<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-1430976696608318142</id><updated>2024-09-24T07:22:32.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming my own</title><subtitle type='html'>Making the change from highschool student to college and career bound adult</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4831077500807638732</id><published>2012-05-25T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-25T14:58:00.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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RECALL NOTICE: &lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Maker of all human beings (GOD) is recalling all units&amp;nbsp;manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; component of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;
This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the&amp;nbsp; reproduction of the same defect in all&amp;nbsp;subsequent units.&lt;br /&gt;
This defect&amp;nbsp;= has been identified as &quot;Subsequential Internal Non-morality,&quot; more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed. &lt;br /&gt;
Some of the symptoms include: &lt;br /&gt;1. Loss&amp;nbsp;of direction &lt;br /&gt;2. Foul vocal emissions &lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Amnesia of origin &lt;br /&gt;4. Lack of peace and joy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;5. Selfish or violent behavior &lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Depression or confusion &lt;br /&gt;7. Fearfulness&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;8. Idolatry &lt;br /&gt;9. Rebellion&lt;br /&gt;
The&amp;nbsp;Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault&amp;nbsp;for this defect, is providing factory- authorized repair and service free of charge to correct this defect.&lt;br /&gt;
The Repair Technician, JESUS, has most generously&amp;nbsp;offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no&amp;nbsp;additional fee required.&lt;br /&gt;
The number to call for repair in all areas is: P-R-A-Y-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;
Once&amp;nbsp;connected, please upload your burden of&amp;nbsp;SIN through the REPENTANCE&amp;nbsp;procedure.&lt;br /&gt;
Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, Jesus, into the heart component. &lt;br /&gt;
No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, Jesus will replace it with: &lt;br /&gt;1. Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. Joy &lt;br /&gt;3. Peace &lt;br /&gt;4. Patience &lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Kindness &lt;br /&gt;6. Goodness &lt;br /&gt;7. Faithfulness&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;8. Gentleness &lt;br /&gt;9. Self control&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Please&amp;nbsp;see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (BEST Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: Continuing&amp;nbsp;to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties,exposing the unit to dangers and problems too&amp;nbsp;numerous to list, and will result in the human&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; unit being permanently impounded. For free emergency service, call on Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
DANGER: The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped in the furnace. The SIN&amp;nbsp;defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so&amp;nbsp;as to prevent contamination of that facility.&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for your attention! &lt;br /&gt;
-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;GOD&lt;br /&gt;
P.S. Please&amp;nbsp;assist where possible by notifying others of&amp;nbsp;this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by &#39;Knee mail&#39;!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4831077500807638732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/05/recall-notice-maker-of-all-human-beings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4831077500807638732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4831077500807638732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/05/recall-notice-maker-of-all-human-beings.html' title=''/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-385614929956940053</id><published>2012-04-09T10:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T10:45:30.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God is NOT dead!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;


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Here is what is happening in my life right now:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My Papa fell and broke his neck&lt;br /&gt;
We spent two months going between Texas and Florida to support him&lt;br /&gt;
He came to Texas, got sicker&lt;br /&gt;
Multiple setback in his health&lt;br /&gt;
Bedsore keeping him from rehab&lt;br /&gt;
Their house flooded&lt;br /&gt;
His Social Security Number was stolen&lt;br /&gt;
My boyfriend got rejected from the nursing school of choice&lt;br /&gt;
The person that used to be my best friend won&#39;t talk to me&lt;br /&gt;
My family&#39;s life has been put on hold&lt;br /&gt;
School is exausting&lt;br /&gt;
I keep getting sick&lt;br /&gt;
I am physically and mentally exausted&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
BUT MY GOD IS STILL KING!!! &lt;br /&gt;
MY GOD IS STILL RIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD IS STILL IN CONTROL!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD IS NOT DEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_OTz-lpDjw&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_OTz-lpDjw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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LYRICS: &lt;br /&gt;
Let love explode and bring the dead to life&lt;br /&gt;A love so bold&lt;br /&gt;To see a revolution somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let love explode and bring the dead to life&lt;br /&gt;A love so bold&lt;br /&gt;To see a revolution somehow&lt;br /&gt;Now I&#39;m lost in Your freedom&lt;br /&gt;In this world I&#39;ll overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God&#39;s not dead&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s surely alive&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s living on the inside&lt;br /&gt;Roaring like a lion [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roaring He&#39;s roaring roaring like a lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let hope arise and make the darkness hide&lt;br /&gt;My faith is dead I need resurrection somehow&lt;br /&gt;Now I&#39;m lost in Your freedom&lt;br /&gt;In this world I&#39;ll overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God&#39;s not dead&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s surely alive&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s living on the inside&lt;br /&gt;Roaring like a lion [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roaring He&#39;s roaring roaring like a lion&lt;br /&gt;Roaring He&#39;s roaring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let heaven roar and fire fall&lt;br /&gt;Come shake the ground&lt;br /&gt;With the sounds of revival [x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God&#39;s not dead&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s surely alive&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s living on the inside&lt;br /&gt;Roaring like a lion [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s Roaring He&#39;s roaring He&#39;s roaring like a lion [x2]&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='Newsboys &quot;God&#39;s Not Dead&quot;' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_OTz-lpDjw' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/385614929956940053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/04/god-is-not-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/385614929956940053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/385614929956940053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/04/god-is-not-dead.html' title='God is NOT dead!!'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-8673383877299192067</id><published>2012-02-06T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T14:05:46.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>odd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
