<?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-33090859</id><updated>2011-09-27T11:46:49.261-07:00</updated><category term='o'/><title type='text'>The Risk of Stopping: An Expression of my Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4122261667742620331</id><published>2011-07-07T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:05:42.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember this place...</title><summary type='text'>It has been a long time since blogging. I remember this place- this open space where I would write out my thoughts, ideas, hopes and dreams. I shared my perspective on everyday life. This place has seemed so far away yet today I have stumbled here once again.A lot has changed, last i posted I had just recently been engaged. Now I have been married for over a year....what a wonderful adventure it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4122261667742620331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4122261667742620331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4122261667742620331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4122261667742620331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-remember-this-place.html' title='I remember this place...'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScxdJPC0t5U/ThYPkjczqqI/AAAAAAAADoY/eI3FbIMNZ1M/s72-c/P1010734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-796793396830705779</id><published>2009-07-31T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:15:07.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged...</title><summary type='text'>I never thought it would happen, loving someone through sickness and health, through richer or poorer never seemed possible. Love- terrified me. Then I met Kenny, and over the past year we have learned to love, to reach out, to embrace humility, and to let God lead us to life in Him. Learning to love is a life long process I think....and I am glad to say that I will spend my life learning along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/796793396830705779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=796793396830705779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/796793396830705779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/796793396830705779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2009/07/engaged.html' title='Engaged...'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SnM0Sk96kTI/AAAAAAAADZ0/gxFbPQnZMNo/s72-c/IMG_1441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-7226202106526559132</id><published>2009-05-11T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:39:28.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"How many prayers nowadays truly express the will of God? How much in our prayers is self completely forgotten and the will of the Lord is alone the things that is sought? How many believers are really working together with God in prayer?How many of us are declaring daily before Him His will and pouring out our hearts in prayer that He may do whatever is His will that He has made known to us? Let</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/7226202106526559132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=7226202106526559132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7226202106526559132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7226202106526559132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-prayers-nowadays-truly-express.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4777260357134688727</id><published>2009-04-06T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:40:09.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let His Kingdom Come to Earth</title><summary type='text'>God desires to work through us, to work with us, not apart from us. "For whoever shall call upon the Lord will be saved. How then shall they call upon Him in whom they have yet not believed?How shall they believe in Him whom they have not heard?And how shall they hear without a preacher? And how shall they preach unless they are sent?" I some how wonder if the answer to these questions is simply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4777260357134688727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4777260357134688727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4777260357134688727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4777260357134688727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-his-kingdom-come-to-earth.html' title='Let His Kingdom Come to Earth'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3250961536198855514</id><published>2009-03-15T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:49:05.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished Book</title><summary type='text'>I came across an unfinished book, one I started last summer but didn't get far into it. Interesting book, and I bet I just got too busy and could not find the time to read it. I started reading it again today- UNChristian by David Kinnaman and Gabe Lyons. So here is a piece of it:"I urge you to consider the transparency in your life- with your family, neighbors, and co-workers- and begin to ask </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3250961536198855514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3250961536198855514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3250961536198855514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3250961536198855514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfinished-book.html' title='Unfinished Book'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3142793370791331204</id><published>2009-01-11T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:20:05.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Love for Granted</title><summary type='text'>I forget sometimes how good it is to be loved. In fact I often forget that I am loved. Sounds silly, but it's true. I go day to day, working in a place full of people- adults and children alike- longing to be loved, and often I long for it just like everyone else. We all long for love, it's no secret. We want perfect love, but few of us truly know how to embrace such perfect love. I take it for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3142793370791331204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3142793370791331204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3142793370791331204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3142793370791331204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-love-for-granted.html' title='Taking Love for Granted'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SWrEpwAfEgI/AAAAAAAAC-M/-Cf_aw7w3Jo/s72-c/DSC_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3109421058167259994</id><published>2008-12-29T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:04:17.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Spare a Smile?</title><summary type='text'>    Her smile gets me every time!The other day I went to meet some friends for lunch down town. I arrived early and was waiting on the side walk. A guy, not much older then me I imagine, was walking around. He appeared to be a traveler- maybe homeless, or maybe just on a journey of self discovery. He looked at me a few times but continued walking. It was kind of funny because we had the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3109421058167259994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3109421058167259994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3109421058167259994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3109421058167259994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-spare-smile.html' title='Can You Spare a Smile?'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SVkCBntBOtI/AAAAAAAAC7c/IpUvCHbdxpg/s72-c/IMG_2684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-8656154342735239340</id><published>2008-11-24T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:17:01.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year in the past</title><summary type='text'>March 28 2007 I started a new journey. Looking back through old journals I see that God has held me tightly though my heart is so prone to wonder into darkness and away from His love. My journals represent seasons in my life. In March of 2007 I started a journal for a season I called "A coming back". I hit a dead end and decided to move to San Jose- I had many sensible reasons but deeply I knew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/8656154342735239340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=8656154342735239340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8656154342735239340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8656154342735239340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/11/year-in-past.html' title='A year in the past'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SSumYxjn06I/AAAAAAAAC7U/VPpn8ksVIDs/s72-c/n698997008_756107_7916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-7265975828397330029</id><published>2008-11-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:53:01.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I begin?</title><summary type='text'>These last few months have been amazing. Difficult as well. I love my new job, working in the school has opened my eyes to such a great need. My heart has been challenged, and God has inspired me to further my education so that I can get my credentials and be a teacher. I am really amazed at how God has constructed my life, to where every moment has significance. I see things happening that seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/7265975828397330029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=7265975828397330029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7265975828397330029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7265975828397330029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-do-i-begin.html' title='Where do I begin?'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SRlH2CF399I/AAAAAAAAC6w/46kUCerQz1M/s72-c/IMG_2677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-150500303727227999</id><published>2008-09-22T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:10:30.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Season....</title><summary type='text'>Autumn by Howskelly.....autumn rolls around. The leaves are changing, I feel the same so consumed by the day now the weeks pass by life trees on a highway once again I’m trying to do it my way I clamor in the dirt looking for a penny while you stand there offering me gold sometimes I run from you sometimes you’re all I breathe sometimes I wait for you to come and rescue me it always makes me sad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/150500303727227999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=150500303727227999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/150500303727227999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/150500303727227999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/09/season.html' title='The Season....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SNheDFb8yqI/AAAAAAAAC54/KwAdgO1f6HQ/s72-c/418057592_ef0ff323cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3966899280062560524</id><published>2008-09-14T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:22:59.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow. It was an amazing first week of school. Transitioning onto the school staff was seamless. My site partner and I feel very welcomed by the teachers and staff and most the students. It was a little crazy getting used to the routine and even being at work at 7:30am. But it is wonderful. I love being apart of a school that has hope for every child- even the most difficult ones. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3966899280062560524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3966899280062560524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3966899280062560524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3966899280062560524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-672435183866856630</id><published>2008-09-07T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:45:08.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><summary type='text'>I kind of like him. . .  a lot!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/672435183866856630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=672435183866856630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/672435183866856630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/672435183866856630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SMStjObsMhI/AAAAAAAAC5I/FX4GkU2Fsgs/s72-c/IMG_1186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1013889704859166834</id><published>2008-09-07T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:31:11.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A long over due update</title><summary type='text'>My life has taken many turns this summer. I quit my job at In N Out mid summer, and since then life has been crazy. I loved my job at In N Out and it blessed my life greatly, but I chased after a different job- what I like to call a big kid job. I saw an opportunity through Americorps and went through a series of interviews and I became very optimistic about the job and felt it was a done deal. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1013889704859166834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1013889704859166834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1013889704859166834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1013889704859166834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-over-due-update.html' title='A long over due update'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3933235937158671391</id><published>2008-08-26T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:21:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been a long while and I have not posted much lately. I haven't taken the time to sit and write, and to be honest, I regret it. There are so many good things taking place in my life, and so much that I am learning and I have not posted about any of it. So I thought I should update my few but faithful readers...but not now. So stay tuned and be looking forward to an exciting update!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3933235937158671391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3933235937158671391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3933235937158671391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3933235937158671391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-has-been-long-while-and-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1688896558476132623</id><published>2008-07-09T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:02:12.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayers</title><summary type='text'>Tonight was a long night. I took 4 older girls out to dinner, then to the mall. What an adventure. It was a lot of fun, and to be in their element, it opened doors for lots of good conversations. We talked about boys, clothes, school, friends, and even sex. Classic girl talk. They even ran into some of their friends, and to my surprise they had no problem introducing me to them. After the mall we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1688896558476132623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1688896558476132623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1688896558476132623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1688896558476132623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/07/answered-prayers.html' title='Answered Prayers'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-6234298596554460021</id><published>2008-07-06T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:46:29.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying Makes a Difference</title><summary type='text'>his last week in the neighborhood was pretty crazy. The family that lives below is an amazing family. There are five children, some of whom I mentioned in earlier post. The youngest is 5 and the oldest is 12. They are an active part of the center, and the kids are pretty awesome. There family is faced with a big challenge, and is suffering right now. Their mom has cancer. She has had cancer for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/6234298596554460021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=6234298596554460021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6234298596554460021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6234298596554460021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/07/praying-makes-difference.html' title='Praying Makes a Difference'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SHGtKQjETRI/AAAAAAAAB_4/ugaVj41EWOw/s72-c/IMG_5431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2149573760470810177</id><published>2008-06-30T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:06:24.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Music Rattles Windows</title><summary type='text'>So as of right now I am sitting doing homework. For last hour there has been spanish music from next door. It is so loud that all the windows are rattling. Kind of entertaining but at the same time it makes it hard to focus. I guess one of the challenges of being in a crowded and lively neighborhood is finding time and space to concentrate. I am not one that can study with noise. I like it to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2149573760470810177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2149573760470810177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2149573760470810177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2149573760470810177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/06/spanish-music-rattles-windows.html' title='Spanish Music Rattles Windows'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4698055386654118452</id><published>2008-06-25T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:00:54.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight some of the same kids from down stairs came up again. So full of energy. I can not describe how much I love being here in this neighborhood. I don't think I will want to leave when my friends get back. Tonight's topic of conversation was Michael Jackson. Crazy right? They had cultivated this strange fear that 'MJ' was going to come to their house and 'touch them'. It was a weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4698055386654118452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4698055386654118452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4698055386654118452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4698055386654118452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/06/tonight-some-of-same-kids-from-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SGMfKdA27TI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/CY0LkhjwHuA/s72-c/Photo+474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-8762473014248120313</id><published>2008-06-24T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:22:14.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations</title><summary type='text'>Tonight around 10:00 two kids(brother and sister) from down stairs came up to for a little bit. I sat for about an hour and listened to unending stories that started with "You know what...?" It was fun, and interesting. The two kids are younger but seem older. We talked about gangs, and who shoots who. Most of the stories they shared with me are probably things they have heard and picked up on in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/8762473014248120313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=8762473014248120313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8762473014248120313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8762473014248120313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/06/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/SGHjurjwGfI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/OWI35ewM4OA/s72-c/IMG_7155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5147103514819623180</id><published>2008-06-23T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:24:44.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3  Weeks in the HOOD!</title><summary type='text'>Today marks the start of a new adventure. Today our college group sent a 9 people off to Africa today. Many people going on the trip are all vital people to the ministry of Farm Drive, a local neighborhood center in the very neighborhood I will be living in for the next three weeks. I am so excited about being here, but also nervous.  As I sit here writing right now, there are sounds of children </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5147103514819623180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5147103514819623180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5147103514819623180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5147103514819623180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-weeks-in-hood.html' title='3  Weeks in the HOOD!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1630034466291136909</id><published>2008-06-04T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:31:10.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The following is a song that has been echoing in my mind for some time now. It truly is a beautiful song, one that I think most can relate to. Breathe by Isa- The Raw SessionsFinding that the feeling inside of you  is more than you can bare When the past is staring you in the face  When the prison you’ve been living in feels like home to youJust know that forgiveness is the sweetest thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1630034466291136909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1630034466291136909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1630034466291136909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1630034466291136909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/06/following-is-song-that-has-been-echoing.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1151943373078765045</id><published>2008-05-31T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:20:41.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a feeling.</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever get that feeling when something is about to go completely bad? I do. My tummy turns to knots and my chest gets tight and the only thing I can do is pray. I focus all my attention on Christ and constantly remind myself that no matter how bad things get, no matter what the future holds- God has a hold of me, and will take me through anything, even if it seems impossible.A few weeks ago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1151943373078765045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1151943373078765045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1151943373078765045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1151943373078765045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-feeling.html' title='Just a feeling.'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-288598707004128411</id><published>2008-05-27T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:01:44.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Assignment</title><summary type='text'>I have an interesting homework assignment ahead of me this week. The following questions are interesting, and thought provoking. Good to think about, but not to dwell on unless you have to write a large paper on it! So what do you think? What Is Your Worldview?Answer these questions to help you formalize your worldview.1. Is there a Supreme Being?  