living arrangements for some of the new captains, not so much the practical stuff as the attitude stuff. Tonight I was supposed to go to see the new Die Hard movie with Marika and Linda, but that didn't work out. When I got home from the training school, I had a frustrating discussion with Ronalds about my toilet which still is not working. I was feeling more defeated than victorious. And what I really needed to do tonight was start packing. The movers come in 10 days! Fortunately Ilona RT caught me on messenger and convinced Ieva and I to come over for fresh baked strawberry cake. Hmm - packing or cake with I. and I.? Packing will eventually get done, spending time with friends is much more valuable these days. And I can always pack tomorrow - unless the sun is shining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ieva found some new faces for me in Liepaja:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mLd_KGsI/AAAAAAAABug/etam153JZik/s1600-h/DSCF4180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084183745306172098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mLd_KGsI/AAAAAAAABug/etam153JZik/s200/DSCF4180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mL9_KGtI/AAAAAAAABuo/53pkEFkHFac/s1600-h/DSCF4181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084183753896106706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mL9_KGtI/AAAAAAAABuo/53pkEFkHFac/s200/DSCF4181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mMd_KGuI/AAAAAAAABuw/bLBABILhWGw/s1600-h/DSCF4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084183762486041314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mMd_KGuI/AAAAAAAABuw/bLBABILhWGw/s200/DSCF4182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13961767-5250044359727364908?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5250044359727364908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5250044359727364908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5250044359727364908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5250044359727364908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-avoid-packing.html' title='How to avoid packing!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Ro6mLd_KGsI/AAAAAAAABug/etam153JZik/s72-c/DSCF4180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7527456458053399470</id><published>2007-07-04T22:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T13:27:33.771+03:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/IndependenceDay07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/evieinlatvia/Rovtqd_KGeE/AAAAAAAABt8/BFSNhtv5GO0/s160-c/IndependenceDay07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/IndependenceDay07"&gt;independen&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ce day 07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; Happy Birthday Ieva and Happy Birthday USA! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ieva and I went for a walk tonight and she encouraged me to find more faces in Riga. Here they are. Someday I will do a sermon or some kind of study using all of these faces I've collected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7527456458053399470?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7527456458053399470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7527456458053399470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7527456458053399470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7527456458053399470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4986150646800552643</id><published>2007-07-03T16:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:56:14.008+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A people on the move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karen Shakespeare shared this poem with us. Dana translated it and we used it for Covenant Day. I need it today - maybe you will, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's People? Why Abraham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you;&lt;br /&gt;I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing.” Genesis 12:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Why should one be called and not another,&lt;br /&gt;if you are indeed the God of all peoples?&lt;br /&gt;Why are some singled out for your favors?&lt;br /&gt;Why Abraham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham was called&lt;br /&gt;not to have but to give&lt;br /&gt;not to acquire status but to serve;&lt;br /&gt;not to be elite, but to be the first true universalist.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham was called&lt;br /&gt;to leave the known for the unknown;&lt;br /&gt;to be a wanderer in the land of promise;&lt;br /&gt;to have no foothold but a burial place.&lt;br /&gt;Called to be blessed;&lt;br /&gt;much more he was called to be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this then what calling means.&lt;br /&gt;To be a people on the move,&lt;br /&gt;not clinging to the tried&lt;br /&gt;the safe,&lt;br /&gt;the known;&lt;br /&gt;but traveling,&lt;br /&gt;responding to a half-heard voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a people on the move&lt;br /&gt;whose goal is not their own salvation&lt;br /&gt;into some exclusive heavenly club,&lt;br /&gt;but the fulfillment of your purposes&lt;br /&gt;for all humanity,&lt;br /&gt;the salvation of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edmund Banyard: Turn but a Stone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dieva cilvēki? Kāpēc Ābrahāms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es tevi svētīšu un darīšu lielu tavu vārdu, un tu būsi par svētību.&lt;br /&gt;I Mozus 12:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kāpēc viens tiek aicināts, Bet cits – ne,&lt;br /&gt;Ja Tu patiešām esi Visu cilvēku Dievs?&lt;br /&gt;Kāpēc ir daži,&lt;br /&gt;Kas izvēlēti Tavai labvēlībai?&lt;br /&gt;Kāpēc Ābrahāms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ābrahāms bija aicināts&lt;br /&gt;Nevis saņemtu, bet lai dotu,&lt;br /&gt;Nevis, lai iemantotu slavu, Bet lai kalpotu;&lt;br /&gt;Nevis lai būtu elitē, Bet lai būtu pirmais patiesais universālists.&lt;br /&gt;Ābrahāms bija aicināts&lt;br /&gt;Pamest zināmo nezināmā dēļ,&lt;br /&gt;Lai kļūtu par ceļotāju uz apsolīto zemi.&lt;br /&gt;Viņš bija aicināts ne tikai būt svētīts,&lt;br /&gt;Bet lai pats būtu par svētību.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai tad aicinājums nozīmē,&lt;br /&gt;Ka mums jābūt cilvēkiem kustībā,&lt;br /&gt;Ka mēs nedrīkstam turēties&lt;br /&gt;Pie drošā un zināmā,&lt;br /&gt;ka mums jāiet tur,&lt;br /&gt;Kur mūs aicina svārstīga balss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Būt cilvēkam kustībā,&lt;br /&gt;Kura mērķis ir&lt;br /&gt;Nevis personiskā glābšana&lt;br /&gt;Kādā ekskluzīva debesu klubā,&lt;br /&gt;Bet lai piepildītu mērķi par cilvēcību&lt;br /&gt;Un glābjošo vārdu?&lt;br /&gt;&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/13961767-4986150646800552643?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4986150646800552643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4986150646800552643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4986150646800552643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4986150646800552643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/people-on-move.html' title='A people on the move'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4289847198842817975</id><published>2007-07-01T21:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:44:01.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend wanderings</title><content type='html'>It's been a fun and relaxing kind of weekend - totally at my control, which is so unusual. As I look at the Midland divisional calendar, I know it will be highly unusual for the next few years. Friday evening Olesja and I went out for dinner, walked around a bit and landed at Coffee Nation for coffee and a long talk. She starts her vacation this week, so won't be around much until after I'm gone. It was so good to sit and talk, about memories from when we first met, our small group and what the future holds. Olesja is extremely gifted and also deeply committed to faith and mission. The Lord will use her in amazing ways, I'm sure. Saturday was a 'me' day. I got up slowly. with a pot of coffee and some reading. But, then the sun peaked out and I decided I needed to be outside. I grabbed my camera and my credit card, and off I went. There are a few special souvenirs I want to take with me and I know there are some interesting sites I've still got to capture on camera before I go. I had no idea where I might end up but headed toward the Art Nouveau district. There are several buildings being renovated and I did get some new pics. I went towards my favorite building which just happens to have a coffee shop next to it. A latte and kuka were a lovely mid-morning treat. And as I sat there, watching tourists walk by, I looked out on one of the more beautiful buildings with interesting gargoyles and designs. I enjoyed it for a while, but then my mind went to the contrast I was experiencing from my outing last Saturday in Bauska. There I had been sitting outside the corps with many people who lived in much less luxurious settings, with little of the world's comforts and many difficulties in their lives. And yet, they were smiling, singing and enjoying fellowship together. But, what really struck me is the need to spend more time caring for those who are in 'Bauska' situations and less time sitting in tourist spots, drinking coffee. Don't get me wrong, I love doing that and it is refreshing, but not what my life is about. And I don't want to ever forget that or get too comfortable in coffee shops. Of course, I did also go to the souvenir store and buy some things for myself, so I guess I wasn't too moved by my earlier contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Graeme was the preacher at Riga 1. We didn't expect a lot of people, but most of the youth group was there, so it was a lively and good meeting. Graeme shared some good thoughts from Joshua 1 - one of my favorite passages and there's always something new to learn there. We had some salvationist visitors from Norway. They joined me and the Smiths at Cili Pizza for lunch. Riga is a popular tourist spot and we often have guests in the summer. It's fun to get to know them, talk about common acquaintances and realize again how small our Army world is. I walked them down to the tram through the rain, but again the sun peaked out. So, I showed them my favorite free tourist spot- the glass elevators to the top of Hotel Latvija, and then into the restrooms which have the best view. Come on over to Riga and I'll treat you to the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ctable"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ArtNouveauRiga"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/evieinlatvia/RogCtd_KGJE/AAAAAAAABsI/v7ywEekFijo/s160-c/ArtNouveauRiga.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/ArtNouveauRiga"&gt;art nouveau riga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/te&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4289847198842817975?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4289847198842817975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4289847198842817975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4289847198842817975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4289847198842817975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-wanderings.html' title='Weekend wanderings'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2280478423980685429</id><published>2007-06-29T15:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:14.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RoT_SN_KGII/AAAAAAAABpw/IXl5nUK6AGE/s1600-h/picture_117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081466968038054018" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RoT_SN_KGII/AAAAAAAABpw/IXl5nUK6AGE/s200/picture_117.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture!  Thanks to the Kozlovska sisters for this one. (click on it for better view)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2280478423980685429?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2280478423980685429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2280478423980685429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2280478423980685429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2280478423980685429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-this-picture-thanks-to-kozlovska.