tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45178559371021696372024-02-20T09:56:08.562-08:00Ryan & KelseyKelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-78769652101966809052011-05-11T15:46:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:28:47.782-07:00China Here She Comes!!<div style="text-align: center;"> My best friend reported to the MTC today. She is going to Hong Kong, China, and I am so excited for her! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rachel has been my best friend since fourth grade! We had never been apart for more than two weeks until I went to Jerusalem, and now she is going to be gone for a year and a half! I am so excited for her, but I am going to miss her A LOT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Graduation Day</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First BYU Football Game</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Of course...one of Rachel's funny faces.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sophomore Year Apartment at King Henry</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yet...another funny face!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes...we still play dress up :)</td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rachel is one of the most amazing friends! She will always be my best friend, even if I can't call her all the time. :( But...I will see her in a year and a half...thats not long right? Ok....so the goodbye was a little hard...I just may have cried the whole way home. I will miss her a lot!!<br />
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<div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-13669584753181659222011-05-10T20:34:00.000-07:002011-05-10T20:34:28.507-07:00Date Night<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan and I were able to help with Special Olympics last week. It was an amazing and special experience! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBOEFYle-5IVx08_uw3RUc0GI9Kb0-d9LsFD5IhEGQPAh7_VMpq4h4xEeNRFpV7fV1r6cVLtJkUj18aVk1zn4V-OSbOd1sg0-FkYJEs9sssSlf0w5Z_NDVP1hPFEh0ZYXUvKJeaekw_ZkY/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBOEFYle-5IVx08_uw3RUc0GI9Kb0-d9LsFD5IhEGQPAh7_VMpq4h4xEeNRFpV7fV1r6cVLtJkUj18aVk1zn4V-OSbOd1sg0-FkYJEs9sssSlf0w5Z_NDVP1hPFEh0ZYXUvKJeaekw_ZkY/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan and I went on a very typical fun date: dinner and a movie! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxQMW-DK2jDRx6G9U4kM-vf-Hg4B0wIJEYG-UjY9IjiA9qWDokLraF8CK-J-A8r7EHtGiNcVkZAz9PZglXypp9YYldsjVVbBnDFYg2LQsd5BN2rG8jFNIsXrX_fxyJ6T7hQ-QfUBeAEaF/s1600/IMG_0541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxQMW-DK2jDRx6G9U4kM-vf-Hg4B0wIJEYG-UjY9IjiA9qWDokLraF8CK-J-A8r7EHtGiNcVkZAz9PZglXypp9YYldsjVVbBnDFYg2LQsd5BN2rG8jFNIsXrX_fxyJ6T7hQ-QfUBeAEaF/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnxL5IwHg4Srq_9eaxUp-NDDeK7-IfKG1QRrz80xO8Xh7yE6dwQh88xBwm6QWntW2woyfs-Q2Ff3IlV8o6e9JW66k5d0BE4nTX7bnzD4fIO1m70YxrVkZJywPsl6-g_olT0U1CFG0pWocG/s1600/IMG_0540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnxL5IwHg4Srq_9eaxUp-NDDeK7-IfKG1QRrz80xO8Xh7yE6dwQh88xBwm6QWntW2woyfs-Q2Ff3IlV8o6e9JW66k5d0BE4nTX7bnzD4fIO1m70YxrVkZJywPsl6-g_olT0U1CFG0pWocG/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBWyCMtLYTwJ46Cz-MZz_1xf7EQdJxzbCg-vQDPyS0cU3k45i1Iun9o4B7nsLyuQt-uWGM7Z-D7nZzPb-c2SULORpwIyOlV2QrxhL5ew2jOvWnqdWQ4A1gceQ0S-WCFWsl5E0-Hbtd8FP/s1600/IMG_0539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBWyCMtLYTwJ46Cz-MZz_1xf7EQdJxzbCg-vQDPyS0cU3k45i1Iun9o4B7nsLyuQt-uWGM7Z-D7nZzPb-c2SULORpwIyOlV2QrxhL5ew2jOvWnqdWQ4A1gceQ0S-WCFWsl5E0-Hbtd8FP/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6gJJlXZRSFFvAo4iZ6nkzZUY9kBZZfmUF4e54H5xqFiqgS9ftexTqrriA1xhLEFf5fYw7qqfFToXvBjAYJ1t4v206ZAMEX9dDC18EZrpbrh02fYY3G5eg7Uya3geWtoxf2jbBQoM4FKo/s1600/IMG_0536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6gJJlXZRSFFvAo4iZ6nkzZUY9kBZZfmUF4e54H5xqFiqgS9ftexTqrriA1xhLEFf5fYw7qqfFToXvBjAYJ1t4v206ZAMEX9dDC18EZrpbrh02fYY3G5eg7Uya3geWtoxf2jbBQoM4FKo/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="502px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.slickdevilmoviehouse.com/Interviews/Soul%20Surfer%20Roundtable/SoulSurferPoster.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="338px" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We loved this movie for many reasons!</div><div style="text-align: center;">1. It was a clean, family friendly movie.</div><div style="text-align: center;">2. It was filmed in Hawaii!! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. It had good actors and actresses </div><div style="text-align: center;"> (AnnaSophia Robb, Denis Quad, Helen Hunt, Carrie Underwood, etc.)</div><div style="text-align: center;">4. It had a GREAT story line!</div><div style="text-align: center;">5. It was very inspirational!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, if you want to see a good movie then check out Soul Surfer! We loved it, even though Ryan and I both got a little queasy during the shark attack.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a great weekend!! </div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-54448056470831686622011-04-25T19:32:00.000-07:002011-04-25T19:35:38.118-07:00Easter<div style="text-align: center;">This Easter was particularly meaningful to me. I reflected on the Saviors life more deeply than I had before. I thought about the places that he would have been during his last week as well as the teachings. There is one place that I thought about more than anywhere else...