If so, what are His nature, character, and role?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/288598707004128411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=288598707004128411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/288598707004128411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/288598707004128411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/05/homework-assignment.html' title='Homework Assignment'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-347315084523368462</id><published>2008-02-27T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:20:47.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GAP</title><summary type='text'>"The People of the land have practiced oppression and committed robbery and they have wronged the poor and needy and have oppressed the sojourner without justice. I searched for a man among them who would build up the wall and stand in the gap before Me in the land so that I would not destroy it, but I have found no one."What would it have looked like if the LORD had found just one man to stand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/347315084523368462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=347315084523368462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/347315084523368462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/347315084523368462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/02/gap.html' title='THE GAP'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/R8WbxVCXaaI/AAAAAAAAB80/ff0GIMbsd00/s72-c/DSC_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-692522416676799722</id><published>2008-01-26T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T16:44:09.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Thought</title><summary type='text'>This last week was an interesting week. God challenged me in a lot of new ways.  I have noticed that the more time I spend in Gods Word, the more He reveals things He desires me to know... or the ways I should pray, and words I should say to others. I am learning that being a Christian is finding my strength and my rest in the faith I have in God, and in that there is an overflow of contentment. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/692522416676799722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=692522416676799722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/692522416676799722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/692522416676799722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-thought.html' title='A New Thought'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2555510407248188569</id><published>2008-01-11T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:59:16.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Week</title><summary type='text'>This week has been a good week. A few cool things took place.....Wednesday night some of the boys from the center came over for dinner- lasagna! Most of them enjoyed but I few wanted pb&amp;j instead. It was fun having them over at the apartment (pictures to come soon) To hang out, and just enjoy each other. There was definitely some wrestling, and dog piling- and yes even farting. In the next few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2555510407248188569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2555510407248188569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2555510407248188569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2555510407248188569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-week.html' title='A Good Week'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5219856318587262736</id><published>2008-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T20:45:58.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><summary type='text'>I wont lie. When it turned 2007 I could not wait for 2008. This last year was hard. The events, circumstances, the decisions that I made, fears that I faced, lessons I learned and finally the contentment I found within God was an exhausting fight. In the last few years I changed, I became a new person and for so long I refused to know who I was becoming. This last year though, I was forced to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5219856318587262736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5219856318587262736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5219856318587262736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5219856318587262736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/R325aZUBexI/AAAAAAAAB78/0cPMy6FBd1k/s72-c/IMG_2059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2458954176912163283</id><published>2007-12-22T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:09:26.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Or Nothing</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I just had a thought. I was driving home from work and I realized that I do not love Jesus with every piece of me. I don't love Jesus with all that I have. Yes I convince myself that I do, and often I believe I do, but today I realized that I don't.I know that there is still to many things I want done my way, to many things I want to do on my own, to many dreams I create for myself, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2458954176912163283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2458954176912163283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2458954176912163283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2458954176912163283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-or-nothing.html' title='All Or Nothing'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/R2zULJUBewI/AAAAAAAAB70/9ahqnPM43LE/s72-c/IMG_7315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4047136030420549314</id><published>2007-12-19T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:47:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check it out   SOLD      it's worth the two minutes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4047136030420549314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4047136030420549314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4047136030420549314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4047136030420549314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-minute-and-check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1577670767060632692</id><published>2007-12-18T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:48:48.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother is Married!!</title><summary type='text'>This last weekend was full of fun. To our surprise my brother Evan was the first to get married. He married a Emily, so now my sister, and his wife share the same name... right down to the initials!! I had no idea what to expect with this being my families first wedding and all. Turns out, it was a great time had by all. There was a certain beauty in seeing all the family, and friends join </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1577670767060632692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1577670767060632692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1577670767060632692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1577670767060632692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-brother-is-married.html' title='My Brother is Married!!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/R2gylJUBevI/AAAAAAAAB7U/MHZLNPQCuqA/s72-c/of%3D50,590,393-43.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3362341716751817236</id><published>2007-12-04T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:44:25.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team: Run BESH Run!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well we did it. At 7:00 am I started the first leg of the California International Marathon. I ran 6 miles- mostly uphill - a surprise to me! I ran it in a little over an hour and met my sister so she could take on the next leg. She ran a little over 7 miles in an hour, then passed it to my rommmate and she ran 7 miles in and hour then finally passed it to our friend who finished the race- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3362341716751817236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3362341716751817236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3362341716751817236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3362341716751817236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/12/team-run-besh-run.html' title='Team: Run BESH Run!!!!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/R1ZWp26Lr8I/AAAAAAAAB58/K6jo-0dMubE/s72-c/n698997008_492831_3486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5566297668050617931</id><published>2007-11-17T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:12:50.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Bittersweet.</title><summary type='text'>      Today I had to replace my Bible (pictured above). For anyone who knows me, they will know how sad it truly is. I found my Bible over 7 years ago right before I left for Romania. In some weird way I felt like the Bible I had was made for me. It was perfect. My first jounrey in this Bible was reading John thru Revelation. I read one or more chapters a day, it was my first time being committed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5566297668050617931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5566297668050617931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5566297668050617931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5566297668050617931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-bittersweet.html' title='Its Bittersweet.'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rz-0B4D38QI/AAAAAAAAB48/HWNUhuyFw4s/s72-c/DSC01962.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5849590123303494142</id><published>2007-11-15T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:17:16.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love living down town. It truly is an amazing place full of so much life and there is a true beauty to it. Yesterday I went for a bike ride. I stopped at a local coffee shop and sat outside on a bench. I was reading a book and practicing my people watching skills. At a table close by sat a homeless man- he was reading the newspaper. After a while another woman walked towards the coffee shop and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5849590123303494142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5849590123303494142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5849590123303494142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5849590123303494142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-living-down-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1339911652418447542</id><published>2007-11-09T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T13:57:14.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend is Married!</title><summary type='text'>About a month ago my friend got married. Her and I became friends in 5th grade- we were both new to our sunday school class. Our friendship was built on journals. Neither of us were very good at talking about our problems, and we went to different schools, so we started a journal. In our journals we wrote about everything. She would take the journal for one week, and then I would take it the next</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1339911652418447542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1339911652418447542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1339911652418447542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1339911652418447542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-friend-is-married.html' title='My Friend is Married!