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RoT_SN_KGII/AAAAAAAABpw/IXl5nUK6AGE/s72-c/picture_117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4935441491442359175</id><published>2007-06-24T22:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:54:54.736+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Latvian summer celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To find out more about summer solstice celebration in Lativa go here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C4%81%C5%86i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've had the most interesting 2 days, after a week of trying to get some things done and get my energy back. These 2 days were perfect days, in fact. It is Ligo Jani Festival(see link above). This is my 4th summer here, but the first time I've been here for this holiday. I was told it's mostly about drinking and it's best to be away, but while there is definitely that part you can celebrate summer without that. On Saturday, the Smiths and I went to Double Coffee for a very long breakfast which led into ice cream before we left. It was really relaxing and fun. Sian and I did a lot of giggling. And we hardly talked work which was great. In the evening I drove to Bauska for their Jani celebration. Ruth asked me to come so they could say good bye to me. There were about 40 people there, mostly women and mostly older than me. Ruth taught me something really important while I was with them last night. She told me that many of them are either alone or have husbands who would be home drinking all night. So she has this event every year to give them something special and a safe place. I guess we often think that kind of group doesn't need special attention, but I understood that her heart is with them and this is what she can do to help. I still hope and pray that someday there will be some help available for the men and women who are dealing with alchohol problems (both the acoholic and families). But, until then this is something we can do and it costs us very little time, money or even energy. I wish I had been more sensitive about this sooner. Back to the party - we had devotions, I gave my testimony and got a beautiful wreath of flowers to wear. Then we sang, first Christian songs and then folk songs about Ligo and Jani. It was fun to try to sing along. Then the food - traditional sausages on the grill (I had 2!), pierags, delicious caraway cheese (why haven't I had this before?) and Kvass (a popular drink - YUK!) I switched to something like cream soda quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had no church because many people are away. I'm sorry we didn't plan something (not the corps, but those of us who were around) but I invited the girls over for the day. We started with a walk to Old Riga with our cameras (see photos) and after a few hours we returned to my flat for food and lots of it. I bought a lot knowing that the girls can eat and they brought some too. Most of it is gone! We watched a movie, played a couple of games and now the day is over. And so is the weekend, so to work tomorrow. I have to get going on all the farewell stuff. But an absolutely perfect in every way 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out the movies and photos:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://%3ctable/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MidsummerMovies"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rn7Og4foqYE/AAAAAAAABgY/FD1pgkYCDjg/s160-c/MidsummerMovies.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MidsummerMovies"&gt;midsummer movies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="WIDTH: 194px" href="http://%3ctable/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MidSummer"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rn7VOIfoqhE/AAAAAAAABoM/l5yULFrrjLE/s160-c/MidSummer.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/MidSummer"&gt;mid summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4935441491442359175?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4935441491442359175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4935441491442359175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4935441491442359175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4935441491442359175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/latvian-summer-celebrations.html' title='Latvian summer celebrations'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5989328076932431172</id><published>2007-06-22T23:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:51:00.389+03:00</updated><title type='text'>more memories of commissioning</title><content type='html'>Here are a few things I want to remember about these special days in Latvia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what I read in my devotions every day during the week: &lt;em&gt;Father, protect me from the onslaught of things, both good and evil, that will bid for my attention this day. (from Disciplines for the inner life)&lt;/em&gt; What better words could I have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cadets' uniforms arrived and fit! But, there were no epaulets, stars or red patches with them. The epaulets and stars arrived later, but not the patches. Lisbeth bought velcro for the epaulets to attach. Chris and I rummaged through the office looking for old patches or something to be substituted. We found red hat bands. I gave them to the cadets and said 'do what you can with these.' The next morning they had beautiful red patches with 'P's. They are so clever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sergejs' great big smiles as he marched down the aisle and as he received his commission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arturs words of thanks to me and the many flowers I received from corps people and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing Velta from a distance in her red trimmed uniform and thinking it looked natural. Vic saying "she looks like she was born for it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilona's 3 handsome sons surrounding her after commissioning, so proud of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to read more? Check out these blogs: Henrik - &lt;a href="http://www.andersennews.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.andersennews.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;; Graeme - &lt;a href="http://www.pilgrimsoldier.net/"&gt;http://www.pilgrimsoldier.net/&lt;/a&gt;; Zoe - &lt;a href="http://www.pilgrimsoldier.net/zoe"&gt;www.pilgrimsoldier.net/zoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you read your latest copy of Global Exchange? You should always read it. Morag Yoder is the editor and she's good. But, especially July-September, 2007, p. 6ff. Thanks, Morag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5989328076932431172?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5989328076932431172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5989328076932431172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5989328076932431172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5989328076932431172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-memories-of-commissioning.html' title='more memories of commissioning'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2864010354572759754</id><published>2007-06-22T23:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:06:57.728+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Commissioning1"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RnwovofopsE/AAAAAAAABe8/YmxiXDmpfGo/s160-c/Commissioning1.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Commissioning1"&gt;commission&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ing 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;1st 2 days - before I got too busy to take photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2864010354572759754?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2864010354572759754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2864010354572759754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2864010354572759754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2864010354572759754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-photos.html' title='my photos'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8630109922303298601</id><published>2007-06-18T23:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:06:47.171+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you feel? That's the big question that people have been asking and I guess I've been asking myself, too. I feel really blessed and cared for by God. Not just through this week but over the last 3 years. Specifically, about these days. . .&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was our first big event. We had an open house at the training school. Everyone who had any connection to the cadets' training was invited. About 20 or so came. Ilona Rasa-Trupa, Dana and the cadet ladies put the food together. Wonderful Latvian treats. Thanks to them for all their work. Don't think the men and I were lazy, though. We were at Riga 1 setting up for commissioning. Commissioners Poke and Kristina Frisk (Chief Secretary) were with us for all 4 days. After the open house, we went with Goran and Chris to Lido (you'll hear that name often, too) to go over the plans for the rest of the week. It was an excellent first day of our big Commissioning!&lt;br /&gt;Friday was an especially sacred day. We came back to the training school for the Covenant Service. This was a private meeting, only the cadets, Larssons, Pokes, K. Frisk, me and translators – Guna and Dana, along with Sergejs wife, Aižan. The program was simple but moving. Three testimonies helped focus our thoughts. Interesting that they all shared a common theme – fathers. Kristina and Guna talked about their calling and their fathers' encouragement. I talked about God's commitment to us during difficult days and shared about my parents. Each of us were able to testify to God's faithfulness to us. A good message for the cadets to hear at this important hour. I could sense the cadets were starting to feel the seriousness of the next hours/days in their lives. Already they were starting to act like officers/leaders, instead of cadets/students. I noticed it most in Arturs as he translated for Guna, in an almost professional manner and then as he, along with Ilona, movingly read a beautiful poem about God's call on Abraham's life. (I might post it later.) We sang a beautiful song, tune by Paul Fleeman - “The Cross is not greater than His grace”. (If you want a copy of the melody, I'll be happy to share.) Then Chris prayed a powerful prayer over each of the cadets. Vic Poke challenged them with some words from scripture, then on to the covenant signing. What an amazing privilege to sit at the table as they signed and witness this commitment with my own signature. We ended with one of my favorite songs to sing with them, “Blessed Assurance” to the new tune, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we couldn't be serious all day. After lunch at, you guessed it, Lido – we went to Riga 1 for commissioning rehearsal. I have never enjoyed this part of commissioning but we did OK. They listened most of the time and Vic was sure of what he wanted, so that made it easier. We also laughed a lot. The day ended with dinner at the Steak Haus with our guests from Sweden. This included Brittmarie Karlsson and Lisbeth Mansson. Brittmarie has been a good support to me and our training from the beginning. Lisbeth is the officer appointed to take my place. She came to see more about us. (more later) Of course, after dinner we had to have coffee and dessert so Chris and I took charge. We went to the Hotel Latvia to see the view from the top and finished the evening with nice fellowship and treats in the hotel. A long but important day.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we all were back at the Training school to celebrate with the families and special friends of the cadets. We also invited Henrik and Lisbeth to join us. I'm so glad they were able to come for the weekend. Of course, as soon as Lisbeth saw we could use a little help, she joined in. Thanks, Lisbeth! The cadets were each given 4 tickets for this luncheon. One of these was for the person they had chosen to receive the Silver Star. A special recognition for the parent or significant person who had helped them through life. It was so much fun to get to see and meet the family of the cadets. Sergejs' sister and father were lovely. Velta, Ilona and Andrejs/Irina had children there and for V. and I. grandchildren, too. Arturs' mother was with him. In addition, they all invited people who had been spiritual parents for them. It was beautiful and inspiring to hear their stories. Some of those present are not Christians and we pray that some word or the simple witness through the life of the cadets will draw them to Christ. I have to mention the lunch – good homemade Latvian food. I was a happy girl! I rushed home from there because I had to write a speech for the evening. A phrase that stuck with me from my scripture reading during the week had been 1 Corinthians 2:16b “We have the mind of Christ”. I prayed that my words would reflect the mind of Christ. And so we moved into the actual Commissioning and Ordination Service. So far I had remained fairly unemotional – or perhaps my emotions were held in check until later. There are Vic and I standing in front of a hall full of people as Janis Mucinieks marches in proudly bearing the flag. Then it's the cadets turn – Arturs first. Unexpectedly my eyes welled up as he came down the stairs. I would have held it together but Vic chose that moment to lean over and say “This must be a very special moment for you.” And there you go...I didn't lose it but only barely. The cadets were so excited marching in, some could barely keep from flying through the hall. Fortunately, that made me laugh and I got a grip. A bit later I got to present the cadets to the TC and the Army in Latvia. I'll put that talk up later. Then Sergejs, Arturs and Dace did a fun drama. That followed with the cadets reciting the doctrines and then the commissioning/ordination. We had chosen a special verse for each cadet and that was shared during their individual commissioning moment. Vic gave a short challenge to the cadets and the congregation and we had a good time of response and prayer. And then...finally the cadets had snuck out the back door and reentered wearing their red 'captains' trim. We greeted them loudly and they were presented with arm loads of flowers and gifts. Then a nice reception, organized by Ilona RT and catered by Katrina. Sunday was a day of worship. Sarah and her team did a great job and we sang the best songs! The theme for the meeting was 'Called to be holy'. 2 cadets and Ros Poke gave their testimonies based on that theme. Arturs, Velta and Ilona did a hysterically funny drama - who taught them to act?! Vic preached a clear message to all of us about the need to be filled with the Holy Spirit in order to live a holy life. There was a great response and I believe some important decisions were made. Following the meeting more food and fellowship, put together by the same great team. One sad thing - it was time to say good bye to Guna, Andre and Manuela. And we were done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me the rest of the day included lunch, at another Lido (!), with Smiths, Andersens, Ilsters and Dace. Then a nap, followed by a good time at Ilsters' house with them and Andersens. I had to really say goodbye to Henrik and Lisbeth this time. Who knows when we will meet again. But, I finish for tonight with my new life theme “We'll always have blogs!”