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQbeGg47AShOQIVPY6taiXuTbngH2gWet6hOHfkfNce6qSTIAIkPqPtQqQN5d1QImKTvl09ATWwkdfvh5F2jv7P9xTWI1g2NS5NQBxaCDAMo9SU0VsJU5dI4tYazd0xWad4c0Rq69rsqQ/s1600/jordan+559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQbeGg47AShOQIVPY6taiXuTbngH2gWet6hOHfkfNce6qSTIAIkPqPtQqQN5d1QImKTvl09ATWwkdfvh5F2jv7P9xTWI1g2NS5NQBxaCDAMo9SU0VsJU5dI4tYazd0xWad4c0Rq69rsqQ/s320/jordan+559.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIN_w3kBPlY7tPMTvBscAme0FFNby3Kyl2BY1VHipqFx1gP8vilMBzsJAeUraU2FhwM8G1Q11JcVCHZ9UnUyHgVIn4TbbiuNYGZdaz9pbSc3rvLLjvVqwykk_GcuNvmWHYg_Q541HFe1C/s1600/IMG_2387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIN_w3kBPlY7tPMTvBscAme0FFNby3Kyl2BY1VHipqFx1gP8vilMBzsJAeUraU2FhwM8G1Q11JcVCHZ9UnUyHgVIn4TbbiuNYGZdaz9pbSc3rvLLjvVqwykk_GcuNvmWHYg_Q541HFe1C/s320/IMG_2387.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">When I was in Jerusalem, I would go to the Garden Tomb each Sabbath. I would read and ponder about his life and teachings, but most importantly his resurrection. It was an amazing experience to sit on those sacred grounds and reflect on his resurrection. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Ryan and I had the wonderful opportunity to be apart of the Easter Pageant this year. It was a great experience for me to be able to reflect on the Saviors life each night as I listened to the pageant as well as testify of him to the people in the audience. Even though it was very busy, I am going to miss going to the Easter Pageant each night. We made some amazing friends while we created lasting memories.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ufOc-GLAdmMYMYB7NG0EVvovGGdJGOdw_VMMuIm_r5BQJH3h3YxJsJ2g0KRXb0qX1AaCkTiTlZk11Er19F-VFiXnB94adD-KOXYokUJ7L9u4NieX5Wm0M3roNhk7uE-r8l-BrinCuBnR/s1600/IMG_0491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ufOc-GLAdmMYMYB7NG0EVvovGGdJGOdw_VMMuIm_r5BQJH3h3YxJsJ2g0KRXb0qX1AaCkTiTlZk11Er19F-VFiXnB94adD-KOXYokUJ7L9u4NieX5Wm0M3roNhk7uE-r8l-BrinCuBnR/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR9M6gy4Vyp6iWOvJ6jnlnDiZ327WJwl8Mdn-o-FoSqrd4lVY9e0AwJMqjr6zQE4WErgfCQythVHEFLiYp3ac47bu1J-aJEN39SCNziJFgfpmaWli9yICeto1eI6NGQ4MWboiwL9DkMSu4/s1600/IMG_0493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR9M6gy4Vyp6iWOvJ6jnlnDiZ327WJwl8Mdn-o-FoSqrd4lVY9e0AwJMqjr6zQE4WErgfCQythVHEFLiYp3ac47bu1J-aJEN39SCNziJFgfpmaWli9yICeto1eI6NGQ4MWboiwL9DkMSu4/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This little girl, Jessica, was in our family group. She became my BEST FRIEND at the pageant. We had so much fun talking and playing together each night. She would make me laugh so hard at the things she would say...</div><br />
Jessica: "Mom, does he (Ryan) put something on his teeth for the Easter Pageant to make him smile? He smiles a lot."<br />
Me: (laughing) "No he normally smiles that much."<br />
Jessica: "It looks like it hurts!"<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">And that was just ONE example of the funny things she would say! I love her so much and the rest of my Easter Pageant Family!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan and I had a wonderful Easter Sunday. I woke up Sunday morning to breakfast in bed. Ryan was so sweet! Then we went to a wonderful church meeting. After church Ryan and I hid our Easter baskets from each other....Ryan had a little trouble finding his!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYGW7ryDFuVRpZTGW_q7eTS_oDdMkOarL2y8RxAB9qTm1x4lqlQ0ZpZ0e28M8-EO4PHBjKuDkCm2jhaerFvFbhujSWJaOlb4urHCaGUgPrvhyg4Zr_wxDZffAPewngjpwCDvIbdIEec3r4/s1600/IMG_0502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYGW7ryDFuVRpZTGW_q7eTS_oDdMkOarL2y8RxAB9qTm1x4lqlQ0ZpZ0e28M8-EO4PHBjKuDkCm2jhaerFvFbhujSWJaOlb4urHCaGUgPrvhyg4Zr_wxDZffAPewngjpwCDvIbdIEec3r4/s320/IMG_0502.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoqhvV7YnOPb__QoyoIxBTk74GDEMhWrSkdwcC2Sa5OQdDl80hPovd6T32jWRnA7mZz6OyNOX66mo7ZJRjGbkg_8pi1zAgzPjDrpcRHuRz_2zwULh-45tSGtjgMNm89Ojt98TE6pdtz7lF/s1600/IMG_0503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoqhvV7YnOPb__QoyoIxBTk74GDEMhWrSkdwcC2Sa5OQdDl80hPovd6T32jWRnA7mZz6OyNOX66mo7ZJRjGbkg_8pi1zAgzPjDrpcRHuRz_2zwULh-45tSGtjgMNm89Ojt98TE6pdtz7lF/s320/IMG_0503.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After we found our baskets, we went to my parents house for a YUMMY dinner! Then we went to the Jacksons for a little fun and games! The Jacksons have a fun tradition of hiding the Easter baskets. JC hid the Easter baskets AMAZINGLY WELL this year. It took us so long to find them!! All of them were in black trash bags so they blended in with the outside environment. Mine and Ryan's was in a flower pot covered with soil, Cami's was in the Chlorine, Hannah's was in the vines under a trash can lid, and Brooke's was in the trash can. It was a lot of fun looking for them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5kHYkZmgmtw_AiWHvqTcb3h8GpbfUnN5jyMGKlDxAL6xG2rhQ3c1O49FXWb4CUS9QIR0oUzl90S__dZA6jnW5_cTsRkoUsXk8BHtXupSh2yMS9NvxVyQS_-QcGfeVdd6iwJYClf9IBVf/s1600/IMG_7313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5kHYkZmgmtw_AiWHvqTcb3h8GpbfUnN5jyMGKlDxAL6xG2rhQ3c1O49FXWb4CUS9QIR0oUzl90S__dZA6jnW5_cTsRkoUsXk8BHtXupSh2yMS9NvxVyQS_-QcGfeVdd6iwJYClf9IBVf/s320/IMG_7313.