It&#39;s funny you know, how one moment you&#39;re on top of the world and the next you&#39;re hitting the bottom of the ocean floor. I guess I never really understood why I was so akward or where my shy nature was coming from, but then I realized it. Well rather I realized what had changed in my life. All my life I had music to express everything, from soaring arpegios to resonating vibrados I had always been able to play what was in my heart and on my mind. If I was happy I could play a march or a fun tune, if I was sad I could play a slow sad piece, anger was always fun to portray because I got to be huge and strong and powerful when all I felt was small and insignificant. When I was upset all I had to do was play my trombone or piano and the rest of the world would fade away if only for a moment... but then that moment would end and I would have to come back to reality stronger and more determined to move foreward.&lt;br /&gt;
I remember one day, my sophomore year of highschool, I had just lost a dear friend due to a break up and me not having the self control to face him without falling apart inside. I was in the bandhall just messing around on my trombone and I was playing some durge and fell apart right there in the practice room. I had to go to the choir hall&#39;s practice room so that I could play the piano because I needed music but was crying to hard to get the air to go through my horn. I started playing a song from the movie &quot;A Walk to Remember.&quot; It was a slow song that started off with one melody but soon added chords and harmonies and as I played, everything else faded, I didn&#39;t feel the hurt or the sadness. I felt myself being lifted and swelling and tumbling with the chord progressions and in that moment everything was perfect. But then that moment ended and I had to go back to class. I didn&#39;t know how I was going to cope, how everything would work out, all I knew was that if I could just keep it together for a few more hours I could go back to playing the piano and everything would be alright again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have now moved off to college and have been faced with every possible means of pain imaginable. I have bruised my lung, injured my sternum, lost a dear friend to his crazy girlfriend and that was before everything went downhill. As I am faced with many heartbreaking challenges I find myself longing to be shut into a practice room with simply a trombone and a piano. A trombone for the anger and pain, and a piano to play as I pour out my heart and empty the tears from my eyes. It&#39;s weird for me that I miss my music so much. I have never thought that I would miss music but as I look back I finally see all the little notes that music left in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I hit rock bottom when my grandfather (Papa) fell out of bed and injured his neck. The ER in Houston told him that he was fine and just gave him a pain pill and let him drive 3,000 miles to Florida. The next morning he fell in his hotel room and completely broke his neck. He spent the next month fighting for his life everyday in ICU. Then they moved him to a normal room where he got a bedsore. He finally reached rehab and it has been decided that he will not be able to walk again ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the heartbreak and emotional strain of Papa being in constant pain and unable to move, semester ended. I went home and visited Granny in the nursing home. She to had fallen recently but she had only bumped her head. However, at 92 years of age, a bump on the head was all it took to send her on the downward spiral. As I visited her I watched her stop eating and slowly slip away. Then late one December night we got the news that Granny had passed away. My number one fan was no long there to cheer me on. Now Granny was not actually related to me, however she and I had a connection that nobody else shared. We could easily talk for hours on end. I was always helping her when I could and she always had something good to say about me, even when I was at my worst. I had experience death many times before this, however I was never truely close to anyone like I was to her. Her passing destroyed me. That night I was told at ten that she had passed and did not stop crying until at six am I fell asleep completely and utterly empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later I got on a plane and flew to visit my Papa in the ICU unit in Florida. He was frail and looked horrible. It was the longest week of my life. I spent every hour at the hospital with him and was very careful to not show any emotion other than encouraging him and trying to be happy and bubbly to help mom and Nana have lifted spirits as we were with Papa. In that moment I wanted to curl up and let the world fade away. But then that moment ended, and life moved foreward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to campus and was soo happy to see my wonderful boyfriend. We got to spend some time together before classes started and we had a lot of fun. we went to the movies and to the mall. One night we were snuggling in the back of his car and I fell asleep in his hims. In that moment everything else faded away I felt happy, like everything was going to be alright, but then that moment ended. He could only stay this semester if he got into nursing school here, and on the first day of classes we found out htat he did not get into the program. This meant that my security blanket, my number one fan, and the person I thought I absolutely needed, had to go home...three hours away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of this, I was pressed but not crushed, prosecuted not abandoned, struck down but not destroyed. But I was alright, because my God&#39;s not dead he&#39;s surely alive and he&#39;s living on the inside roaring like a lion. I found my self in every moment, every struggle, every heartbreak, turing to God. This is where I found my strength. As our hearts break, we cry out to God. Where as we don&#39;t understand why this is happening, we cry out to God. When we are hurt because of doctor&#39;s errors in houston, We cry our to God. When we don&#39;t have to strength to stand any longer, we fall to our knees and cry out to God. In my times of complete and untter weakness, I cried out to God and he was there, he comforted me and strengthened me. He gives me the strength for this moment and when it ends I have no fear because he will give me the strength for the next moment in its time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8673383877299192067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/02/odd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/8673383877299192067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/8673383877299192067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/02/odd.html' title='odd'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4654375724502508626</id><published>2012-01-27T01:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:01:49.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird huh?</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s funny you know, how one moment you&#39;re on top of the world and the next you&#39;re hitting the bottom of the ocean floor. I guess I never really understood why I was so akward or where my shy nature was coming from, but then I realized it. Well rather I realized what had changed in my life. All my life I had music to express everything, from soaring arpegios to resonating vibrados I had always been able to play what was in my heart and on my mind. If I was happy I could play a march or a fun tune, if I was sad I could play a slow sad piece, anger was always fun to portray because I got to be huge and strong and powerful when all I felt was small and insignificant. When I was upset all I had to do was play my trombone or piano and the rest of the world would fade away if only for a moment... but then that moment would end and I would have to come back to reality stronger and more determined to move foreward. &lt;br /&gt;