&lt;br /&gt;Check out this wonderful website for Ieva's pictures from the week.(check out her other pics, too) &lt;a href="http://ieva.class8.be/main.php?g2_page=3"&gt;http://ieva.class8.be/main.php?g2_page=3&lt;/a&gt; Specific thanks and probably more reflection will come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8630109922303298601?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8630109922303298601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8630109922303298601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8630109922303298601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8630109922303298601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-do-you-feel-thats-big-question-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8400963342177455560</id><published>2007-06-18T09:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:37:12.913+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We made it!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latvia now has 6 newly commissioned officers!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What an amazing week we have had. Thank you for your prayers. We made it through with very few crises and those were small. I had determined that I would have fun and I did! Now, today my mind is mush and my body feels like a truck has run over it. I won't write more until later, when I can think clearly. For now, you can be sure that God has been faithful and blessed us over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8400963342177455560?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8400963342177455560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8400963342177455560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8400963342177455560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8400963342177455560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-made-it-latvia-now-has-6-newly.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7313273266457500765</id><published>2007-06-13T22:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:55:45.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And so we begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have so many things I should be doing to get ready for commissioning but I need to write to you who have been our prayer support and encouragement throughout training. We are coming to the the big ending - the commissioning and ordination of the cadets. It's what we have been heading toward since January, 2006 - well, really since before I came to Latvia. Would you join us in prayer that this weekend will be God honoring and that His plans will be fulfilled? I know that you have already been praying. How do I know? Because I'm relatively calm just 1 day before the events begin. If you know me, you know that's a miracle! I have peace about the details and about the big things. Several people have stepped up and taken much of the responsibility on themselves. I'll write about you all later. We do have potential for disaster in a couple of areas, but I'm not worried. It will all work out. So thank you for praying - past, present and future. And can I ask you to comment if you will be praying for us this weekend? Some of you (many of you) have never made a comment. Don't be scared! It's not painful and it's not a commitment to anything, including spam. It would be a great encouragement to me and to the cadets if we heard from you. And if you can't bear to put your note in public, an email will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this is all over I'll probably do some reflective writing about the whole process. For now I'll just update on what's been happening. I don't really want to talk about last things, but that's my reality right now. Nearly every day there is a last something or other. Today was the last day of classes with the cadets and even more significant, my last opportunity to speak to them on my own. For 2 days we've been studying 'covenant' (thanks to Kelly and Linda for great notes!) Today I was able to share my own thoughts about the officer covenant. Maybe I'll write a bit about that later, too. We ended the day with a picnic and singing. The food and fellowship were great - a good ending. Last weekend I decided to rest a bit. Friday evening Ieva and I went for a long walk. She showed me some nearby parks I'd never seen before. And as usual, we had a good talk along the way. The next day I spent with the Smiths. We went for 'brunch' at coffee nation, moved on toward another coffee shop for coffee and then to see "Shrek 3". We ended with some time in a park. A lovely, warm and pleasant day together. Sunday, I went to Riga 2 for my last visit there. Always, it's a good place to be. I made a treat for coffee after church - ice cream sandwiches. And my dear friends there presented me with beautiful roses and chocolate. And so the farewells begin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Photos and videos from this week.  Memories I want to keep!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/LastDays1"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RnA6P4fopUE/AAAAAAAABZE/NLU-2HG1SX0/s160-c/LastDays1.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/LastDays1"&gt;last days 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/CadetsSinging"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RnBBEYfoppE/AAAAAAAABZE/6xoD7H0bBRo/s160-c/CadetsSinging.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/CadetsSinging"&gt;cadets singing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7313273266457500765?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7313273266457500765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7313273266457500765' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7313273266457500765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7313273266457500765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-so-we-begin.html' title='And so we begin...'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8762014043860051433</id><published>2007-06-08T14:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:57:31.201+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/June07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RmlAFIfooJE/AAAAAAAABU4/RyhMLMRlyew/s160-c/June07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/June07"&gt;june07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;New photos from my birthday, leaders' day farewell and more.  Comments and creative captions welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8762014043860051433?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8762014043860051433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8762014043860051433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8762014043860051433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8762014043860051433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/june07-new-photos-from-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5870621766874357753</id><published>2007-06-03T20:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:28:08.641+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm thinking about these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday was my birthday and I decided to make it a special one, my last in Latvia.  So, first treat - no alarm!  But of course, that didn't work.  At 7:00 a large garbage bin was delivered just under my window and was loudly filled with wood and metal pieces.  That went on for an hour, so I just got up.  The rest of the day was normal.  I had to do some work getting ready for commissioning.  There were some good Latvian birthday moments though - flowers from Dana, Olesja and Ieva and chocolate from Solveiga and Dace.  Note to friends and family at home - I'm quite content receiving flowers and chocolate!  Edvins reminded me that I should celebrate my birthday (I'm not crazy about them) because another year is a gift from God.  He has had health problems recently and I know this is an important theme for him.  Linda asked me to help her with homework in the evening, specifically at 7:00.  I had a suspicion something else was up and was right.  While we were 'studying' the rest of the girls came out with a cake,  topped with the proper number of candles.  I'm surprised they didn't set off the fire alarms!  We had a little photo shoot (posted later) and laughed a lot.  It was a nice end to the day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once in a while something unusual happens here.  Yesterday I was with the Bethel University Wind Symphony from St. Paul, Minnesota.  Bobbie Ericson and daughter, Amanda are part of the group (Amanda on trumpet, Bobbie a traveling mom.) I met them for an outdoor concert, then Bobbie and I went on our own for lunch at my favorite Pankukas restaurant and a long walk through Old Riga.  We met up with the group and I traveled with them to their evening concert just outside Riga.  While they were setting up, Bobbie and I discovered the Salvation Army thrift store was just across the road. We went shopping! The group is very good so it wasn't hard to listen to their performance. It was fun to be with Bobbie and catch up on family and friends.  Being with a bus full of American college students was so different from life here.  Guess that's helping me prepare for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been meaning to write about one of the funny aspects of life at the training school with our cadets.  Because we deal with 3 languages all of the time and all of us are trying to improve in one or another of them, we have interesting conversations.  We have developed what we call the cadet language.  It's a mixture of Latvian, English and often Russian - depends on who is involved in the conversation.  We don't even notice when it's happening, but when someone from outside is with us they notice.  I love it - it's how we figured out communication between us and usually, it works!  I can't explain how, you have to hear us to get it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We have 13 days before the commissioning and ordination.  I want to ask you to pray for us during these days.  As I've mentioned before, once again I have a sense that we need to be on our guard.  I've been reading Psalm 64. David ask for protection from his enemy and I believe we need protection from the enemy.  Experience tells me that these are dangerous days.  Often in the last weeks before commissioning, I've seen some disaster, sin or sickness happen among cadets.  Because of the importance of this commissioning, I expect the enemy will try to attack us.  I want us to be prepared.  I've been praying these lines from the Lord's prayer, "Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."  Would you pray along with me that we see and know God's power, just as David prays in Psalm 64&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be struck down.&lt;br /&gt; 8 He will turn their own tongues against them  and bring them to ruin; all who see them will shake their heads in scorn.&lt;br /&gt; 9 All mankind will fear;  they will proclaim the works of God and ponder what he has done. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in 13 days we will be able to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD  and take refuge in him; let all the upright in heart praise him!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5870621766874357753?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5870621766874357753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5870621766874357753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5870621766874357753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5870621766874357753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-im-thinking-about-these-days.html' title='What I&apos;m thinking about these days'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-784910658406841934</id><published>2007-05-30T18:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:03:23.827+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I was leaving the training center and stopped to say "Ata" (bye) to the Riga 2 ladies, who were just starting Prayer Meeting - by eating ice cream (!)  Zaiga said "Es milu tev" (I love you) and the other three ladies immediately joined in as if they had rehearsed it "Es milu tev ari" (I love you too!)  You would have to know the other 3 ladies to appreciate what those words mean.  Ilona RT said "You can't leave this!"  I will miss those ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today Arturs and I spent 2 1/2 hours driving around Riga.  It is so hot today and I was trying not to be "American" and use the air conditioner, but finally had to give in.  We were trying to find a place to repair our video projector.  2 places on opposite sides of town which we were told would do it, but neither would help us.  We drove to RHQ to get some more information from Edgars, but he wasn't there.  So, hours of driving in the heat for nothing.  That's not what I want to remember...I want to remember the good conversations we had along the way and the laughs we had when we returned to the training center having accomplished nothing.  I will miss Arturs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-784910658406841934?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/784910658406841934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=784910658406841934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/784910658406841934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/784910658406841934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/moments-to-remember.html' title='Moments to remember'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8485032974116773604</id><published>2007-05-28T22:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:12:37.816+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Riga2youthAndDpils"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RlslmeKwAjE/AAAAAAAABMI/NFi3vJ4EKZE/s160-c/Riga2youthAndDpils.