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We all got fun toys inside our baskets including squirt guns, a football, kites, clothes...etc. We had a good water war before coloring our eggs!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_IonWlHzzHv1XQ3VYXMhN2PpMfDwhfu195Iz3_NWdC7qd2uqTVtOXFt6hKWRXEEQ3CVoKfHJwClGm1qZWmXPOcl736ueD1lV1qPHjMUgjbIGOSXlcjcCW9npEOoiyP7ORaYD2QCza_UsE/s1600/IMG_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_IonWlHzzHv1XQ3VYXMhN2PpMfDwhfu195Iz3_NWdC7qd2uqTVtOXFt6hKWRXEEQ3CVoKfHJwClGm1qZWmXPOcl736ueD1lV1qPHjMUgjbIGOSXlcjcCW9npEOoiyP7ORaYD2QCza_UsE/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKwctcmb2WOPTWJSYgnbDBGli3O15g80wuMUbR6__hAsysnuYOEESvUjsy9EAJr3lX2LMjstkcTlgM-myP3uxVuZsAYfYr1IlIeV2GnR1CfQhXXs_VZQsmFpTv58waRfN-58k0lgTD1Mb/s1600/IMG_0509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKwctcmb2WOPTWJSYgnbDBGli3O15g80wuMUbR6__hAsysnuYOEESvUjsy9EAJr3lX2LMjstkcTlgM-myP3uxVuZsAYfYr1IlIeV2GnR1CfQhXXs_VZQsmFpTv58waRfN-58k0lgTD1Mb/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a perfect Easter filled with lots of fun, laughter, and family!!!</div><span id="goog_1041307083"></span><span id="goog_1041307084"></span><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br />
<div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-8459601207975536172011-04-22T16:10:00.000-07:002011-04-22T16:22:05.226-07:00In Remembrance of Him<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/oXrOG02NMB0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
With Easter Sunday approaching, I have relfected upon the last days of Christs life throughout this week. I have thought a great deal about what today, the atoning Friday, means to me. Elder Jeffer R. Holland states it perfectly:<br />
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" Brothers and sisters, my Easter-season message today is intended for everyone, but it is directed in a special way to those who are alone or feel alone or, worse yet, feel abandoned. These might include those longing to be married, those who have lost a spouse, and those who have lost—or have never been blessed with—children. Our empathy embraces wives forsaken by their husbands, husbands whose wives have walked away, and children bereft of one or the other of their parents—or both. This group can find within its broad circumference a soldier far from home, a missionary in those first weeks of homesickness, or a father out of work, afraid the fear in his eyes will be visible to his family. In short it can include <strong>all of us</strong> at various times in our lives.<br />
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<div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p2">To all such, I speak of the loneliest journey ever made and the unending blessings it brought to all in the human family. I speak of the Savior’s solitary task of shouldering alone the burden of our salvation. Rightly He would say: “I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the people there was none with me. … I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold [me].”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p3"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p3">As President Uchtdorf so beautifully noted earlier, we know from scripture that Jesus’s messianic arrival in Jerusalem on the Sunday preceding Passover, a day directly analogous to this very morning, was a great public moment. But eagerness to continue walking with Him would quickly begin to wane.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p3"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p4">Soon enough He was arraigned before the Israelite leaders of the day—first Annas, the former high priest, then Caiaphas, the current high priest. In their rush to judgment these men and their councils declared their verdict quickly and angrily. “What further need have we of witnesses?” they cried. “He is [worthy] of death.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p4"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p5">With that He was brought before the gentile rulers in the land. Herod Antipas, the tetrarch of Galilee, interrogated Him once, and Pontius Pilate, the Roman governor in Judea, did so twice, the second time declaring to the crowd, “I, having examined him before you, have found no fault in this man.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>Then, in an act as unconscionable as it was illogical, Pilate “scourged Jesus, [and] delivered him to be crucified.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>Pilate’s freshly washed hands could not have been more stained or more unclean.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p6"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p6">Such ecclesiastical and political rejection became more personal when the citizenry in the street turned against Jesus as well. It is one of the ironies of history that sitting with Jesus in prison was a <i>real </i>blasphemer, a murderer and revolutionary known as Barabbas, a name or title in Aramaic meaning “son of the father.”<sup class="noteMarker"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him?lang=eng&query=holland+easter#5" jquery1303512917218="24"><span style="color: #486fae; font-size: x-small;">5</span></a> </sup>Free to release one prisoner in the spirit of the Passover tradition, Pilate asked the people, “Whether of the twain will ye that I release unto you?” They said, “Barabbas.”