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RzTWQ1v7O2I/AAAAAAAAB4U/F2338kGFH-Q/s72-c/n717455699_644532_3254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2475263782305433243</id><published>2007-11-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:58:33.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Brings Change</title><summary type='text'>Wow- I just went through and looked at blogs from last year. Looking back on my short life in Philly- I am reminded of how much I learned. Just take a look at the links for November 2006! What a great season it was!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2475263782305433243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2475263782305433243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2475263782305433243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2475263782305433243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-brings-change.html' title='Time Brings Change'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-8316465542497648399</id><published>2007-11-02T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:06:45.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOORSTEP OF HELL</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine was kind enough to send me some new books one of them being No Man is an Island by Thomas Merton. I find myself getting lost in the book and I am only two chapters into it. Merton has some amazing thoughts and it causes me to think more deeply about the things in my life. For instance today I read one sentence, and I had to stop because I knew I needed some time to work it out. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/8316465542497648399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=8316465542497648399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8316465542497648399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/8316465542497648399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/11/doorstep-of-heaven-or-hell.html' title='DOORSTEP OF HELL'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RyvI0wbcl5I/AAAAAAAAB24/_sKtisbuEeA/s72-c/IMG_7157_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1487480397949850817</id><published>2007-10-23T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:14:03.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A PLACE TO CALL OUR OWN</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1487480397949850817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1487480397949850817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1487480397949850817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1487480397949850817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/10/place-to-call-our-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rx5hA5hIrlI/AAAAAAAAB14/vSdZkE-ZCEU/s72-c/n717455699_589372_9030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-6370583744069600746</id><published>2007-10-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:54:49.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is monday. I realized that I love fall!  I love the city in the fall. Last fall I was learning my way around philadelphia, and I remember walking through parks that were covered in leaves. I remember sitting on a bench once for a little while and I watched one leaf fall after another. I remember the silence of the trees, and yet the sounds of the neighborhood still surrounding me. I woke up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/6370583744069600746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=6370583744069600746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6370583744069600746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6370583744069600746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RxObMZhIrjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/2lR7uWGYnMM/s72-c/DSC01712.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-760794421129558539</id><published>2007-10-09T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:40:20.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Plan- Why do bad things happen....?</title><summary type='text'>The following is my assignment for this week. As I read through it and thought of having to teach on this topic, for Jr. High students I became concerned. How do I teach on something, that I do not understand? How do I teach about a subject that causes me to wrestle with doubt, anger and frustration. I have seen a lot of bad things happen- to both good and bad people. I have seen injustice play </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/760794421129558539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=760794421129558539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/760794421129558539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/760794421129558539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/10/lesson-plan-why-do-bad-things-happen.html' title='Lesson Plan- Why do bad things happen....?'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2231393479071257485</id><published>2007-10-03T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:20:55.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I fade from the light Your glory was lost that night And no mind can't get me right And now I'm praying that you'll find me out Stone, stone has pulled me down But my faith has got me bound to your grey blue eyes Oh, oh Oh, oh Don't forget my broken heart You remember it from the start You made it and it's all a part Of your grey blue eyes Oh, oh Oh, oh You're gone and I know I'm dead I've lost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2231393479071257485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2231393479071257485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2231393479071257485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2231393479071257485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-fade-from-light-your-glory-was-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RwSGH5hIriI/AAAAAAAAB00/R30ohwHfXlQ/s72-c/IMG_0238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5375030939052025690</id><published>2007-09-30T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:17:13.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to the LORD</title><summary type='text'>The life of a prophet amazes me. God called His prophets to do extraordinary things. God sent them forth to call out sin. They had to stand out among the crowds and speak truth when everyone wanted lies. What gets me most is that the life a prophet was extremely lonely. Jeremiah suffered in agonizing prayer and he went to such great lengths to bring truth and speak Gods word to the people over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5375030939052025690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5375030939052025690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5375030939052025690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5375030939052025690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-of-prophet-amazes-me.html' title='Return to the LORD'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3550966690903480018</id><published>2007-09-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:03:59.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coming out of the darkness and into the light can be something we want to fight. I have learned this weekend that fighting the light is a battle we can not win. I have also learned that to seek rightousness means you must have endurance. If we want freedom, we must fight for it.I have grown in ways that I can not explain, and the plan that God has for my life has captured me, and I no longer can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3550966690903480018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3550966690903480018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3550966690903480018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3550966690903480018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/09/coming-out-of-darkness-and-into-light.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Ru6W1UtlFAI/AAAAAAAABzk/HCEXczVrz9Q/s72-c/IMG_7192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-6785418641975194779</id><published>2007-08-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T16:28:38.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most common phrase this summer :"Oh the tangled webs we weave"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/6785418641975194779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=6785418641975194779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6785418641975194779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6785418641975194779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/08/most-common-phrase-this-summer-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RtdSnoxieqI/AAAAAAAABys/-uMOMnzMsYA/s72-c/IMG_7158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5470070062021993559</id><published>2007-08-14T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:59:47.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Shop- Just for Fun</title><summary type='text'>Well I find myself once again facinated by coffee and the atmosphere it can provide. I have been stuck writing a paper on logical fallacies and today I took my studies to Peet's. In the last few hours I have been completely distracted by the people walking thru. Right now to my left are two bussiness men discussing the opportunity to fire someone, and hire someone. Straght ahead two older men, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5470070062021993559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5470070062021993559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5470070062021993559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5470070062021993559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/08/coffee-shop-just-for-fun.html' title='Coffee Shop- Just for Fun'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RsJP8Ozm6wI/AAAAAAAAByc/RCstQLQp9RY/s72-c/0814071757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-7350573813466414199</id><published>2007-08-08T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:17:44.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Music is something I use to find understanding, to express thoughts that I can not organize. I recently found a song that captures the search I have been on.  "Are you the safe place that I have been longing for?   To let out all the pain that’s been in my heart thru all these years?"                                                                                    ISAThis phrase has a lot to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/7350573813466414199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=7350573813466414199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7350573813466414199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7350573813466414199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/08/music-is-something-i-use-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rrpq8-zm6vI/AAAAAAAABx8/9eS_pz5jxMQ/s72-c/DSC01859.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4937435726072742990</id><published>2007-07-26T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:44:36.