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Riga2youthAndDpils"&gt;riga2youth and dpils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8485032974116773604?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8485032974116773604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8485032974116773604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8485032974116773604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8485032974116773604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-photos.html' title='New photos'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3424845581899708128</id><published>2007-05-28T19:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:09:10.491+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Plumbing and Commissioning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My life in Latvia continues to be interesting and full of unexpected surprises.  I think I mentioned that just before Christmas my toilet stopped working properly.  It wouldn't fill up with water. There was no cold water going through the pipes in that room.  Randomly, I discovered that when I turned the sink on the toilet would fill with warm/hot water.  I asked our property guy to check it and after giving me a quizical "I don't get it" look, he told me that it was a part of the serious plumbing problem in the whole building.  We have really old and rotting pipes.  To fix it would mean something bigger than I wanted to deal with.  So, I got used to turning the tap on and instructing guests in the same way.  Another plumbing problem is the rust and gunk that collects in the tap, slowing down the flow of water.  Everytime I wash dishes I think 'I need to get the wrench out and clean the filter.'  I've been thinking that for months.  Finally, the water was barely dripping out and I had to fix it.   A miracle - the water flowed freely!  I could cut my dish washing time in half!  So, inspired, I moved on to the toilet room (my shower is in a different room so I have no idea what you call that room except 'toilet'. Not very American I know, but it works here.) Yes, that sink also now flows freely - still no cold water, but that's OK.  Except...apparently the ability to fill up the toilet by running the sink was somehow related to the lack of pressure in the faucet.  So, now the toilet doesn't fill at all.  New solution, a large measuring bowl which I use to fill the toilet - 6  bowls fills it!  Once again, I'm getting used to this new routine but I'm moving and someone new will live here.  I think a better solution must be found.  But, until then it makes life interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On to more important matters, commissioning.  All along the way with the training school, it's been creating it as we go.  You've read all of my stories of trying to sort it all out and relying on my past experience for a lot of the basics, as well as the wisdom and support of many people.  So, commissioning is in 3 weeks.  A while ago I started to get ready.  It didn't seem like such a big deal.  We've done large conferences, hosted the General for a Congress and we would just follow the same format.  HA!  Think about all that is involved with commissioning a cadet and realize that we haven't done it before.  (Actually, that's not true.  I just learned that Ieva was commissioned here in Latvia - somehow I missed that fact.)  Basically, we were starting from scratch.  Again, there is no check list for all that you need to commission a cadet (or 6 of them.)  Start with all of the documents you need:  covenant, education certificate, undertakings for officers, Silver Star certificates, letters from the General and TC, etc......in English, Latvian and Russian.  And not just printed on plain white computer paper, but beautifully formatted with graphics and professionally printed.  Some were already translated, some not.  None are in print-ready format.  Then there are the meetings:  Covenant service, Silver Star recognition and actual Commissioning.  Oh, and new uniforms, official photos, programs, announcements and invitations, Plus all of the usual 'to do' for any conference, like food, set up, translation, media, music.  You get it!  Are you starting to have knots in your stomach?  Welcome to my world!  It is true that you draw on past appointments.  God does prepare you for what will come.  Here's how I've been prepared for this: 30 years of attending commissioning, 10 years on training staff and involved in some aspect of commissioning, 2 years as Asst. Program Secretary (the most helpful for this event.)  And the best experience was knowing that you need a committee - so I have one and they are being very helpful.  I've also enlisted a few extras beyond the committee and you can be sure the cadets will be doing some work, too.  I am so thankful for people willing to help and who are very patient with my nervousness and excitability during these days.  Oh, and we have to end training, too.  That means spring cleaning, grading all the papers, final evaluations, and many things I haven't even remembered.  Oh, and I need to clean out my office, organize the whole thing and write a brief, then pack and clean my flat!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think of us, say a prayer, please.  And if you have a day or two to volunteer to help Evie, come on over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to all of you who acknowledged reading my blog.  I guess I'll keep going for a while at least.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3424845581899708128?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3424845581899708128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3424845581899708128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3424845581899708128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3424845581899708128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/plumbing-and-commissioning.html' title='Plumbing and Commissioning'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1442681157962784432</id><published>2007-05-25T11:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T11:08:05.572+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disclaimer - I don't usually do these, but this one is made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The man spoke in a very soft voice, looking at me as he did, but his words were for the others."  &lt;strong&gt;Christ the Lord&lt;/strong&gt; by Anne Rice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this tag from Chenon's xanga (chenondoah) and love it!  If you haven't read the book I've quoted, you should.  It's a good summer read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Blisters and Dimples, A UK Salvationist, Reflections, Speirer, URBANarmy.  And if you are reading this, I tag you, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book closest to you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn to page 161&lt;br /&gt;3. Print the 5th complete sentence on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1442681157962784432?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1442681157962784432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1442681157962784432' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1442681157962784432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1442681157962784432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/disclaimer-i-dont-usually-do-these-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5598747745337887285</id><published>2007-05-21T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:53:58.021+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all - does anyone read this? Now, on to more important things. I had a wonderful long weekend in Oslo, Norway with my brother and sister-in-law. Steve and Ketsia are there for some holiday and sponsorship projects. Their friend, and the past director of the children's home is Norwegian and she opened her home to them and to me. It was a beautiful home in a perfect spot to see the city. We didn't do a lot except walk, eat and talk. Just what we all needed I think. The first evening we had dinner at a Norwegian officers home, with her lovely family. On Saturday, my friends Gro Merete and Marit, picked us up and took us to see some sites. Then we had a delicious dinner at Gro Merete's home. A very nice day and a chance for me to say goodbye to Gro and Marit. On Sunday, Jan harald and Eli came over for dinner and the afternoon. That was a nice treat for me. Eli works with the missions department, so is very interested in Steve and Ketsia's work. Again, it was a chance for me to say good bye, although I'm sure we'll meet again. I always seem to run into Jan harald somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That evening we went to a corps just down the street. I talked a little about Latvia, Ketsia and I sang a duet (in creole) - I'm sure Ketsia has had better partners, but it was fun for me. Then Steve preached a wonderful sermon. I'm not going to tell you about it because I want him to write it out and publish it somewhere. Monday was to be our day to sightsee on our own, but we didn't get far. Coffee at Sally Ann, a short walk and then we smelled Thai food. That was it - we had a great lunch and lingered long over the table because the rain was pouring down. We couldn't figure out how to get back to the flat via public transportation - didn't know the right tram number and didn't know the address to take a taxi! So, we walked in the rain. Which led us to take naps when we got home and warmed up. It was a short trip, but such a treat to be able to be with my family in Norway. I was reminded again of how small our Army world is and how grateful I am for the opportunities I get because of that. Who would have ever thought that we would meet in Oslo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday we had a prayer day with the cadets, Riga 1 and 2 corps. It wasn't very well attended but I think it was a nice day. I was distracted with the food details but when we finished with lunch it felt like the others were glad to be there. They didn't run off too fast! When we started we sang "I could sing of your love forever". I looked around at this very unusual mixture of people and thought 'it is God's love that brings us together.' In any other situation, these people would never spend half a day together. But, God does miraculous and wondrous things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday was a day to celebrate and say goodbye. At the Riga 1 corps, Abigail Evie Smith was dedicated. Sarah led a beautiful service and it was a joy to be part of it. Then we said good bye to Simon and Helen and their kids. They are leaving in a couple of weeks to return to the UK. They start the round of farewells. I left Riga 1 and headed to Riga 2 where the cadets were leading the meeting. It was their farewell to this very special corps who have welcomed us and shared not just a building, but their lives with us. I got there in time for the speeches and flowers. Then a delicious lunch prepared by Ilona Rasa-Trupa. I'm not done there, so this was just good bye for the cadets. I'm not starting that business yet. Enough for now. Here are some more pictures to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Steveketsiaoslo"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rk3uueKv-SE/AAAAAAAAA_k/rJHVZ52kv9M/s160-c/Steveketsiaoslo.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Steveketsiaoslo"&gt;steveketsi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;aoslo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/SmithsAndCoes"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RlFlkuKwAZE/AAAAAAAABF4/iFZy2PqQmPc/s160-c/SmithsAndCoes.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/SmithsAndCoes"&gt;smiths and coes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5598747745337887285?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5598747745337887285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5598747745337887285' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5598747745337887285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5598747745337887285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-of-all-does-anyone-read-this-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4467686443314068908</id><published>2007-05-18T22:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:28:54.192+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Spring07"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rk30reKv_hE/AAAAAAAAA-0/digqv-rE0e8/s160-c/Spring07.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Spring07"&gt;spring07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm finally catching up with photos. These are various pictures from this spring.  Most of them I've already commented on in previous blogs.  Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4467686443314068908?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4467686443314068908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4467686443314068908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4467686443314068908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4467686443314068908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/spring07-im-finally-catching-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3907858799574435354</id><published>2007-05-18T22:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:16:58.043+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally - photos from our trip to the UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Uktrip0507"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rk3xaOKv-qE/AAAAAAAABBg/GOIh2GzldHU/s160-c/Uktrip0507.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Uktrip0507"&gt;uktrip 0507&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-3907858799574435354?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3907858799574435354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3907858799574435354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3907858799574435354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3907858799574435354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-photos-from-our-trip-to-uk.html' title='Finally - photos from our trip to the UK'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5046089333203094737</id><published>2007-05-10T23:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:45:44.134+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where to start?  