<sup class="noteMarker"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him?lang=eng&query=holland+easter#6" jquery1303512917218="25"><span style="color: #486fae; font-size: x-small;">6</span></a> </sup>So one godless “son of the father” was set free while a truly divine Son of His Heavenly Father moved on to crucifixion.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p7"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p7">This was also a telling time among those who knew Jesus more personally. The most difficult to understand in this group is Judas Iscariot. We know the divine plan required Jesus to be crucified, but it is wrenching to think that one of His special witnesses who sat at His feet, heard Him pray, watched Him heal, and felt His touch could betray Him and all that He was for 30 pieces of silver. Never in the history of this world has so little money purchased so much infamy. We are not the ones to judge Judas’s fate, but Jesus said of His betrayer, “Good [were it] for that man if he had not been born.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p8"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p8">Of course others among the believers had their difficult moments as well. Following the Last Supper, Jesus left Peter, James, and John to wait while He ventured into the Garden of Gethsemane alone. Falling on His face in prayer, “sorrowful … unto death,”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>the record says, His sweat came as great drops of blood<sup class="noteMarker"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him?lang=eng&query=holland+easter#9" jquery1303512917218="28"><span style="color: #486fae; font-size: x-small;">9</span></a> </sup>as He pled with the Father to let this crushing, brutal cup pass from Him. But, of course, it could not pass. Returning from such anguished prayer, He found His three chief disciples asleep, prompting Him to ask, “Could ye not watch with me one hour?”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>So it happens two more times until on His third return He says compassionately, “Sleep on now, and take your rest,”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>though there would be no rest for Him.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p8"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p9">Later, after Jesus’s arrest and appearance at trial, Peter, accused of knowing Jesus and being one of His confidants, denies that accusation not once but three times. We don’t know all that was going on here, nor do we know of protective counsel which the Savior may have given to His Apostles privately,<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>but we do know Jesus was aware that even these precious ones would not stand with Him in the end, and He had warned Peter accordingly.<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>Then, with the crowing of the cock, “the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter. And Peter remembered the word of the Lord. … And [he] went out, and wept bitterly.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p10"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p10">Thus, of divine necessity, the supporting circle around Jesus gets smaller and smaller and smaller, giving significance to Matthew’s words: “All the disciples [left] him, and fled.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>Peter stayed near enough to be recognized and confronted. John stood at the foot of the cross with Jesus’s mother. Especially and always the blessed women in the Savior’s life stayed as close to Him as they could. But essentially His lonely journey back to His Father continued without comfort or companionship.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p11"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p11">Now I speak very carefully, even reverently, of what may have been the most difficult moment in all of this solitary journey to Atonement. I speak of those final moments for which Jesus must have been prepared intellectually and physically but which He may not have fully anticipated emotionally and spiritually—that concluding descent into the paralyzing despair of divine withdrawal when He cries in <i>ultimate</i> loneliness, “My God, my God, why hast <i>thou</i> forsaken me?”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p12"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p12">The loss of mortal support He had anticipated, but apparently He had not comprehended this. Had He not said to His disciples, “Behold, the hour … is now come, that ye shall be scattered, every man to his own, and shall leave me alone: and yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me” and “The Father hath not left me alone; for I do always those things that please him”?<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p13"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p13">With all the conviction of my soul I testify that <strong>He <i>did</i> please His Father perfectly and that a perfect Father did <i>not</i> forsake His Son in that hour.</strong> <strong>Indeed, it is my personal belief that in all of Christ’s mortal ministry the Father may never have been closer to His Son than in these agonizing final moments of suffering.