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Wednesday night I went to the college group that I have been getting involved with. It truly has been a great community to be apart of and last night we had some great conversation. We have been working through spiritual disciplines, and last night we opened the door to the discipline of submission. Lots of terms and ideas such as- servant, pushover, selfless vs. selfless, and many more. One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4937435726072742990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4937435726072742990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4937435726072742990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4937435726072742990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/07/wednesday-night-i-went-to-college-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RqmCTuzm6uI/AAAAAAAABxw/1J0As8DC97U/s72-c/n717455699_252037_3443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5410897915976063745</id><published>2007-07-13T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T14:30:46.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Available to the Community</title><summary type='text'>My friend and I recently moved into a two bedroom apartment that my dad has and it does come with its perks. My first frustration though has been the mail system. My roommate and I have had the worst luck getting our mail here. In the last post I mentioned that I had been waiting on my textbook to come in the mail, and I had been waiting weeks. First they UPS lost it, then it was delivered to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5410897915976063745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5410897915976063745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5410897915976063745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5410897915976063745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-available-to-community.html' title='Being Available to the Community'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4702422026127575904</id><published>2007-07-10T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:44:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I stayed up late with some friends to watch a movie and that isnt out of the oridinary but it was about 1:30am when my head hit the pillow and it was impossible to sleep. Lately I have noticed more and more that my mattress on my bed is really small. When I stretch all the way out my feet and arms hang off the end. Usually I wrestle a bit, tell myself at least  its not pavement, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4702422026127575904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4702422026127575904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4702422026127575904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4702422026127575904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-night-i-stayed-up-late-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2127615586624103058</id><published>2007-06-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:59:43.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BELOW....</title><summary type='text'>Posted are a few clips that captured some of the greatest moments during the recent event DISPLACE ME...... a lot of good stuff.Also there is a clip of the SIMPLE WAY community. Just remember to lift them up in prayer.  www.thesimpleway.org</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2127615586624103058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2127615586624103058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2127615586624103058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2127615586624103058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/below.html' title='BELOW....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-827806285524396906</id><published>2007-06-30T23:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:55:20.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DisplaceMe San Fransico 4/28/07</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/827806285524396906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=827806285524396906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/827806285524396906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/827806285524396906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/displaceme-san-fransico-42807.html' title='DisplaceMe San Fransico 4/28/07'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2030842997650243534</id><published>2007-06-26T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T19:03:14.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The TSW Kensington Fire Story</title><summary type='text'>This neighborhood is close to my heart. I got to see the simpleway in action and I have a close friend who lives and works in the community. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2030842997650243534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2030842997650243534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2030842997650243534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2030842997650243534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/tsw-kensington-fire-story_26.html' title='The TSW Kensington Fire Story'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3189057198632058950</id><published>2007-06-25T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:33:42.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado and Other Places</title><summary type='text'>The last few months I have been praying for God to change me, to change my heart and all that it holds. God did just that when I went to Colorado this past week. I thought I was just going to join my best friend for a few days so that I could drive back to Cali with her, but I was there for so much more.Conversations that my heart had longed for began to take place. Healing and restoration took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3189057198632058950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3189057198632058950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3189057198632058950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3189057198632058950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/colorado-and-other-places.html' title='Colorado and Other Places'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RoCi1xamKnI/AAAAAAAABxg/6tMKeFhX8Oo/s72-c/Picture+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-843639289420600966</id><published>2007-06-08T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:10:51.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean Nights</title><summary type='text'>Last night I ended up going to the beach. My friend and I found an abandoned bonfire and embraced the dark beauty that the ocean had to offer. In the day time the ocean always seems amazing, and brings such joy. But last night, the ocean in its darkness, the cold sand, the loudness of the waves crashing, and the glowing of the moon and stars created fear. As we approached the water- with the help</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/843639289420600966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=843639289420600966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/843639289420600966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/843639289420600966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/ocean-nights.html' title='Ocean Nights'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RmoaBBamKiI/AAAAAAAABw4/dpeIFXl3dKY/s72-c/2307440_98f4402f37_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4648211496228665979</id><published>2007-06-04T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:29:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My sister is my best friend. I have grown very close to her in the last few years. Growing up her and I were never really close because she was always seemed so much older then me, but now we simply best friends. Its pretty amazing to me, I'm not that close with anyone else in my family, so to have her has really changed my life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4648211496228665979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4648211496228665979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4648211496228665979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4648211496228665979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sister-is-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RmUBNBamJ9I/AAAAAAAABsI/Nz6wT-DXTAE/s72-c/n508409870_58621_9260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3768757955143314226</id><published>2007-06-03T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:06:01.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Hurts My Heart</title><summary type='text'> People are Starving for Peace. People are Hungry for HOPE. People want Freedomfor Food.I just finished watching a heart wrenching documentary on Saddam, and the war in Iraq- dating back to 1988. In a matter of 6 months Iraq and Iran combined lost more then 1 million people After Saddam went down in 2003 they dug up one grave that held over 300,000 bodies. America has lost over 3,000 bodies over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3768757955143314226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3768757955143314226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3768757955143314226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3768757955143314226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-hurts-my-heart.html' title='It Hurts My Heart'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RmO35icvHqI/AAAAAAAABTY/N122FYWuRL8/s72-c/IMG_6752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1376010354959327705</id><published>2007-05-17T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:30:01.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farm Drive</title><summary type='text'>Recently I moved to a new city. I have spent the last 3 weeks exploring and building a network. I love living in the city. The diversity, public transportation, culture,  and the variety of things to do.  Amazingly I have found myself already connected with good people.Today I got to check out a local community center called The Farm Drive. The Farm Drive has intentionally placed itself in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1376010354959327705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1376010354959327705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1376010354959327705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1376010354959327705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/05/farm-drive.html' title='The Farm Drive'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1539017260568975266</id><published>2007-05-01T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:50:23.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have come to a new place in life- and I found myself today wondering "How did I get here?"Then I realized that every place I find myself in is just an outcome of a decision.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1539017260568975266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1539017260568975266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1539017260568975266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1539017260568975266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-come-to-new-place-in-life-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RjghqxWad0I/AAAAAAAABSo/wanpi4kBBjI/s72-c/IMG_1092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1510638445922574329</id><published>2007-04-30T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:33:40.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1510638445922574329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1510638445922574329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1510638445922574329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1510638445922574329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/04/posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RjYnpBWadsI/AAAAAAAABRo/4kZO0y6A-SY/s72-c/100_1372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3907037017689815499</id><published>2007-04-22T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:51:56.