At the beginning or the end?  OK, big news first - I now know where I'll be appointed when I return home this summer.  I'm going to be the Divisional Secretary in the Midland Division, St. Louis, Missouri.  I'm not clear yet about the specific job description that goes with this title, but I am excited about living in St. Louis, working with a lot of good friends both on headquarters and in the corps and learning a new culture (I've never lived that far south!)  It won't actually happen until the first week in September, so after these initial days of announcing it and sorting out some of the details I have to put the next phase of my life aside for awhile.  The days are going by way too fast and I have too many things to do before I leave Latvia.  And I need to separate leaving, which will be quite difficult I'm beginning to understand, from going to a new place, which is another adventure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the midst of this happening, we have been very busy at the training school.  After my last post, we had a visit from Vic and Ros Poke, territorial leaders from Sweden.  They spent a blessed day with the cadets.  During our worship service, we experienced powerful moments of worship and prayer.  And the cadets received their 1st appointments!  Here they are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Andrejs and Irina to Riga, Russian Ministry and Prison Ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sergejs to Drusti and Seda (Cesis team)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Arturs to Daugavpils, Youth officer and help with planting work in Latgale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Velta to Liepaja, corps leader with Ilona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilona to Liepaja, corps leader with Velta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next week I took the cadets and Dana to London.  We met up with the cadets and staff from Sweden and spent nearly a week together in the UK.  We had 2 days in London, seeing Army sites and many of my favorite London spots.  We also enjoyed nice fellowship with some friends:  Stuart and Marjory Watson, Steve Yoder, Hasse and Kristina Kjellgren.  We went to IHQ and I couldn't believe how many friends I saw there:  Joy Baillie, Nancy Moretz, Bill and Nancy Roberts, Ted Horwood and probably a few others I can't remember.  We also enjoyed the fellowship of our friends from Sweden.  Walking long distances and traveling on many trains gave us great opportunities for conversations.  From London, we travelled to Southport for the Roots Conference.  I only spent one day there, but loved it.  And again, saw many friends but most of them just long enough to say hi.  One special blessing was getting to spend quite a while talking with Lyndall Bywater.  She is such a special woman and I feel privileged to call her a friend.  I also caught up with Henrik and Lisbeth and Lukas at Starbucks!  What a great combination - Andersens and a latte!  I had to leave early so Sarah and Dace came to help the cadets through the rest of the weekend.  I'm especially grateful to Dana who worked really hard, translating, organizing and generally keeping me sane during this fun, but rather complicated trip.  We are still trying to figure out our expenses - well, she is - bless her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I came home early because Paul and Paula Fleeman arrived on Saturday for a week in Riga.  What fun we have had (I hope they think so!)  We have tried lots of good restaurants and coffee shops, of course.  They taught on Tuesday for Leaders' Day and were excellent.  Paul shared some personal experiences which really impacted the leaders. A couple of other things from Leaders' Day:  Inga was there after some serious health concerns and time in the hospital.  She gave a powerful testimony to God's faithfulness in her life.  Patrik came and taught us some self defense techniques.  Karina was my partner for some of it - she is strong!  And you can imagine me trying to do anything that involved moving my hands and feet at the same time and in different directions!  (pictures later)  Wednesday and Thursday, Paul and Paula taught the cadets.  Paul - Biblical counseling from the book of Job and Paula - Inductive preaching.  The cadets were tired from Roots, but still seemed to get a lot out of the classes and enjoyed getting to know the Fleemans.  And finally tonight, I took Fleemans to the ballet!  And tomorrow - I'm on my way to Norway to meet Steve and Ketsia for a long weekend.  They are meeting with sponsors there.  Another blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Throughout these busy days, God has been present and active.  I'll try to write something about how He has been speaking to me through various people and His word - later.  For now, be assured that I know God is faithful and I trust Him to continue to be.  (pictures of all of this will be posted later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5046089333203094737?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5046089333203094737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5046089333203094737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5046089333203094737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5046089333203094737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2903550900357562867</id><published>2007-04-23T20:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:13:06.340+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A really BIG day in Riga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday was a great day in Riga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First the biggest news!  Welcome Abigail Evie Smith to the world!  She is beautiful and don't you love that middle name?!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;See Graeme's blog for details and pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uksalvationist.me.uk/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.uksalvationist.me.uk/blog/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And Cadet Sergejs Konovs graduated from the Riga International Bible Institute (aka RIBI) on Saturday.  He started attending classes there many years ago and was able to finish his requirements during training.  It was a big day for him and also important for the Army in Latvia.  We partner with RIBI for some of our classes and this was a good testimony to that partnership.  Hopefully, many of the cadets will be able to graduate in the future. Also, we were able to 'network' with many other church leaders, donors and teachers.  That's always good for us.  One of the primary supporters of RIBI is a group out of Peoria, IL.  It was fun to talk with some midwesterners.  Here are some pictures from the graduation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Sergejsribi"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/RizldgwPIuE/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lmleA6jl_rw/s160-c/Sergejsribi.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Sergejsribi"&gt;sergejsrib&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/13961767-2903550900357562867?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2903550900357562867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2903550900357562867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2903550900357562867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2903550900357562867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/really-big-day-in-riga.html' title='A really BIG day in Riga!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5145340038816429104</id><published>2007-04-21T00:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:15.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellowship Photos</title><content type='html'>Commentary about these photos in previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik7oQwPItI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_baTVcKP89o/s1600-h/IMG_5959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055637619578184402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik7oQwPItI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_baTVcKP89o/s200/IMG_5959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'official' photo with the General and Commissioner. They were uncomfortable about being out of uniform, but who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik6JwwPIsI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wPpRtkASdF4/s1600-h/IMG_5957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055635996080546498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik6JwwPIsI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wPpRtkASdF4/s200/IMG_5957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik2jQwPIrI/AAAAAAAAAso/VkUVIeyFzzk/s1600-h/IMG_5956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055632036120699570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik2jQwPIrI/AAAAAAAAAso/VkUVIeyFzzk/s200/IMG_5956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fellowship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik2jAwPIqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ATvRoeSQFQQ/s1600-h/IMG_5955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055632031825732258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik2jAwPIqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ATvRoeSQFQQ/s200/IMG_5955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are smiling about lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the evening at Riga 2: &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Riga2Fellowship"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Riga2Fellowship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-5145340038816429104?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5145340038816429104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5145340038816429104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5145340038816429104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5145340038816429104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/fellowship-photos.html' title='Fellowship Photos'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rik7oQwPItI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_baTVcKP89o/s72-c/IMG_5959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-110774289161054925</id><published>2007-04-20T22:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:40:52.830+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellowship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about this word and more importantly, the value of fellowship and community. It fits with much of what has been happening in the last week. So, I'm going to update on life in Riga focusing on fellowship. I'm going to work my way backwards from yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The training center was going to have very special guest for lunch - General Eva Burrows and Commissioner Ingrid Lindberg (both retired). I know that for Americans that wouldn't be such a big deal, but it was a real privilege for us. But, nothing happens in Latvia without a little crisis - so at nearly 10am Dana told me the catered lunch wasn't coming. Off to the grocery store to find out what I can quickly put together for a General and a Commissioner! Sandwiches and salad works for everyone! So, it all came together just fine. But the joy of the day was to sit at lunch with these lovely ladies and the cadets. First, to hear about the beautiful friendship between the two - over 50 years of friendship. That's amazing. And then the joy of our 6 cadets getting personal attention from a retired General - they felt special and I think learned a little from her too. And Commissioner Lindberg is a jewel - she is so nice and although I hardly know her, I know that she is a caring, praying woman. She is one of those people I wish I could get to know better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I came home to get ready for small group at my house. We've had a lot of construction in our building so I was washing the door. My dear friend Zoe put a towel in front of my door to protect my flat from dust. I threw that towel in the washer and went on with my cleaning. A while later I discovered that my kitchen was flooded - a bit of the towel was stuck in the washer door. There was no stopping the machine until it was all the way through - yes, I spent the next 2 hours mopping up the kitchen. But, in spite of that we had a good time. We talked about fellowship and looked at some scripture which we all found interesting. We read Philippians 2:19-30. We all agreed we had never really read these verses. They are between important teaching in chs. 2 and 3 and about details of Paul and his relationships. Usually I skip over these, but this week I read them and realized that Paul is actually giving real illustration about that teaching - his own relationships with his friends and the Body of Christ. It was kind of an 'aha' moment for us. And in the group, we also experienced fellowship and community - praying together and caring for each other - just as we always do. I guess that realization (mentioned in an earlier post) is what started me thinking about this theme. I also had them watch a couple of scenes from "A Series of Unfortunate Events" - not your usual Bible Study movie, but there is a great quote about finding sanctuary with those you love, even when life around is really hard. Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday - Tuesday we had a guest at the training center and in my home from the UK. Karen Shakespeare came to teach Ethics and hold a discussion about the sacraments. She was great with the cadets and it was good to enjoy fellowship with her, too. We had a beautiful afternoon walking through Riga, looking at the architecture (my favorite, of course) and walking through Old Riga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday evening I got to party with the youth! It was a birthday party for Linda's 21st and Velta and I were definitely the 'most mature' there. But, we, sat on the floor on cushions, played the dancing game and ran outside with everyone else. It was really fun and reminded me how much I really love the youth at our corps. They are a special bunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally, last Friday evening I was at the Riga 2 corps for their fellowship night. It was american night and I planned it. Not very creative but we had fun! I borrowed a stick ball set from Patrik and we played a quick and very sloppy game. I made chili and french fries, with Coke. I think that was a hit. But mostly again, it was just fun to be with the people from the corps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been reading Psalm 133 this week - &lt;em&gt;" How good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in unity! " &lt;/em&gt;The Psalmist goes on to describe what this fellowship is like. It's been a while since I've had comments here, so here's a question for you - How would you describe fellowship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to practice living in fellowship and community with other believers. It is my responsibility to do what I can to make that happen. Here's the prayer (in English and Latvian) I've been using this week, from &lt;em&gt;Disciplines for the Inner Life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;O God, you have made us for fellowship, and have given us the power both to help and harm our neighbor, grant us the wisdom to know what is their good, and the ready will to help them to attain it. Heal those we have wounded, strengthen those whom we have failed, grant us all your healing grace and make our fellowship to be your family, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ak, Dievs, Tu esi radījis mūs sadraudzībai un esi devis mums spēku gan palīdzēt tuvākajiem, gan nodarīt viņiem pāri. Dāvini mums gudrību, lai mēs saprastu, kas ir labākais priekš viņiem, un lai mēs būtu gatavi palīdzēt viņiem to sasniegt. Dziedini tos, kurus esam aizvainojuši, stiprini tos, kurus esam pievīluši. Dāvini mums savu dziedējošo žēlastību un dari tā, lai sadraudzībā mēs esam daļa no Tavas ģimenes caur Jēzu Kristu, mūsu Kungu. Āmen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-110774289161054925?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/110774289161054925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=110774289161054925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/110774289161054925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/110774289161054925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/fellowship.html' title='Fellowship'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4676768133536404342</id><published>2007-04-10T21:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:51:49.500+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter in Riga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I started out Easter morning playing the appropriate pieces from Handel's Messiah as loud as I could while getting ready for church.  "I know that my redemmer lives", "Worthy is the lamb", "Hallelujah" and "The Trumpet shall sound"! A good way to start celebrating the resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had breakfast and then a great service together at the Riga 1 corps.  It was not a traditional meeting, instead it was a family outreach Sunday.  Stuart and Cei and their newly formed team (Marika, Linda and their girls) did the whole meeting.  It was a lot of fun and the gospel message was clear.  Here are a few pictures to show you the team.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Easter07"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/Easter07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Smiths came over for dinner later.  This was the last year for this tradition, unless we can figure out how I get to the UK next year or they come to the US.  We ate a lot of course and ended up as usual, watching a movie with Sian!  All in all - a very nice day.  And Monday was an official holiday so I got an extra day off - no complaints from me.  Back to training and work today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-4676768133536404342?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/4676768133536404342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=4676768133536404342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4676768133536404342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/4676768133536404342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-in-riga.html' title='Easter in Riga'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2262299987971382649</id><published>2007-04-10T21:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:10:44.480+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not really looking to start a discussion here about the sacraments and the Army position but if you want to read a good explanation and support for our stance, here it is.  Simple and clear.  Send your comments to Steve  Court, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.armybarmy.com/JAC/article10-40.html"&gt;http://www.armybarmy.com/JAC/article10-40.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2262299987971382649?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2262299987971382649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2262299987971382649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2262299987971382649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2262299987971382649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-really-looking-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-5650913271060528452</id><published>2007-04-06T14:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:45:27.394+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow!  I always have good intentions and good ideas for writing here, but somehow it doesn't get done.  So, I'm going to try to give you a little bit of what's been happening in the last few weeks.  Sorry if it gets long.  I've realized that I need this blog for my own personal history so I don't forget any of this amazing and challenging time in my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually got to do some teaching again - SA History, part 2.  I'm afraid I get a little too involved in the details and we were taking forever to get past William and Catherine.  But finally we laid them both to rest.  I even noticed a few tears as I told of Catherine's last days.  The cadets and Aldona loved hearing about some of the more unique characters from our early days - Joe the Turk, Elijah Cadman and others.  I found it really challenging and gained some new insight as we talked about the development of the Army and how that was related to the culture of the day.  Things I take for granted aren't necessarily easily understood here.  The industrial revolution, the British colonies and theological issues like Booth and others believing the Kingdom of Heaven would come in their time and be established in London - the center of the world at that time.  Or so they thought.  We still didn't finish.  I have to add one or two more days to bring us to the present.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Patverums celebrated their 5th anniversary a few weeks ago and said farewell to Smiths.  (Although they aren't actually leaving yet.)  It was a great day.  See the pictures and report at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://patverums.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://patverums.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have had some difficult days at the training school.  We are nearing the end, nerves are getting edgy, everyone is tired and I believe we are being tested, too.  I've taken a lot of the trouble personally and am spending a lot of time praying and sighing.  But, in spite of the hard days God has been faithful.  One of the ways He has provided for me is through our 'English-speaking' small group.  We've been together for a long time now and I realize they are a very important part of my life here.  A couple of weeks ago someone suggested that I might need to have a meeting on a Thursday evening.  I reacted quickly, without even thinking I said in a very whiny voice "I can't miss small group.  I really need them to survive these days!"  That was a little 'aha' moment for me.  The small group of friends is for me what they are supposed to be - encouragers, prayer partners and great fellowship.  So, if any of you are reading this, thanks!  Last week we met at Stuart and Cei's home.  There were only 5 of us but we had such a fun time.  We were silly, laughing, talking non-stop and of course, also sharing and praying together.    What a blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also had a little fun - once (at least)- in the last weeks! Graeme, Zoe and I went to see Stomp! I'd never seen them and loved it!  I was a bit nervous about the little life Zoe is carrying, but the baby and Zoe seemed to survive!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Sunday, April 1, was 12 years from the day my mom died.  I didn't mention it except once in church to Zoe, but I thought about her a lot during the day.  Here is a quote from my devotions that day. &lt;em&gt;"My Father of infinite love, enter and fill me and take control of every area of my life...&lt;strong&gt;Let the threads  of my life be interwoven with the tapestry of Your eternal purposes."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If you know me and my family, you know that the experiences of 12 years ago have definitely been used by God to change our lives and lead us (my family) in new directions, for His purposes.  My brother, Steve, took a risk and moved first to Jamaica and then to Haiti and most important, he has become a man of God, trusting even in difficult situations.  My sister, Chris, is a confident and loving, pastoral woman who knows what her priorities should be in regards to family and ministry.  And here I am - still learning so much about how God wants to work in and through me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of those areas God still has a lot to do in me is teaching me about contentment.  To help me along I just finished a book called "The Contented Soul" by Lisa Graham McMinn.  I love the first 1/2 of the book and the last chapter.  She spent a little too much time on being contented with the earth.  I'm afraid it sounded very suburban, upper middle class to me.  But, there are some important truths in the book.  Here are a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to be a contented soul that savors life in the midst of its ruin as well as its beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The soul organizes the whole person...living souls grounded in a physical world held together by a spiritual one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...happiness is linked to and emerges from knowing and loving God, which takes place in our soul. From that place of contented rest we can engage, love and serve others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...serving or celebrating within a community of others could move me beyond any disappointment of sorrow that had derailed me and could draw me into greater contentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What eases my lonely soul more than pampering it is blessing someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rather than attempting to escape some unpleasant experience, I want to learn to rest in God, knowing that God desires my transformation, and would use this moment to help me see, understand and love more deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we grow less preoccupied with ourselves we are filled with wonder at the God who created us and all that surrounds us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, you get the idea - this is how I want to live. And that's a bit (a lot) about what's been happening to Evie in Latvia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see fun photos below from last night at Riga 1) &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/13961767-5650913271060528452?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/5650913271060528452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=5650913271060528452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5650913271060528452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/5650913271060528452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6055566655822700591</id><published>2007-04-06T14:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:54:32.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passover dinner at Riga 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/PassoverApril07"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/PassoverApril07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6055566655822700591?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6055566655822700591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6055566655822700591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6055566655822700591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6055566655822700591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/passover-dinner-at-riga-1.html' title='Passover dinner at Riga 1'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7612663604428436229</id><published>2007-04-03T20:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:16.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New life at Riga 1</title><content type='html'>We had a great celebration 2 weeks ago at Riga 1. 