I remember one day, my sophomore year of highschool, I had just lost a dear friend due to a break up and me not having the self control to face him without falling apart inside. I was in the bandhall just messing around on my trombone and I was playing some durge and fell apart right there in the practice room. I had to go to the choir hall&#39;s practice room so that I could play the piano because I needed music but was crying to hard to get the air to go through my horn. I started playing a song from the movie &quot;A Walk to Remember.&quot; It was a slow song that started off with one melody but soon added chords and harmonies and as I played, everything else faded, I didn&#39;t feel the hurt or the sadness. I felt myself being lifted and swelling and tumbling with the chord progressions and in that moment everything was perfect. But then that moment ended and I had to go back to class. I didn&#39;t know how I was going to cope, how everything would work out, all I knew was that if I could just keep it together for a few more hours I could go back to playing the piano and everything would be alright again. &lt;br /&gt;
I have now moved off to college and have been faced with every possible means of pain imaginable. I have bruised my lung, injured my sternum, lost a dear friend to his crazy girlfriend and that was before everything went downhill. As I am faced with many heartbreaking challenges I find myself longing to be shut into a practice room with simply a trombone and a piano. A trombone for the anger and pain, and a piano to play as I pour out my heart and empty the tears from my eyes. It&#39;s weird for me that I miss my music so much. I have never thought that I would miss music but as I look back I finally see all the little notes that music left in my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4654375724502508626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/weird-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4654375724502508626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4654375724502508626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/weird-huh.html' title='Weird huh?'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-7050284720456971605</id><published>2012-01-27T00:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:59:47.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My God, My Strength</title><content type='html'>I hit rock bottom when my grandfather (Papa) fell out of bed and injured his neck. The ER in Houston told him that he was fine and just gave him a pain pill and let him drive 3,000 miles to Florida. The next morning he fell in his hotel room and completely broke his neck. He spent the next month fighting for his life everyday in ICU. Then they moved him to a normal room where he got a bedsore. He finally reached rehab and it has been decided that he will not be able to walk again ever.&lt;br /&gt;
With the heartbreak and emotional strain of Papa being in constant pain and unable to move, semester ended. I went home and visited Granny in the nursing home. She to had fallen recently but she had only bumped her head. However, at 92 years of age, a bump on the head was all it took to send her on the downward spiral. As I visited her I watched her stop eating and slowly slip away. Then late one December night we got the news that Granny had passed away. My number one fan was no long there to cheer me on. Now Granny was not actually related to me, however she and I had a connection that nobody else shared. We could easily talk for hours on end. I was always helping her when I could and she always had something good to say about me, even when I was at my worst. I had experience death many times before this, however I was never truely close to anyone like I was to her. Her passing destroyed me. That night I was told at ten that she had passed and did not stop crying until at six am I fell asleep completely and utterly empty. &lt;br /&gt;
Two days later I got on a plane and flew to visit my Papa in the ICU unit in Florida. He was frail and looked horrible. It was the longest week of my life. I spent every hour at the hospital with him and was very careful to not show any emotion other than encouraging him and trying to be happy and bubbly to help mom and Nana have lifted spirits as we were with Papa. In that moment I wanted to curl up and let the world fade away. But then that moment ended, and life moved foreward. &lt;br /&gt;
I went back to campus and was soo happy to see my wonderful boyfriend. We got to spend some time together before classes started and we had a lot of fun. we went to the movies and to the mall. One night we were snuggling in the back of his car and I fell asleep in his hims. In that moment everything else faded away I felt happy, like everything was going to be alright, but then that moment ended. He could only stay this semester if he got into nursing school here, and on the first day of classes we found out htat he did not get into the program. This meant that my security blanket, my number one fan, and the person I thought I absolutely needed, had to go home...three hours away. &lt;br /&gt;
In all of this, I was pressed but not crushed, prosecuted not abandoned, struck down but not destroyed. But I was alright, because my God&#39;s not dead he&#39;s surely alive and he&#39;s living on the inside roaring like a lion. I found my self in every moment, every struggle, every heartbreak, turing to God. This is where I found my strength. As our hearts break, we cry out to God. Where as we don&#39;t understand why this is happening, we cry out to God. When we are hurt because of doctor&#39;s errors in houston, We cry our to God. When we don&#39;t have to strength to stand any longer, we fall to our knees and cry out to God. In my times of complete and untter weakness, I cried out to God and he was there, he comforted me and strengthened me. He gives me the strength for this moment and when it ends I have no fear because he will give me the strength for the next moment in its time.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7050284720456971605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-god-my-strength.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/7050284720456971605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/7050284720456971605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-god-my-strength.html' title='My God, My Strength'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-223608661945924163</id><published>2011-12-16T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:03:34.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The person this is for knows who he is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSWpSkeeXToasuvSWGIYrDgY70sTO6o5gZCnKLD4jnXb6QlJs5GU7-DTaVoHxoddLvkJfbGN4ASDl_v_C20zMFOg9HK_ma07nUQMFvpPl6KAKiqln6MNuEPRvRo4wXZTbR05Mn5I31R2W/s1600/Lovers___Minako_and_Roalmeh_by_Roalmeh.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSWpSkeeXToasuvSWGIYrDgY70sTO6o5gZCnKLD4jnXb6QlJs5GU7-DTaVoHxoddLvkJfbGN4ASDl_v_C20zMFOg9HK_ma07nUQMFvpPl6KAKiqln6MNuEPRvRo4wXZTbR05Mn5I31R2W/s320/Lovers___Minako_and_Roalmeh_by_Roalmeh.jpg&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/223608661945924163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/person-this-is-for-knows-who-he-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/223608661945924163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/223608661945924163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/12/person-this-is-for-knows-who-he-is.html' title='The person this is for knows who he is...'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSWpSkeeXToasuvSWGIYrDgY70sTO6o5gZCnKLD4jnXb6QlJs5GU7-DTaVoHxoddLvkJfbGN4ASDl_v_C20zMFOg9HK_ma07nUQMFvpPl6KAKiqln6MNuEPRvRo4wXZTbR05Mn5I31R2W/s72-c/Lovers___Minako_and_Roalmeh_by_Roalmeh.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-6991763041179810867</id><published>2011-12-05T17:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T17:25:42.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good videos - look them up on youtube or vevo for a little extra inspiration in your day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;groupedGrid &quot; id=&quot;pg4_V_BookmarkGrid&quot;&gt;