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DISPLACE ME APRIL 28TH 2007</title><summary type='text'>"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has."-Margaret Meadwww.invisiblechildren.com/displaceme/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3907037017689815499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3907037017689815499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3907037017689815499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3907037017689815499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/04/displace-me-april-28th-2007.html' title='DISPLACE ME APRIL 28TH 2007'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-6189227508834468393</id><published>2007-04-18T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:55:41.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Rocklin 2007 5k</title><summary type='text'> On Our WAY Minutes till Starting. We should have been stretching! On Your Mark, Get Set. GO!!!!! FINISHED My time 39minutes! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/6189227508834468393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=6189227508834468393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6189227508834468393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/6189227508834468393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/04/run-rocklin-2007-5k.html' title='Run Rocklin 2007 5k'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RiZVdehBxGI/AAAAAAAABQ4/rB0SGh_ekQc/s72-c/of%3D50,590,393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-3035178289256691251</id><published>2007-04-16T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:16:46.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a long one....</title><summary type='text'>When you find that person- that you want to share life with, in most common ways that's known as marriage, but even within community- when you begin to trust your life with others in some form of a commitment then it is in your best interest to know that person, or people.  If you are going to marry someone it is in your best interest to know who that person is- not just who they are right now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/3035178289256691251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=3035178289256691251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3035178289256691251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/3035178289256691251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-long-one.html' title='Its a long one....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2648353215178846582</id><published>2007-04-03T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:54:01.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder....</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking of the word "enough"I have struggled to find its full meaning given that it seems the meaning is dependent on the context of the situation.I guess just the word would mean to have a sufficient amount, or more then necessary.Is anyone ever elated to have enough?Unless its ice cream then of course we are happy to have more then necessary!But why do we always seem to say " I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2648353215178846582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2648353215178846582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2648353215178846582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2648353215178846582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RhLMXiManBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/etNdvJf9qPs/s72-c/day2_glass_half_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5558657296728740424</id><published>2007-03-27T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:20:18.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"My God, I pray better to You by breathing. I pray better to You by walking than by talking."Thomas Merton</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5558657296728740424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5558657296728740424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5558657296728740424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5558657296728740424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-god-i-pray-better-to-you-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rgns8iManAI/AAAAAAAABQI/5jV0Bl9-dSA/s72-c/Picture+786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-7084204680279871779</id><published>2007-03-26T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:17:20.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PawnShop kings - Live - Make Me Whole (acoustic)</title><summary type='text'>This was an amazing show!  Pawn Shop Kings have some great talent.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/7084204680279871779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=7084204680279871779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7084204680279871779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7084204680279871779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/pawnshop-kings-live-make-me-whole.html' title='PawnShop kings - Live - Make Me Whole (acoustic)'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4094209512642278135</id><published>2007-03-25T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:07:21.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darkness in Finding Truth</title><summary type='text'>The fault in my search for truth has been this-I have been searching for truth, but truth is not found in what but rather in who.Not what is truthbutWHO is truth?To find truth is to find trust.How do you trust something you are not sure is true?But how do you know something is true and not trust it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4094209512642278135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4094209512642278135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4094209512642278135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4094209512642278135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/darkness-in-finding-truth.html' title='The Darkness in Finding Truth'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-1810275818907911071</id><published>2007-03-14T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:20:47.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> These are pictures of some of my friends in Philly. It is strange to call them my friends because I don't know if I will ever get to see them again. These were pictures of my last day with them before moving back to California. These are men that taught me about love, who taught me respect and true kindness. These are men who are homeless- these are men not only without a home, but without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/1810275818907911071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=1810275818907911071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1810275818907911071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/1810275818907911071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/these-are-pictures-of-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rfi3XlBVXkI/AAAAAAAABPA/dX0BrPnAxME/s72-c/DSCN0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4883993195298698386</id><published>2007-03-11T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:40:29.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vision for Peace</title><summary type='text'>"History of the Village: Envisioning an Oasis of PeaceOver thirty years ago, a man named Father Hussar first came to dwell on the land in Israel that would come to be known as an Oasis of Peace, home to a School for Peace and a primary school and to residents committed to living together and respecting one another’s language and culture. Inspired by a phrase in the book of Isaiah, Father Bruno </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4883993195298698386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4883993195298698386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4883993195298698386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4883993195298698386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/vision-for-peace.html' title='A Vision for Peace'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RfQvh1BVXiI/AAAAAAAABOw/yxkms5G8FZ0/s72-c/bruno_760-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-7055825082649578526</id><published>2007-03-06T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:58:14.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think About it......</title><summary type='text'>"It can be more difficultto cope with terrorism than with war.War is limited to geographical andtime boundaries.Terrorism knows no boundaries."Solly DremanAs Americans many of us can go day after day without thinking about the war in the middle east. War is on the back of our minds, the bottom of our list of things to worry about. The only things people know about the war and terrorism is what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/7055825082649578526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=7055825082649578526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7055825082649578526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/7055825082649578526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/03/think-about-it.html' title='Think About it......'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2868458217991330338</id><published>2007-02-28T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:24:22.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the TRAINING begin!</title><summary type='text'>   Recently my sister and our friend Sarah have committed to running a Marathon December 2 2007. For those of you who don't know- that's 26.2 miles!!!! This a big task and one the requires lots of training- and it starts tomorrow!!   Starting tomorrow I will be running 4-5 days a week  eating fruit, carbs and protein for the next 9 months. I don't consider myself a great runner- nor a fast one. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2868458217991330338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2868458217991330338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2868458217991330338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2868458217991330338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-training-begin.html' title='Let the TRAINING begin!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/ReXs0IosW9I/AAAAAAAABOU/gujL_RlHAPY/s72-c/shoes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-2085153055298967434</id><published>2007-02-26T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:48:48.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><summary type='text'>In the past 7 or 8 months I have taken an extreme interest in the middle east. It began when I woke up with a dream of going to Jerusalem. With my strong desire to go I have also found a desire to learn as much as I can about the Middle East and the conflicts that rest there. I am currently reading an amazing book "The Israelis- Ordinary People in an Extraordinary Land" By Donna Rosenthal. I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/2085153055298967434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=2085153055298967434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2085153055298967434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/2085153055298967434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-5036408759731920562</id><published>2007-02-22T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:37:33.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that go unnoticed....</title><summary type='text'>Guantanamo DetaineesWhat do you know?   