9 soldiers were enrolled and 2 adherents made. 5 of the soldiers were my girls from my small group! Unfortunately for me, I arrived an hour late because I was clueless about the time change. I was really sad about that but, I did get some pictures at the end. (click on photos to see larger image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQQelElOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/6idSQ7Od4I4/s1600-h/IMG_5893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049256744996607202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQQelElOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/6idSQ7Od4I4/s200/IMG_5893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Note Zoe, soon to be mom again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQQ-lElPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BbwZJw1cBg0/s1600-h/IMG_5895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049256753586541810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQQ-lElPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BbwZJw1cBg0/s200/IMG_5895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 girls and Janis (lucky guy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQROlElQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AkM6nWF-hkQ/s1600-h/IMG_5897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049256757881509122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQROlElQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AkM6nWF-hkQ/s200/IMG_5897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anita with some of her family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQRelElRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/MczSqPSDkHs/s1600-h/IMG_5898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049256762176476434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQRelElRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/MczSqPSDkHs/s200/IMG_5898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erika - check out those shoes! I want some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQRulElSI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2Wd9QudKDIo/s1600-h/IMG_5899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049256766471443746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQRulElSI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2Wd9QudKDIo/s200/IMG_5899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linda and Evie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKRD-lElTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KzZ2a7AANhk/s1600-h/IMG_5901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049257629759870258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKRD-lElTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KzZ2a7AANhk/s200/IMG_5901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marika and Evie (they are all so tall!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7612663604428436229?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7612663604428436229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7612663604428436229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7612663604428436229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7612663604428436229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-life-at-riga-1.html' title='New life at Riga 1'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/RhKQQelElOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/6idSQ7Od4I4/s72-c/IMG_5893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8243846254343034289</id><published>2007-03-27T21:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:13:18.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/BeaAndWatsonsMarch07"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/BeaAndWatsonsMarch07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't tell you much about our visit with Stuart and Marjory Watson, except the singing! To get video clips of that you have to write me privately! We had a really wonderful time with the cadets. I had a great time personally with Stuart and Marjory, too. We had fun touring around Riga, trying lots of restauarants (some that I had never been to and now had someone to drag there.) Beatrice, a friend and cadet from Sweden joined us for a few days. Watsons stayed with Sarah and Aivis and it was fun to have Sarah and Josh with us on some of those days. We don't just hang out often enough. The cadets loved and were challenged by Stuart's teaching. They loved Marjory, too - her teaching and her humor!  We miss them and hope they will come back to Riga sometime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pictures come from Watsons, Beatrice and me. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and can anyone tell me why I can't get Picasa web albums to link properly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8243846254343034289?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8243846254343034289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8243846254343034289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8243846254343034289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8243846254343034289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/httppicasaweb.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7017446020893836198</id><published>2007-03-22T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T15:52:41.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>About our Partners in Mission - Ghana</title><content type='html'>My friends, Dennis and Sharon Strissel have just gone to lead the Salvation Army work in Ghana.  Since we in Latvia (and Sweden) are their Partner in Mission, I thought you might want to know what's happening there and how to pray for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their blog:   &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/TSA_Spotlight_on_Ghana"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/TSA_Spotlight_on_Ghana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7017446020893836198?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7017446020893836198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7017446020893836198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7017446020893836198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7017446020893836198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/about-our-partners-in-mission-ghana.html' title='About our Partners in Mission - Ghana'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-7062241460014458781</id><published>2007-03-19T15:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:25:17.465+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are few pictures from my eventful days in Liverpool and Manchester. Actually, these are all about Liverpool and the Beatles!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mw4ip44I/AAAAAAAAAgs/A8rrto4FPWI/s1600-h/march07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043623404140880770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mw4ip44I/AAAAAAAAAgs/A8rrto4FPWI/s200/march07+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mv4ip41I/AAAAAAAAAgU/gQe8HNGkrVU/s1600-h/march07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043623386961011538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mv4ip41I/AAAAAAAAAgU/gQe8HNGkrVU/s200/march07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6MwIip42I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ZV9hEQUNirQ/s1600-h/march07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043623391255978850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6MwIip42I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ZV9hEQUNirQ/s200/march07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Graham at the nightclub where the Beatles started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mwoip43I/AAAAAAAAAgk/iSk1wGuTNCA/s1600-h/march07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043623399845913458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mwoip43I/AAAAAAAAAgk/iSk1wGuTNCA/s200/march07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look close, you'll see names of other bands who've played there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-7062241460014458781?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/7062241460014458781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=7062241460014458781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7062241460014458781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/7062241460014458781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-are-few-pictures-from-my-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qmoMhq-qFDA/Rf6Mw4ip44I/AAAAAAAAAgs/A8rrto4FPWI/s72-c/march07+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-2053657461009065899</id><published>2007-03-12T15:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:33:42.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>These days are funny!</title><content type='html'>So, now that I've announced I'm leaving I have to admit that I occassionally get hit with a wave of sentimentalism.  Last week was a rather difficult week and I was not feeling very sentimental!  This week we have Stuart and Marjory Watson from the UK with us.  Stuart is teaching an OT prophets course and Marjory is working with the cadets on their voices - she is a professional singer.  We started yesterday with a Spiritual Day together.   (Well, that's after I stuffed them with Lido food on Saturday evening!)  The cadets responded so well to them and we had a great time with worship, teaching and fellowship.  I also have had a guest from Sweden, Beatrice.  She's a cadet and met us at our Northern Training Conference.  She joined us on Sunday.  It was one of those days when I felt very proud of our cadets.  Not that they did anything special, but just because of who they are.  Yesterday afternoon and evening Watsons, Bea and I walked around Riga and had a great time.   Today the teaching started.  First we had prayers together and for some reason I got a bit emotional, listening to Velta share and as the cadets were singing the worship songs.  I know they don't have the most beautiful voices (sorry if any of you are reading this!) but, I thought today "I'm going to miss this sound!" I've grown used to our little 'choir'.   During the Bible class,  I didn't sit in but from the times I was observing, they were really challenged and eager to understand Stuart's teaching.  I'm glad for them that they can have some deeper teaching than what I can provide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the fun has begun!  We discovered they were nervous about this 'music clinic', as I've dubbed it.  They couldn't stop talking about it - but I also understood that they were excited.  They know they can be helped by this, so they are very open.  I'm not in there, as much as I'd like to be, because I don't want to make them nervous.  But, of course I'm standing outside the door as much as possible!  They are having a great time!  Marjory is making it fun and they are responding well - all of them!  I think they are very impressed that a professional has come to teach them.  I know some training schools are too sophisticated for this kind of teaching (you know who you are!) For us, this is important  - actually for all officers.  We use our voices non-stop and whether we sing or speak, we need to know how to use them properly.  There's my soap box for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-2053657461009065899?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/2053657461009065899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=2053657461009065899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2053657461009065899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/2053657461009065899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/these-days-are-funny.html' title='These days are funny!'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6667380348538807276</id><published>2007-03-06T20:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T21:48:17.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First, a couple of special sites to check out: see &lt;a href="http://www.urbanarmy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.urbanarmy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; to read a touching story of the Spirit's work through a woman named Hannah (hope you don't mind, Gordon!) And for some good music check out &lt;a href="http://www.martymikles.com/"&gt;http://www.martymikles.