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Well, I learned the hard way real early in life&lt;br /&gt;That money sure don&#39;t grow on 
a tree&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s a few things that a dollar can&#39;t buy&lt;br /&gt;The best things in 
life, they come free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So, girl, I can&#39;t buy you a big diamond 
ring&lt;br /&gt;No house on a hill full of life&#39;s finer things&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;ll tell you 
right now there&#39;s a whole lot that I just can&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but baby, don&#39;t think 
I can&#39;t love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I get home after workin&#39; all day&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m beat 
down, girl I&#39;m dead on my feet&lt;br /&gt;But as tired as I am, if you wanna 
play&lt;br /&gt;Well, playin&#39; sounds real good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause girl, 
I can&#39;t buy you a big diamond ring&lt;br /&gt;No house on a hill full of life&#39;s finer 
things&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;ll tell you right now there&#39;s a whole lot that I just can&#39;t 
do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but baby, don&#39;t think I can&#39;t love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, I can&#39;t buy you 
a big diamond ring&lt;br /&gt;No house on a hill full of life&#39;s finer things&lt;br /&gt;But I&#39;ll 
tell you right now there&#39;s a whole lot that I just can&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but baby, 
baby, oh baby, don&#39;t think I can&#39;t love you</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1678323320113368197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-country-song-sorry-im-in-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/1678323320113368197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/1678323320113368197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-country-song-sorry-im-in-song.html' title='A Great Country Song - sorry I&#39;m in a song mood'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4066733751387564302</id><published>2011-11-30T10:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:28:36.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Song I Heard the Other Day</title><content type='html'>Desert Song Tells of God&#39;s Great Love and Provision in our Lives&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my prayer in the desert&lt;br /&gt;And all that&#39;s within me feels dry&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in my hunger and need&lt;br /&gt;My God is the God who provides&lt;br /&gt;
Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;And this is my prayer in the fire&lt;br /&gt;In weakness or trial or pain&lt;br /&gt;There is a faith proved&lt;br /&gt;Of more worth than gold&lt;br /&gt;So refine me Lord through the flames&lt;br /&gt;
Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;No weapon formed against me shall remain&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice&lt;br /&gt;I will declare&lt;br /&gt;God is my victory and He is here&lt;br /&gt;
Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;And this is my prayer in the battle&lt;br /&gt;When triumph is still on it&#39;s way&lt;br /&gt;I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ&lt;br /&gt;So firm on His promise I&#39;ll stand&lt;br /&gt;
Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;In every season&lt;br /&gt;You are still God&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to sing&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to worship&lt;br /&gt;
Verse 4:&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the harvest&lt;br /&gt;When favor and providence flow&lt;br /&gt;I know I&#39;m filled to be emptied again&lt;br /&gt;The seed I&#39;ve recieved I will sow</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4066733751387564302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/amazing-song-i-heard-other-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4066733751387564302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4066733751387564302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/amazing-song-i-heard-other-day.html' title='Amazing Song I Heard the Other Day'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-6257493635351936454</id><published>2011-11-18T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:40:15.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of These Days - original Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;One of These Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;One of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna get over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the way you made me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna stop thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;about our ordeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;and soar with my broken wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;But for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna stand here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Taller, and stronger, and smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;and better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;But for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll only break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;on the inside, where you can&#39;t see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Cause I&#39;m better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;One of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;everything you ever gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;everything you said to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;every time I hear your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;But for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna stand here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Tall, and stronger, and smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;and better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;But for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll only break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;on the inside, where you can&#39;t see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Cause I&#39;m better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;One of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;your name, your laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;and smile at the fool you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;everything we ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;But for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m gonna stand here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Taller, and stronger and smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;and better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;but for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll only break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;on the inside, where you can&#39;t see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Cause I&#39;m better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6257493635351936454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-these-days-one-of-these-days-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/6257493635351936454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/6257493635351936454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-these-days-one-of-these-days-im.html' title='One of These Days - original Poem'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-8244335904316383269</id><published>2011-11-09T00:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:07:31.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_exposed_root text_exposed&quot; id=&quot;id_4eba17e2d17a94e63468851&quot;&gt;