</strong> Nevertheless, that the supreme sacrifice of His Son might be as complete as it was voluntary and solitary, the Father briefly withdrew from Jesus the comfort of His Spirit, the support of His personal presence. It was required, indeed it was central to the significance of the Atonement, that this perfect Son who had never spoken ill nor done wrong nor touched an unclean thing had to know how the rest of humankind—us, all of us—would feel when we did commit such sins. For His Atonement to be infinite and eternal, He had to feel what it was like to die not only physically but spiritually, to sense what it was like to have the divine Spirit withdraw, leaving one feeling totally, abjectly, hopelessly alone.</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p14"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p14">But Jesus held on. He pressed on. <strong>The goodness in Him allowed faith to triumph even in a state of complete anguish.</strong> The trust He lived by told Him in spite of His feelings that divine compassion is never absent, <strong>that God is always faithful</strong>, <strong>that He never flees nor fails us</strong>. When the uttermost farthing had then been paid, when Christ’s determination to be faithful was as obvious as it was utterly invincible, finally and mercifully, it was “finished.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>Against all odds and with none to help or uphold Him, Jesus of Nazareth, the living Son of the living God, restored physical life where death had held sway and brought joyful, spiritual redemption out of sin, hellish darkness, and despair. <strong>With faith in the God He <i>knew</i> was there, He could say in triumph, “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></strong></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p15"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p15">Brothers and sisters, one of the great consolations of this Easter season <strong>is that because Jesus walked such a long, lonely path utterly alone, <i>we</i> do not have to do so</strong>. His solitary journey brought great company for our little version of that path—the merciful care of our Father in Heaven, the unfailing companionship of this Beloved Son, the consummate gift of the Holy Ghost, angels in heaven, family members on both sides of the veil, prophets and apostles, teachers, leaders, friends. All of these and more have been given as companions for our mortal journey because of the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the Restoration of His gospel. Trumpeted from the summit of Calvary is the truth that <strong>we will never be left alone nor unaided, even if sometimes we may feel that we are. Truly the Redeemer of us all said: “I will not leave you comfortless: [My Father and] I will come to you [and abide with you].”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup></strong></div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p16"><br />
</div><div uri="/general-conference/2009/04/none-were-with-him.p16"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;">My other plea at Easter time is that these scenes of Christ’s lonely sacrifice, laced with moments of denial and abandonment and, at least once, outright betrayal, must <i>never</i> be reenacted by us. <strong>He has walked alone once. Now, may I ask that never again will He have to confront sin without our aid and assistance, that never again will He find only unresponsive onlookers when He sees you and me along His <i>Via Dolorosa</i> in our present day.</strong> As we approach this holy week—Passover Thursday with its Paschal Lamb, <strong><em>atoning Friday with its cross</em>,</strong> Resurrection Sunday with its empty tomb—may we <strong>declare ourselves to be more fully disciples of the Lord Jesus Christ, not in word only and not only in the flush of comfortable times but in deed and in courage and in faith, including when the path is lonely and when our cross is difficult to bear. This Easter week and always, may we stand by Jesus Christ “at all times and in all things, and in all places that [we] may be in, even until death,”<sup class="noteMarker"> </sup>for surely that is how He stood by us when it <i>was</i> unto death and when He had to stand entirely and utterly alone.</strong> In the name of Jesus Christ, amen." (Elder Jeffery R. Holland, <em>None Were With Him</em>)</span></div>Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-56449064388325368522011-04-22T09:50:00.000-07:002011-04-22T09:52:12.671-07:00Catching Up...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiEI_9t2ROyWB3xE-ewwGJXnUtLKyMpYhPhG_mti3nGCmvHEl0MM01xR4d1WD14K5dwV4P2vkcwiw7jTWw8Qk9EU4OqYDemRsbNBicFKLwLsP033wjkyIUoelYPFMkhN1hlkZv5jkBlqio/s1600/Catch+Up_.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="296" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiEI_9t2ROyWB3xE-ewwGJXnUtLKyMpYhPhG_mti3nGCmvHEl0MM01xR4d1WD14K5dwV4P2vkcwiw7jTWw8Qk9EU4OqYDemRsbNBicFKLwLsP033wjkyIUoelYPFMkhN1hlkZv5jkBlqio/s400/Catch+Up_.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I know, I know....I need to get better at updating my blog quicker. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am a beginner at the blog world, so it takes me a little more time to figure things out. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan and I have been having a lot of fun these past couple of months visiting a few places. Here are a few things we did....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In March, we went with the Jackson family to California for Spring Break!</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> It was a lot of fun visiting Brik, Ash, and Trey as well as seeing the sights!</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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It definitely is one of the "happiest places on earth"!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Beach Day</span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So You Think You Can Dance</span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Lunch at Corner Bakery</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last year for Christmas Ryan gave me one round trip ticket to visit my Jerusalem friends in Utah. It was the best present ever! I went to Utah on a Wednesday to play with the girls while Ryan went to his medical school interview in Pomona, California, and then he met me in Utah on Friday. It was so fun to see my Jerusalem friends again and reminisce on our days in the Holy Land. We had a blast eating out, staying up late to talk, playing April Fools jokes, and laughing until our stomachs hurt! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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test...homework...homework...work....Easter Pageant...homework...homework...homework!<br />
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It was a great birthday even with ALL the homework! Thanks family and friends for making my day great!<br />
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<div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517855937102169637.post-76575535246977797832011-04-08T14:56:00.000-07:002011-04-08T15:07:48.852-07:00BuSy, BuSy, BuSyLife has been a little busy these past few weeks, but a lot of fun! Last week I went to Utah to visit some friends! {more on that later} This week Ryan and I started our intense practices for Easter Pageant...rain or shine...every day from 6:00-10:00. {more on that later as well} As a result of all of these fun events, I am lacking in a lot of areas...especially sleep! Because I went to Utah last week and I have Pageant practice every night, I have been getting a litte (ok..REALLY) behind on my school work. I have tried to stay up late at night until I finish, and I have tried to wake up at 5:00 to finish my homework before math at 7:00 am, but it just DOES NOT work. I need my sleep. <br />
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This morning I again <em>attempted </em>to wake up at 4:45 to finish homework before I left for school at 6:45. I woke up, dragged myself to the living room, and fell asleep on the couch doing homework. By the time I woke up, it was already 6:00. So...I decided to take a mental health morning. I didn't go to school. I stayed home and slept for a good couple of hours before I went to work. <br />
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As a result of missing school today, I am even <strong>MORE</strong> behind. Oh, well! Sometimes it is good to take a little break and sleep a little. Sanity is more imporant than straight A's right?<br />
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**I will update my blog more often now because Ryan just got us INTERNET!!! Yeah! So...more to come on my Spring Break in Cali, Trip to Utah, and Easter Pageant!**<br />
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I guess I should probably be doing homework instead of blogging...back to the books. :)<br />
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Well, I am so excited to see.....</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>A Few Things....</b></i></div><br />
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It was extremely fun...all you can eat buffet, tropical beaches of the caribbean, snorkeling in the beautiful clear ocean, swimming with the stingrays, zip lining through the rainforest, kayaking in the mangroves, laying by the pool, shows everynight at the theater, etc. (and these are only a FEW of the perks).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRN-oFbDGfEKBHgg0hVZKEkMXhWm2lsfm0WeOQWpukFe3DcLDeFPEE5Q_M4SN71mVS-FIzFs33mTvC52kyWgmSoaE9ke0OaHnduHuLSXOlPdoiy067b1Vt6c1n5wAaj9SeQ-T_GJ-AsPlh/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRN-oFbDGfEKBHgg0hVZKEkMXhWm2lsfm0WeOQWpukFe3DcLDeFPEE5Q_M4SN71mVS-FIzFs33mTvC52kyWgmSoaE9ke0OaHnduHuLSXOlPdoiy067b1Vt6c1n5wAaj9SeQ-T_GJ-AsPlh/s400/jeru.honeymoon+173.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Our first stop was to Half Moon Cay in the Bahamas! It was a perfect day filled with plenty of sunshine and a light breeze. We had a fun time playing at the beach all day as well as going on a shore excursion. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwBzSsZ5usWAQfCfJgkY8rS6fBvzyOHg50W3jutn1r_d10QdAg2aVSeQfBp95LDIn24fthh0mh7eJdazbKqABS-H6l8FgqLKS5aPwVcP5gHvkgtsYvQ_hJTGUJRpbR3q79zLu7N1715wXo/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwBzSsZ5usWAQfCfJgkY8rS6fBvzyOHg50W3jutn1r_d10QdAg2aVSeQfBp95LDIn24fthh0mh7eJdazbKqABS-H6l8FgqLKS5aPwVcP5gHvkgtsYvQ_hJTGUJRpbR3q79zLu7N1715wXo/s400/jeru.honeymoon+169.