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Transmission has some new music you can listen to there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now about life in Latvia, well first of all a few days in the UK. It was great to meet my ICO friends, Helene and her husband Graham and Marion in Liverpool. It is hard to describe how special those relationships are unless you've experienced ICO. The closeness and intimate sharing that happens there naturally leads to a few special friendships. But for our session, I think we all became especially close and even seven years later I miss that fellowship. Unfortunately, Helene had to be at her corps when I arrive, but graciously Graham became my tour guide and we spent a few hours walking around Liverpool. Yes, I went to the Beatles store and then to the Caravan Club where it all started. I'll post a picture or two later. I liked Liverpool and wouldn't mind a few more days to explore it. I had dinner with Helene and Graham and a nice 'catching up' conversation. Of course, we couldn't talk about all 7 years but since we do occasionally email each other it wasn't necessary to share every detail. Then I was off to spend the night at Marion's home. We stayed up and caught up for a few hours, but as I was on Riga time, I finally had to get some sleep. Saturday started as a lovely spring day and we had a nice breakfast looking out on her green yard (I left Riga with dirty snow and rain.) Henrik and Lisbeth came and picked me up to spend the rest of my weekend with them in Manchester. It was so good to see them, check out their new home and see how much taller Lukas has grown just in 3 months or so! We started talking as soon as I got in the car and kept it up until I left Monday morning! It was good to hear how they are settling in to their new British life and especially, Army life. Of course, they miss Latvia but they have so much to offer the people in their division and already I heard the care and hopefulness for the work and people there as they talked. I talked, too, as you would expect! About everything and everyone I could think of here in Latvia. I also went with them to their new home corps, Sale. It is a nice corps and they will enjoy being part of the fellowship and life there, I think. Lukas has friends there (something about Liverpool versus Manchester?!) I have to admit I enjoyed both the band and songsters, as well as the worship team. You can do it all together! Saturday evening they took me out for a good English carvery meal - so good, but so much food. We were all stuffed after the main meal, but none of us refused dessert! Mine was treacle pudding with a whole lot of custard poured over it...delicious! But I could hardly walk out afterwards. Oh well, once in a while and with good friends it's OK to eat like a pig! My flight was at 6:00 on Monday morning which meant Henrik had to drive me at 3:45 a.m.! (He did the same for Ilsters just 2 weeks earlier.) BUT...somehow I made a huge and stupid mistake, which I didn't realize until I was checking in and was told by the lady at the desk "this ticket was for Sunday." Great. No more Riga flights out of the Liverpool airport until Wednesday at the earliest. But there was one from Manchester that afternoon. Back to Manchester on the bus, then a train to the airport arriving about 8:00. (oh, I did have a very large latte in Liverpool before I left.) I went straight to the Air Baltic/SAS desk and the woman, in her lovely British accent, told me she didn't work for Air Baltic until 12:00 so I would have to wait but she would try to help me at 11:00. I tried to be nice but a bit impatiently asked if she knew if there were seats available (I was thinking of going back to bed at Andersens!) She said 'yes, I have just been on the computer checking'. Hmmmm...why couldn't she go back on and sell me the ticket? So, 3 hours in a comfy airport chair with a book, orange juice, a chocolate chunk cookie and a bag of Maltesers. Back to get the ticket which cost me a whole lot of money (thankfully the first ticket was very cheap.) Then 2 1/2 more hours before the flight. I almost finished the book and I did finish the Maltesers! But, at least I got home and without too much hassle. Do these things happen to other people? The worst (or best) part is that I have no one to blame for the mix up except myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was our monthly Leaders' Day. I like to see everyone and have a few words together between meetings. Goran asked each center to give a brief overview of their program and talked about each property and the possible plans for each. It sounds boring, but actually was interesting and I think it is good for us to hear about each other. Also, we got a little history lesson about The Salvation Army in Latvia and how we got some of our properties. Oh and a bit of news was announced that might be interesting - this summer, after 3 years here, I'm returning to my home territory for an appointment there. It is too much to explain here but if you want to have a cup of coffee and a couple of hours, I can try to tell you how I came to this decision. It's not an easy one, but I do have peace about it. Now, there is a lot to do to get ready to leave - but first, we have 6 cadets to finish training and get commissioned! June 16-17, 2007 if any of you want to join us!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the big, wonderful news - we have 2 accepted candidates for the next session of training in Latvia!  So, if you think of praying for us 1. pray that I will finish well 2. pray that the right person(s) will become the training officer(s) 3.  pray that the transition will be smooth for the region, especially the new cadets.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6667380348538807276?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6667380348538807276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6667380348538807276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6667380348538807276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6667380348538807276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/bit-of-news.html' title='A bit of news'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-8027089742806022426</id><published>2007-03-01T22:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:50:37.854+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry I left you in the middle of Assessment Conference.  We made it through the day with plenty to eat and for me, relatively little stress.  It is such a blessing to be able to sit and just listen as the delegates tell their stories.  I am constantly amazed at the many 'miracle' lives we have in Latvia.  We followed the Assessment Conference with Candidates' Board, which is the official group who decides on accepting candidates for officership.  This went really well.  I can't give you details, but the dialogue was great.  The process worked well and I believe we were sensitive to God's leading.  I'll report on the results later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The cadets reportedly had a great time in Lithuania.  I haven't had a chance to talk with them and now they are free for the weekend.  But, rumors are that they enjoyed their trip.  The translator in Lithuania said the same thing from their side.  That is a real answer to prayer.  I can't wait to hear their stories next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today Chris and I drove to Daugavpils to visit the corps leaders, Guna and Andre Van der Leij.  They are helping with the training for our cadets there, as I have not been able to give them the attention they deserve.  We had a good afternoon of conversation and planning.  And I got to see Manuela who is so big and has changed dramatically since I saw her in December.  She still has a big smile!  The drive home was not fun.  It was foggy and getting dark, so very hard to see on the narrow roads which have lots of pot holes and with lots of trucks coming towards us.  I held on tightly to the steering wheel and we made it home just fine.    I was really tired when I got home and needed to pack because tomorrow morning I'm going away for the weekend.  Yippee!  I got a cheap Ryan Air flight to Liverpool, UK and will visit 2 ICO friends and then go over to Manchester to see Andersens for a couple of days.  I guess you could call that my spring break.  Just checked the weather and it's supposed to rain every day.  I don't care - I'm just looking forward to 3 stress-free days.  I'm taking a book to read and some papers to grade (I know, that's work but I can never get it done here.)  Otherwise, no computer and no studying!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-8027089742806022426?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/8027089742806022426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=8027089742806022426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8027089742806022426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/8027089742806022426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-i-left-you-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-6548423170073414333</id><published>2007-02-24T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T13:51:09.482+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Current happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, it's 1:00 pm and we are waiting (me not so patiently) for our lunch to arrive - pizza delivery.  It's 30 minutes late and we have a tight schedule the rest of the very long day. I'm ready to cancel but they don't answer their phone!  Other wise, things are going OK!  Well, that's if you consider we arrived to heat coming from only one register and it's sooooooo cold!  And, both of our delegates are sick with flu/cold.  But, otherwise, &lt;em&gt;viss kartiba&lt;/em&gt; (all is well!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The cadets are away for the week in Lithuania - without me!  I have not heard from them and was a bit worried that they were not doing well.  The only message I had yesterday was &lt;em&gt;'It's OK:)'&lt;/em&gt;  What does that mean?  So, I was a bit restless - wondering.  I sent a text message to Ilona, but she didn't reply.  That made me even more concerned - was something wrong and they didn't want to tell me?  (Yes, I realize that makes me sound paranoid)  By accident, one of the Assessment conference delegates called Ilona's mobile.  I got to talk to her and her report is this:  &lt;em&gt;'The bed is good, the food is good, the fellowship is good, everything is good! Now you can sleep tonight!'&lt;/em&gt; She knows me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(pizza update - we cancelled and had the salads and sandwiches planned for supper. Now to figure out what to have for supper!  Have I said, I love this job?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-6548423170073414333?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/6548423170073414333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=6548423170073414333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6548423170073414333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/6548423170073414333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/02/current-happenings.html' title='Current happenings'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-1208864599226300054</id><published>2007-02-23T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:02:08.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick note.  Please pray for us this weekend.  We have our candidate assessment conference Friday evening-Saturday evening followed by Candidates' Board.  We have 2 delegates/prospective candidates.  Not many, you think?  Well, with the 10 candidates we had last year (= 6 cadets, 4 Lieutenants) and these 2 plus several possible for our next conference we have a pretty high percentage of our people looking for ministry.  We only have 7 corps!  Thanks for you prayers and I'll try to post a report later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13961767-1208864599226300054?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/1208864599226300054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=1208864599226300054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1208864599226300054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/1208864599226300054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-quick-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-3964993452478318885</id><published>2007-02-19T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:03:23.564+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Words for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'It's all about You, Jesus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all this is for You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your glory and Your fame &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not about me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As if You should do things my way (!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You alone are God and I surrender &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Your ways'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am the Lord your God, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would feed you with the finest of the wheat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and with honey from the rock &lt;strong&gt;I would SATISFY you&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Psalm 81:10 and 16&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/13961767-3964993452478318885?l=evielatvia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/feeds/3964993452478318885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13961767&amp;postID=3964993452478318885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3964993452478318885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13961767/posts/default/3964993452478318885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evielatvia.blogspot.com/2007/02/words-for-today.html' title='Words for today'/><author><name>Evie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07481852866976650391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR9Vs_TscVI/Tgac_0B95-I/AAAAAAAAMBw/fSLEEZoYVWU/s220/P5220015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13961767.post-4129333582249137222</id><published>2007-02-11T21:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:54:00.430+02:00</updated><title type='text'>European Training Leaders Conference - Oslo, Norway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:194px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:83%"&gt;&lt;div style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/EtlnNorway0207"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/evieinlatvia/Rc9pizuQhWE/AAAAAAAAAZk/fXYKk4MTmZA/s160-c/EtlnNorway0207.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="border:none;padding:0px;margin-top:16px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/evieinlatvia/EtlnNorway0207"&gt;&lt;div style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;etln norway0207&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color:#808080"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying something new with this photo link.  Let me know what you think...beware - lots of photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my 3rd training leaders' network conference.  It was another good one!  We had inspiring teaching from Lyn Pearce, IHQ and Clive Adams, Norway.  Both have a gentle and calming spirit and I think it's what we all needed.  We, of course, also had lots of good fun, fellowship and food!  Although I only meet most of the other training leaders once or twice a year, they have become good friends and a wonderful source of support and encouragement.  I came home with lots of new ideas, more books to add to my 'to read' list and also, refreshed and blessed.  You can tell by the photos that I loved being in Norway, too.  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