Twas the month before Christmas&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; When all through our land,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Not a Christian was praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_hide&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Nor taking a stand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; See the PC Police had taken away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The reason for Christmas - no one could say.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The children were told by their schools not to sing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It might hurt people&#39;s feelings, the teachers would say&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; December 25th is just a &#39; Holiday &#39;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-Pod&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Something was changing, something quite odd!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; In hopes to sell books by Franken &amp;amp; Fonda.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; As Targets were hanging their trees upside down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; At Lowe&#39;s the word Christmas - was no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; At K-Mart and Staples and Penny&#39;s and Sears&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You won&#39;t hear the word Christmas; it won&#39;t touch your ears.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Are words that were used to intimidate me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The reason for the season, stopped before it started.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So as you celebrate &#39;Winter Break&#39; under your &#39;Dream Tree&#39;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Choose your words carefully, choose what you say&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; not Happy Holiday !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Please, all Christians join together and&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wish everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Christ is The Reason&#39; for the Christ-mas Season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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From Heavens View - A Blob-Fetus-or Unborn Child&lt;br /&gt;
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When it comes to the priestly order of Melchizedek, the first three verses of Hebrews 7 give us some of the best insights into his personality.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“For this Melchizedek, king of Salem, priest of the Most High God, met Abraham returning from the slaughter of the kings and blessed him, and to him Abraham apportioned a tenth part of everything.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is first, by translation of his name, king of righteousness, and then he is also king of Salem, that is king of peace.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is without father or mother or genealogy, having neither beginning of days nor end of life, but resembling the Son of God he continues a priest forever.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I believe there is enough information on Melchizedek to agree that he is not like you or I.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It can be said that Melchizedek is a type of Christ, and that he is part of an eternal order, to say anything else would to be guessing.&lt;/div&gt;
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I was drawn to verses 9 and 10, &lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“One might even say that Levi himself, who receives tithes, paid tithes through Abraham, for he was still in the loins of his ancestor when Melchizedek met him.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You must ask the question, was Levi a surprise to the Most High God?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the answer is no, God saw him in the loins of Abraham and yet it was over 500 years before he set foot on this earth.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Levi was part of God’s plan, he was in God’s thoughts, before the creation of the world, and so were you.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We often listen to men, and not to God, and that is to our shame. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am often confused; some say to an expecting mother, you are with child, while others call it a blob or a fetus. The dictionary defines fetus: “As an unborn vertebrate at a stage when all the structural features of the adult are recognizable, especially an unborn human offspring after eight weeks of development.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And in another dictionary it gave this: an unborn offspring of a mammal, in particular an unborn human baby more than eight weeks after conception. &lt;/div&gt;
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Now, that is what the world has to say, that’s the best scientists can come up with, and the world’s wisdom is that from conception it is some kind of a blob, and then it turns into a fetus that looks just like a human baby, but if it has defects or is unwanted, it not a child, it is a fetus; now that’s strange.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But we dare not call it a baby, because it may bother the person or their family who want to get rid of this embarrassment, this blob that is inconvenient.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it is somewhat confusing to me that the same culture, the same social order, will get all excited if the blob is wanted and they never refer to it as a blob, or a fetus, they call it a baby, they name it, and they show pictures of what it looks like in the mothers womb.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can that happen?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I must say a little more on this subject: It make one wonder, has what the Abortionist calls a blob, ever came out anything other than a human baby?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is a simple answer; when the one who is carrying it does not want the child, they put a spin on what it is called, and God calls that murder.&lt;/div&gt;