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We went swimming with the sting rays in the Bahamas. It was a little scary at first...and it wasn't because of the sting rays. I was terrified to get into the water because it was <em>freezing</em>. Ok, so it probably wasn't <em>THAT</em> bad, but I don't like cold water <em><u>AT ALL!</u></em> After inching my way into the water, the instructor had all of us get into a circle to feed the sting rays. We held a squid in each of our hands ontop of the water, so the sting rays could suck it out of our hands. It was the weirdest feeling next to having them brush up against my legs! After feeding our new friends, we swam with them a bit before heading back to the tropical paradise.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fT8TDbvqDdHE0ulQ-HH9jRRAzhR3r3PSiy_XUwszw2nGRIU5O5VPB7j43F1S9dpVKC4B3s5IyXDm2eqcwFzgoVULhwKdHQXb1wngT2aaOUF3dTxdk40OGEItsBgpwFsH3ZCDvfW-Pz6L/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fT8TDbvqDdHE0ulQ-HH9jRRAzhR3r3PSiy_XUwszw2nGRIU5O5VPB7j43F1S9dpVKC4B3s5IyXDm2eqcwFzgoVULhwKdHQXb1wngT2aaOUF3dTxdk40OGEItsBgpwFsH3ZCDvfW-Pz6L/s400/jeru.honeymoon+227.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fxRLbllWb7nOkGK-qmC7Gw8_qN90wPxrHIjiOaI-2uBxe2i4aLSfszcNR7O-HseMb9qe6ryPThTGwMYBzwVbcEvM9ICftrQOWNIOCAgCwhyphenhyphenbblB5NpwF3i6vDLDigMUbZBJR7GjD2vs9/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fxRLbllWb7nOkGK-qmC7Gw8_qN90wPxrHIjiOaI-2uBxe2i4aLSfszcNR7O-HseMb9qe6ryPThTGwMYBzwVbcEvM9ICftrQOWNIOCAgCwhyphenhyphenbblB5NpwF3i6vDLDigMUbZBJR7GjD2vs9/s400/jeru.honeymoon+225.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"> All of the workers on the ship were from all over the world! Dinner was especially enjoyable for Ryan and I because we would get to learn about different cultures and people from our server. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of our first nights on the cruise was an elegant night where everyone dresses up for dinner. After we had another amazing meal, a group of servers came to our table all saying "HAPPY HONEYMOON". This comotion, of course, caused everyone in the room to clap, point, and take pictures of us. Our phillipino server told us that they were going to sing us a song, and we had to kiss during the entire song otherwise they would start over again. So the group of Philliopinos began to sing while we kissed....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Happy Honeymoon to You</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Kissy Kissy More More More</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Honeymoon to You</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Kissy Kissy Kissy MORE MORE MORE</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Honeymoon to YOU</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy HOneymoon to You</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>KISSY KISSY KISSY MORE MORE MORE</em>!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">By the end of the song Ryan and I were both laughing and everyone in the dinning hall was clapping. It was a pretty priceless moment! We laughed about the little phillipinos singing the song for the rest of the night. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7J8n2hS60zFfiVZ0yUG6aUfbiOT7CdBeyBeMM-v3uFhOQePLoNiOIr3hYmwXPenpyzIIsD4rNHpTTPqTUbtHhYsQEYSkT3St7JH0AArRQ_BPkbKCRbnop7E5teDfgyfNJnOSUX-QUdho1/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7J8n2hS60zFfiVZ0yUG6aUfbiOT7CdBeyBeMM-v3uFhOQePLoNiOIr3hYmwXPenpyzIIsD4rNHpTTPqTUbtHhYsQEYSkT3St7JH0AArRQ_BPkbKCRbnop7E5teDfgyfNJnOSUX-QUdho1/s400/jeru.honeymoon+262.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Our second stop was to the beautiful island of St.Thomas. We went on a ride up to the top of the island so we could see the beautiful view! :)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">After our view from on top of the mountain, we got a ride with a taxi driver on the island and told him to take us to one of the best beaches on the island. Sure enough, he took us to the best beach, but it was on the opposite side of the island, and the ride was really windy. Lets just say I felt a little motion sickness after that. After a little relaxation I was feeling good and happy to be on the beach of St. Thomas for the afternoon. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYU_iGSdz1GpQ25jQvKyDQUFp54UmGLqgyymPpyKFRkj1Wsb4IBhZQ68IHT7PayRRQNIlY28lpKo3vWDjEaUQ0Y9gZSEEyJPmO4kgDOad88W6ftg8mmLQjXpWILDKvkbqvbBNZ0uQh3Tso/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYU_iGSdz1GpQ25jQvKyDQUFp54UmGLqgyymPpyKFRkj1Wsb4IBhZQ68IHT7PayRRQNIlY28lpKo3vWDjEaUQ0Y9gZSEEyJPmO4kgDOad88W6ftg8mmLQjXpWILDKvkbqvbBNZ0uQh3Tso/s320/jeru.honeymoon+278.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzCUI14nwC8R7smfFaVHfuB8r4XQzcjSI0JKVGfwYMT-9uH9rN-s9XwxOV4XDU03iH12EF63cpVvuSpSPYt5hkZmxCdC2Uf5orVOrSdB7mAhyphenhyphentQhFC-wHxC5Sq8VRZHaw5GIUBOL5Q-oP/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzCUI14nwC8R7smfFaVHfuB8r4XQzcjSI0JKVGfwYMT-9uH9rN-s9XwxOV4XDU03iH12EF63cpVvuSpSPYt5hkZmxCdC2Uf5orVOrSdB7mAhyphenhyphentQhFC-wHxC5Sq8VRZHaw5GIUBOL5Q-oP/s400/jeru.honeymoon+275.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">One of my favorite things to do on a beach is to lay out and read a good book. The book I chose for this vacation was the last book of the Hunger Games, and I think it may have been a mistake to chose it. I was addicted to the book all week, and I could not put it down until I had finished it. Ryan did not think this was his idea of fun, but he knew the sooner I finished would be the sooner he would have me. Thanks Ryan for letting read my book!