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/5036408759731920562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=5036408759731920562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5036408759731920562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/5036408759731920562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-that-go-unnoticed.html' title='Things that go unnoticed....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-4297448787751707544</id><published>2007-02-22T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T18:02:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are looking UP</title><summary type='text'>  This last weekend was pretty amazing. For those of you catching up I returned home from mission year a month ago and sense then I have been trying to adjust to life back at home. It has been a good thing- being back at home. I have been learning a lot, but I have to admit its been extremely hard. In the last few weeks I have been doing a lot of soul searching- searching for God knows what. ( </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/4297448787751707544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=4297448787751707544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4297448787751707544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/4297448787751707544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-are-looking-up.html' title='Things are looking UP'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/Rd5DwJLVWYI/AAAAAAAABN8/cbGTMPgZsME/s72-c/IMG_6402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-117132991966394208</id><published>2007-02-12T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:33:08.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poor Mans Certainty....</title><summary type='text'>I once asked my best friend to respond to a question. When I asked it I had no true motive, nor did I have expectations for her answers. I caught myself remembering this today as I was driving. So I asked myself the same question-What do I know for certain?It's hard when you find yourself in a place where you know nothing is for certain. What is more interesting to me though is that even when you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/117132991966394208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=117132991966394208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/117132991966394208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/117132991966394208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-once-asked-my-best-friend-to-respond.html' title='A Poor Mans Certainty....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lx9fbR3KU_U/RdK3exQfLdI/AAAAAAAAA_U/riHU7Jlfn7M/s72-c/DSC01003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116941999764564623</id><published>2007-01-21T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:52:04.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Soul Craves for More.....</title><summary type='text'>" I am convinced that all of us are searching for a place called home, a place where we can close our eyes and sleep, a place where there is warmth and we are somehow unafraid, a place where we gather around the fire and the room is filled with laughter and love.....Home is ultimately not about a place to live but about the people with whom you are most fully alive. Home is about love, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116941999764564623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116941999764564623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116941999764564623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116941999764564623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-soul-craves-for-more.html' title='Our Soul Craves for More.....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116899208515315666</id><published>2007-01-16T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:01:25.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song to pull me thru....</title><summary type='text'>Keep On Driving By Justin McRoberts Keep on driving, you’re almost there. You can smell the sea salt in the air Keep on singing those beautiful songs They will keep you company when the ride gets long There may be nobody there when you arrive There may be no banners waving in the sky Just keep on driving Keep on driving till the dawn sets in Because you know that every darkness has it’s end Keep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116899208515315666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116899208515315666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116899208515315666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116899208515315666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/01/song-to-pull-me-thru.html' title='A song to pull me thru....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116775962395976741</id><published>2007-01-02T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:40:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Payton and Brady- brothers of Baby Jackson  Family Photo! Evan, Emily, me, and Cameron  Olley- the terrible cat  Minie and Ollie on Dads lap!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116775962395976741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116775962395976741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116775962395976741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116775962395976741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/01/payton-and-brady-brothers-of-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116775952222444206</id><published>2007-01-02T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:48:14.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Christmas Party with the girls, Sarah, Holly, my sis Emily and I Emsta !!!! All our wonderful gifts from eachother! Baby Jackson and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116775952222444206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116775952222444206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116775952222444206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116775952222444206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-party-with-girls-sarah-holly.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116680812766980496</id><published>2006-12-22T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:22:07.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> December was a crazy month! Jess, Cam, Tara and Sean each had their birthdays! There was lots to celebrate and we enjoyed every moment of it! The girls and have grown so close, and this is just one picture of us being silly together! Our first bit of snow!! The greastest gift ever given.......                                                                Coming Home     I came home yesterday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116680812766980496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116680812766980496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116680812766980496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116680812766980496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-was-crazy-month-jess-cam-tara.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116589300403847517</id><published>2006-12-11T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:10:04.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  This is Saul Anthony, we met him on our homeless experience, and then ran into him again a week later. He calls us "His princess"  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116589300403847517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116589300403847517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116589300403847517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116589300403847517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-saul-anthony-we-met-him-on-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116589273743416193</id><published>2006-12-11T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:13:28.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Feels Natural</title><summary type='text'>Busy is one of the worst qualities a Christian can have. Last Friday I went with the teacher I work with to prepare a hot meal for about 75 homeless people and took it to center city. Center city is where I have met many homeless folks and spent time with some of them more then once. I was really excited about going, because I knew I would see some friends.We got there, set up dinner and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116589273743416193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116589273743416193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116589273743416193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116589273743416193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-feels-natural.html' title='Life Feels Natural'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116464790214244104</id><published>2006-11-27T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T13:41:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy Nothing Day 2006</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116464790214244104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116464790214244104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116464790214244104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116464790214244104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/11/buy-nothing-day-2006.html' title='Buy Nothing Day 2006'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116464772711848452</id><published>2006-11-27T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T09:27:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buy Nothing Girls</title><summary type='text'>After having a wonderful thanksgiving dinner with our neighbor Dennis, my two roomates and I finished preparing for our first time celebration of BUY NOTHING DAY (November24). We were invited by the Simple Way (www.thesimpleway.org) and were extremely excited to participate.Recently we learned about a disease that America is suffering from- Affluenza. Men, women, teens, and children are spending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116464772711848452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116464772711848452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116464772711848452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116464772711848452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/11/buy-nothing-girls.html' title='The Buy Nothing Girls'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116405065189037514</id><published>2006-11-20T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:24:11.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some recent photos!</title><summary type='text'>This is Nashyah and I. I help in her second grade class. She is so precious and we are officially best friends!! Alec, Evan, and Jordan- 3 great boys in second grade! LIfe in the city- Laundry Day!! Its a full days work   Between the girls and I we had six loads....and it had been 4 weeks sense our last luandry day!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116405065189037514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116405065189037514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116405065189037514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116405065189037514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-recent-photos.html' title='Some recent photos!'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116405040609578547</id><published>2006-11-20T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:20:06.