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One thing is for sure, many in the church are on both sides of this confusion, it seems as if what God has said means nothing to them, and if that is so, you have been taken captive by the schemes of the devil. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When I read Psalm 139:16, I have no other question on when life begins, it began in the heart of God long before I was.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For my Christian brothers or sisters who are open to the killing of the inconvenient baby, O’ I know you do not call it a baby, but God does, how can you read this and say that is not what I believe.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Has God given you a choice on what part of Scripture you can believe, I think not, it is written, what happens to the person who does that, and it is not about heaven.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also know that many a young lady has gone the abortion route, only to have great guilt later, that also is not God’s doing, ask and you will be forgiven, and it then becomes the past.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if it is still coming into your mind, it is not coming from God.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3836275103716246802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-bob-rice-from-heavens-view-blob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/3836275103716246802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/3836275103716246802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-bob-rice-from-heavens-view-blob.html' title=''/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-7759983526096384692</id><published>2011-10-19T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:15:11.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;When your burdens seem too much to bear…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;Give your burdens to the LORD, and he will take care of you. He will not
permit the godly to slip and fall.&#39; Psalm 55:22&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you doubt God&#39;s care for you…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me all the days of my
life, and I will live in the house of the LORD forever.&#39; Psalm 23:6&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble.&#39;
Psalm 46:1&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;For he orders his angels to protect you wherever you go.&#39; Psalm 91:11&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The LORD keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever.&#39;
Psalm 121:8&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;I will be your God throughout your lifetime - until your hair is white with
age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.&#39;
Isaiah 46:4&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you wonder if the Bible is true and accurate…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful to teach us what is true and
to make us realize what is true and to make us realize what is wrong in our
lives. It straightens us out and teaches us to do what is right.&#39; 2 Timothy
3:16&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Sidenote: The Bible is also historically accurate – the events that
happened in the Bible are recorded in history. Take the Roman Census as one
example.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you think God is always angry at you…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The LORD is merciful and gracious; he is slow to get angry and full of
unfailing love.&#39; Psalm 103:8&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you wonder if God cares what happens to you…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;&quot;For I know the plans I have for you,&quot; says the LORD. &quot;They
are plans for good and not disaster, to give you a future and a hope.&quot;&#39;
Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you feel abandoned by God…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;Understand, therefore, that the LORD your God is indeed God. He is the
faithful God who keeps his covenant for a thousand generations and constantly
love those who love him and obey his commands.&#39; Deuteronomy 7:9&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you need some comfort…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The LORD is close to the broken-hearted; he rescues those who are crushed in
spirit.&#39; Psalm 34:18&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;He heals the broken-hearted, binding up their wounds.&#39; Psalm 147:3&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you feel emptiness inside…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;For he satisfies the thirsty, and fills the hungry with good things.&#39; Psalm
107:9&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;And I will give you a new heart with new and right desires, and I will put a
new spirit in you. I will take out your stony heart of sin and give you a new,
obedient heart.&#39; Ezekiel 36:26&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you need the courage to go on…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;I command you – be strong and courageous! Do not be discouraged. For the
LORD your God is with you wherever you go.&#39; Joshua 1:9&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;You will have courage because you will have hope. You will be protected and
will rest in safety.&#39; Job 11:18&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The high and lofty one who inhabits eternity, the Holy One, says this:
&quot;I live in that high and holy place with those whose spirits are contrite &lt;i&gt;(when
you feel remorse or guilt)&lt;/i&gt; and humble. I refresh the humble and give new
courage to those with repentant hearts.&quot;&#39; Isaiah 57:15&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you become impatient for God to act…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The LORD is wonderfully good to those who wait for him and seek him.&#39;
Lamentations 3:25&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you think your sins are too big for God&#39;s forgiveness…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;&quot;Come now, let us argue this out,&quot; says the LORD. &quot;No matter
how deep the stain of your sins, I can remove it, I can make you as clean as
freshly fallen snow. Even if you are stained as red as crimson, I can make you
as white as wool.&quot;&#39; Isaiah 1:18&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you need more strength to go on…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;He gives power to those who are tired and worn out; he offers strength to
the weak. Even youths will become exhausted, and young men will give up. But
those who wait on the LORD will find new strength. They will fly high on wings
like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. &#39;
Isaiah 40:29-31&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When you don&#39;t feel safe…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;He will protect his godly ones, but the wicked will perish in darkness. No
one will succeed by strength alone.&#39; 1 Samuel 2:9&lt;br /&gt;
• &#39;The LORD is a shelter for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.&#39;
Psalm 9:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;·&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;No, in all these things we are more than
conquerors through him who loved us. &lt;sup id=&quot;en-NIV-28155&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; For I am
convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,&lt;sup value=&quot;[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-28155a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%208:37-39&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-28155a&quot; title=&quot;See footnote a&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; neither the present nor the future, nor any
powers, &lt;sup id=&quot;en-NIV-28156&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; neither height nor depth, nor anything
else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is