</div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudckmsCfE3ioErywStd29hXzI1O83ruSLrfvy8V3uuUF43ni6stOxYYva0_D82CqaZ9eJ-hj-hDLQeeP4SW-ffjj2lxgOUjXUjhiqUIHgS5NGeP2lzPzM4HkZ52CgdkmISFMAOvpqhW-1/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudckmsCfE3ioErywStd29hXzI1O83ruSLrfvy8V3uuUF43ni6stOxYYva0_D82CqaZ9eJ-hj-hDLQeeP4SW-ffjj2lxgOUjXUjhiqUIHgS5NGeP2lzPzM4HkZ52CgdkmISFMAOvpqhW-1/s320/jeru.honeymoon+305.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Every night on the cruise I got the most delicious dessert! It was almost like a brownie that wasn't completely cooked all the way that had a slight amount of drizzled fudge over it with a side of vanilla ice cream. It was so YUMMY! On the last day, the server gave me the reciepe :) because he knew how much I loved it. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCSlrOmxc6MRUTLyGSB1ZWELV2f5zOkLY2GhVaTFBn-YQqO1pwtd_LbuaFksHRsTzOm1pX8NaFT5SzwqtasDU7qbK5sMQkpOG2nre-2sUK-GK3IqR5be2w61b35nzZh_CdXm6ksgX9Zgnx/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCSlrOmxc6MRUTLyGSB1ZWELV2f5zOkLY2GhVaTFBn-YQqO1pwtd_LbuaFksHRsTzOm1pX8NaFT5SzwqtasDU7qbK5sMQkpOG2nre-2sUK-GK3IqR5be2w61b35nzZh_CdXm6ksgX9Zgnx/s400/jeru.honeymoon+389.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Each night we would come back to our messy hotel room to find it looking sparkling clean. Our room service was amazing! They even left us an animal each night on our beds. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwgj3HN-WBbPoWIU11ZGn33A5CKw_MsXCdrZGW3G63YH2du2I9qVPaTHMsNkZjaUbbevqB9yFhLalzHNW7dxO2nty61sj0srCwfl_5PTpK6BgIEKzwbYxu4QYRFSjftLZP6r6AlUOQ8Z6/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwgj3HN-WBbPoWIU11ZGn33A5CKw_MsXCdrZGW3G63YH2du2I9qVPaTHMsNkZjaUbbevqB9yFhLalzHNW7dxO2nty61sj0srCwfl_5PTpK6BgIEKzwbYxu4QYRFSjftLZP6r6AlUOQ8Z6/s400/jeru.honeymoon+356.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next stop...Puerto Rico! I loved Puerto Rico because Ryan and I were able to go zip lining through the rainforest. It was one of the most amazing experiences! We had so much fun seeing the beauty on the island.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_KZwLnZ6Mdzb05D3B8x5WT7kj00M3BSQtbEwCR5wC3pfMqQgXQ6klb6d3fENlmzjJnd94ha00OZOJLnO1CLJNEw2nUAI69lN8w0qbJd01_RFd0rYTn1iDc4uTwxFgIQzbryR1pEDHaDD/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_KZwLnZ6Mdzb05D3B8x5WT7kj00M3BSQtbEwCR5wC3pfMqQgXQ6klb6d3fENlmzjJnd94ha00OZOJLnO1CLJNEw2nUAI69lN8w0qbJd01_RFd0rYTn1iDc4uTwxFgIQzbryR1pEDHaDD/s320/jeru.honeymoon+376.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtNQ9GJtgHYSrCvhyphenhyphenSGiq-o8L8ViFk775waQc1ktMHGg0-Xs7izU0a1Zq4r6X4F5sllz3j_s1CHb-NmF_jJDHdxWrf17vZrpZ98Q6d8wWw0wE2DOqIOsumVWGRQJnt229DRToiCoxlXaVC/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtNQ9GJtgHYSrCvhyphenhyphenSGiq-o8L8ViFk775waQc1ktMHGg0-Xs7izU0a1Zq4r6X4F5sllz3j_s1CHb-NmF_jJDHdxWrf17vZrpZ98Q6d8wWw0wE2DOqIOsumVWGRQJnt229DRToiCoxlXaVC/s320/jeru.honeymoon+363.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After we finished our excursion, we caught a taxi to one of the beaches. Yes....beautiful once again!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3dSXXOmmk0omLd5hpIfbIQBVQuVmZdcWWQDUG4VO1FNcNZg8_-Uxzg1Qim5kC_bgSMgaKYo0PcYgT2gjLqUtxVQ1d3Mt9uW1npZe9FuUyz_4ijDSf79VMaU7yxXZiu-cyzCrjh0ltkX3j/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3dSXXOmmk0omLd5hpIfbIQBVQuVmZdcWWQDUG4VO1FNcNZg8_-Uxzg1Qim5kC_bgSMgaKYo0PcYgT2gjLqUtxVQ1d3Mt9uW1npZe9FuUyz_4ijDSf79VMaU7yxXZiu-cyzCrjh0ltkX3j/s400/jeru.honeymoon+396.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our last stop was my favorite... the beautiful island of the Grand Turk. When Ryan and I first arrived to the island, we went to the most beautiful snorkeling spot where we could see lots of fish, shells, and sea creatures. We had so much fun that we almost lost track of time and missed our excursion to kayak through the mangroves; however, we made it just in time. Our excursion was a lot of fun, even though it rained almost the entire time. After we kayaked the tour guide showed us all the different sea creatures including the creature in a conch shell. He cut it out of the shell and gave some to each of us to eat. It was too gross for me, but Ryan tried it. Apparently, it tastes like chicken? YUM.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuYdoNf-6QahY1tifk3C-Ek-O-SdZuQL9aH4Mb6YCzN5yRaTQ5QF6fQ2Dho-ATurO5UzE6yv9ZWCCO0sFpM79SWDNs9o-bt0DxdfOAiyCGuxJ637F1OG8GiSEgCyWgI-ziKpxDhKsZdNG/s1600/jeru.honeymoon+410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuYdoNf-6QahY1tifk3C-Ek-O-SdZuQL9aH4Mb6YCzN5yRaTQ5QF6fQ2Dho-ATurO5UzE6yv9ZWCCO0sFpM79SWDNs9o-bt0DxdfOAiyCGuxJ637F1OG8GiSEgCyWgI-ziKpxDhKsZdNG/s400/jeru.honeymoon+410.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After our fun week on the cruise, they had a nice dinner. Ryan and I were once again sang to by the servers "Happy Honeymoon to You"!<br />
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I am not sure why it is that couples start a blog after they get married, but I feel like it is an unwritten rule of marriage. So..I am jumping on the bandwagon and starting a blog.Kelsey Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167840691443840441noreply@blogger.com1