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never the Same</title><summary type='text'>Saturday November 11th 2006- Urban Solitude.I spent 24 hours on the streets of Philadelphia. We weren't allowed to have money, food, water, books, music, chapstick, or anything else. All we had were the clothes on our back. The purpose of this event was to give us an each an opportunity to depend on the city. Each person had their own idea of how they would spend the day. Some people sat infront </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116405040609578547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116405040609578547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116405040609578547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116405040609578547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/11/never-same.html' title='Never the Same'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116221421247153148</id><published>2006-10-30T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:37:38.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind Bars</title><summary type='text'>I spent all day and evening at the Delaware State Prison. Mike, Jesse and I joined a few others from church and drove 40 minutes to Delaware so that we could lead church for 2 groups of inmates. When I heard that they were going I was really excited and felt it would be a great opportunity but once we arrived I realized that it was probably a mistake.It took us some time to get all checked in and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116221421247153148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116221421247153148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116221421247153148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116221421247153148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/10/behind-bars.html' title='Behind Bars'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116197251668887270</id><published>2006-10-27T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:23:02.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while....</title><summary type='text'>So what have I been up to lately? Here are a few high lights:Feeding the Homeless:We went out late one night into the dark streets of center city with pizza, soda and water. We handed it out and while doing that we met some pretty amazing guys. I first met Sam. He is a reader and a dreamer. He loves art, and even graduated from the art school in san Francisco. A stream of bad luck has left him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116197251668887270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116197251668887270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116197251668887270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116197251668887270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-116042954264101736</id><published>2006-10-09T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:37:17.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Close to Comfort</title><summary type='text'>  Last week I started volunteering at Spruce Hill. The school is a few blocks away in "University City" This neighborhood is a bit different then the one we live in. Its inhabited by young college students, coffee shops, and nice houses. When we walk around our school we blend in. Our students are mostly middle class, some even upper class. Our expectations of the school being in the "inner city"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/116042954264101736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=116042954264101736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116042954264101736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/116042954264101736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-close-to-comfort.html' title='To Close to Comfort'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115921490581066793</id><published>2006-09-25T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:24:03.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  So this is my street. My house is at the end. We walk up and down this street everyday and we are getting to know everyone better the more we walk.  We spend lots of time on the porch, reading, hanging out and playing with the neighbors dog who is called Chaous!!Last saterday we got to hear the Mayor of Philly speak and he shared his passion about gun control. It was really amazing to hear the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115921490581066793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115921490581066793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115921490581066793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115921490581066793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-this-is-my-street.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115920968111197485</id><published>2006-09-25T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T11:41:21.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115920968111197485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115920968111197485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115920968111197485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115920968111197485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115886764119201510</id><published>2006-09-21T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:40:41.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "Tis the gift to be simple,Tis the gift to be free,Tist the gift to come down where you ought to be,And when we find ourselves in the place just right,Twill be in the valley of love and delight. When true simplicity is gained, To bow and to bend we shant be ashamed.To turn, turn will be our delight Till by turning, turning we come round right" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115886764119201510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115886764119201510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115886764119201510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115886764119201510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/tis-gift-to-be-simpletis-gift-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115876762699423112</id><published>2006-09-20T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:53:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to training and there he was just as I had pictured him. Shane Claiborne. I came to admire this guy through reading his book- Irrisitable Revolution, and learning about his community (www.thesimpleway.org) . It was really exciting to hear him speak and to share his heart for the poor.As each day goes by I am more excited about being here, but also I begin to see what a challenge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115876762699423112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115876762699423112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115876762699423112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115876762699423112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115859476300619052</id><published>2006-09-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:54:48.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Septa Day Relay</title><summary type='text'>Cambria, Tara, Sean, Jesse, Mike, and me! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115859476300619052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115859476300619052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115859476300619052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115859476300619052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/septa-day-relay.html' title='Septa Day Relay'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115824570630785072</id><published>2006-09-14T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:23:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it</title><summary type='text'>Hey friends!I made it to Philly and it is amazing!! My neighborhood is pretty rad and there are lots of kids. My team is doing well. We have had trouble with our water and gas. I have showered 2 times sense I have been here! Crazy!! We also have lots of mice....its been fun! This week we have been training. Learning lots. I am starting to get a hang of public transportation, but if you know me my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115824570630785072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115824570630785072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115824570630785072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115824570630785072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-made-it.html' title='I made it'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115698200142897112</id><published>2006-08-30T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:20:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing Up</title><summary type='text'>I leave in 8 days.It is kind of amazing to me actually. I thought that packing would be a large task but in reality it wont be that difficult. The most difficult part is finding the time to do it all. I want to spend these last days with people- sharing in experiences and living up all the "one last time before you go" activities!Packing up is also the last reality check. Packing up means that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115698200142897112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115698200142897112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115698200142897112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115698200142897112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/08/packing-up.html' title='Packing Up'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115639914104481053</id><published>2006-08-23T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:09:27.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><summary type='text'>This is my little brother - I lived with this family for 6 months and I become this little guys number one fan- not to mention his best friend. I will miss him so stinkin much. He is growing up so fast and when I see him again he will be soooo big!!!Children are so amazing, so kind, and so hopeful.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115639914104481053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115639914104481053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115639914104481053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115639914104481053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115620438939730236</id><published>2006-08-21T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:05:31.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I will miss....</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/feeds/115620438939730236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33090859&amp;postID=115620438939730236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115620438939730236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33090859/posts/default/115620438939730236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betsydarlington.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-i-will-miss.html' title='Things I will miss....'/><author><name>Betsy Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729301478867561168</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/-_NkWLhJVRTA/ThYDBPxMo-I/AAAAAAAADno/z4eFeGgNw5U/s220/0.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090859.post-115614896069369727</id><published>2006-08-21T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T18:19:55.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Town</title><summary type='text'>I am setting this site up so that I can keep in touch with friends and family. I am moving to Philly in just a few weeks. I desire to use this blog to share my experiences, things I will be learning and also pictures.I am extremely excited about this journey but yet it is bittersweet. Even though I am following Gods call in my life without doubt- I am still sad to be leaving life as I know it. 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