in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Romans 8:37-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7759983526096384692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/encouragement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/7759983526096384692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/7759983526096384692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/encouragement.html' title='encouragement'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-2866737136496724290</id><published>2011-10-19T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T20:38:29.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Looking
out upon the vast fields of eternity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A
simple rose is still in bloom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Yet
beyond that rose doth apear another rose,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;though not so fair when to the first I compare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;In this
field the roses fade, though none desire this fate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Tis the
same with love though few believe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;True
love fades as time steals the heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The
young fair maiden as a rose will be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Trampled
by all and left without&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A rose
blooms quickly with bountiful colors&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then
quickly fades in to shades of grey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Love at
first is sweet and grand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then
time marches on chasing the heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;It
chases the rose and devours the beauty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;In the
end all love dies, all flowers fade and all beauty falls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2866737136496724290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/2866737136496724290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/2866737136496724290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-651802205677395036</id><published>2011-10-19T20:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:08:08.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna see the Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;All I see is black and white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Never bright, always under attack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Surrounded by a cloud, stranded in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;and all I see is black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Black and white to shades of grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The world becomes brighter with every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The storm is passed, the rain is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Yet the dreary shades carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I carry on, walk along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The nights grow short, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The days grow long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The colors soon again report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I stand tall and smile, hide the tears for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Darkness fades, fears subside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The colors return like the ocean tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Hearts all heal, days gain appeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The broken is fixed, the lights are switched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the fire in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the baby’s blue eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the colors run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I wanna see the light of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/651802205677395036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wanna-see-colors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/651802205677395036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/651802205677395036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wanna-see-colors.html' title='I wanna see the Colors'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-6330439911329183467</id><published>2011-10-10T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:38:45.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior or Wimp?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What do we do when we hit rock bottom? When life seems to destroy us what do we do? We cry out to God. We wait to call on him until we are at the very bottom, the lowest point in our lives. Why do we wait until we are so desperate that we just have to cry out as&amp;nbsp;a last resort. Why don&#39;t we cry out when life is good? Why do we cry out when we first start to get in trouble. Why do we call on God as a last resort? We have abandoned God and in the process the willingness to do the right thing before God. We have given up on loving God and honoring him. We do not realize that the consequences of disobeying God are not just limited to us. When we disobey God we affect everyone around us, our friends, our families, our collegues, and our leaders. We hurt ourselves and those we love. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are wimps. We are losers. We are so scared to stand up for our faith, yet we are afraid to talk to that stranger sitting beside us because they may think we are weird. Well, Christ died for them, Paul was persecuted for them, Stephen was stoned for them, Missionaries die for them. Yet, we don&#39;t talk becuase they might think we are weird. Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We went wrong when we took Chist out of our every moment life. We schedule him into our Sundays and some even on Wednesday. We call ourselves good little Chistians because we went to church and checked it off of our to do list. But why is he not allowed at school with us? why is he not allowed at work, or with our friends, or our families? why do we put him in a box on the shelf? When did we go from &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;GOD OF THE UNIVERSE WHO CREATED EVERYTHING AND IS IN EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;God, that guy we pray to when we need something and sometimes visit on sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
where did we go wrong?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6330439911329183467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/warrior-or-wimp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/6330439911329183467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/6330439911329183467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/warrior-or-wimp.html' title='Warrior or Wimp?'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-5128469090820070888</id><published>2011-10-07T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:34:18.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div _yuid=&quot;yui_3_1_1_8_131800519505546&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: black; font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;

&lt;div _yuid=&quot;yui_3_1_1_3_131800519505562&quot;&gt;
Dear Family,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
It has been a very emotional few days for us, but Will has made the 
decision to leave &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1318005209_0&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px;&quot;&gt;Texas College&lt;/span&gt; after this semester.  
Things there are not very good and we wonder how the college continues to 
operate.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
His classes are pathethic.  He should be in college algebra and instead, 
they are working on a 5th-6th grade level.  Will spends part of his class time 
helping other students who are unable to add two digit addition problems.  In 
his sophomore level literature class,  he is one of the few who can read above 
an elementary level.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Drugs are rampant.  Classes are completely out of control with students 
yelling out and talking continuously.   Scholarship money that was promsied has 
not been paid and the team will not be playing any other colleges this fall in 
baseball due to funding.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Will is completely frustrated because he is not learning anything.  He 
contacted a friend who teaches at Blinn in &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1318005209_1&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px;&quot;&gt;Brenham&lt;/span&gt; and was also the assistant baseball coach for 5 
years.  He told him what was going on with the academics and asked if it would 
look bad for him to forego baseball in order to not get behind academically.  He 
was told Will that &quot;is the right way&quot; and that he would be respected for putting 
academics first.  He said that  good kids will often get a better shot sometimes 
than those who have loads of talent.  He thinks that Will would have as good a 
chance as anyone in walking on next fall and with Will&#39;s talent leaving &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1318005209_2&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px;&quot;&gt;TC&lt;/span&gt; to go to Blinn will look better in most coaches 
eyes. He advised Will to contact Coach McIntrye at Blinn after the fall season 
is over.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Will talked with his coaches at TC and they told him to go home for the 
weekend and talk with us before giving them a decsion on Monday.  The coaches 
understand and are very aware of all of the academic problems with the college.  
Why they don&#39;t let prospects know is really unfair.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Will&#39;s roommates are transferring out as well as a good number of his 
teammates.  The culture there is very difficult and racism is an issue.  No one 
talks to him other than baseball players. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
He is trying to contact the &lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1318005209_3&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px;&quot;&gt;UT&lt;/span&gt; Tyler coach, but if nothing comes of that, he will be 
back home in December for the spring semester.  We know that God is not 
surprised by any of this and that there is a plan.  We are proud of Will for 
looking at the big picture and the academic importance of getting a good 
education.  He has faith that God will provide him a place to place ball.  It 
was hard for all of us to come to this point, but know that it is the right 
thing.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div _yuid=&quot;yui_3_1_1_3_131800519505565&quot;&gt;
We appreciate prayers for apartment 
leases ( that is all another whole story) and we still hope for a baseball 
miracle...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Love you all&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
The Dunlaps&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5128469090820070888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-family-it-has-been-very-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/5128469090820070888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/5128469090820070888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-family-it-has-been-very-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-2200157216686307978</id><published>2011-10-07T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:40:50.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonite, Without You</title><content type='html'>tonight, I am going to live &lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going to be&lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going breath &lt;br /&gt;
for the first time&lt;br /&gt;
cause without you, I am strong&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I am smart&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I have all I need&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I scream without lungs and shout without a tongue&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I jump and dance but am invisible in my seat,&lt;br /&gt;
I starve myself to be thin, but only self- esteem is gone&lt;br /&gt;
I search for light with only darkness around&lt;br /&gt;
I cry my heart out, but you only see a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;
I am beaten and destroyed, but you will never see&lt;br /&gt;
I am invisible, but that&#39;s alright with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cause tonight, I am going to live &lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going to be&lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going breath &lt;br /&gt;
for the first time&lt;br /&gt;
cause without you, I am strong&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I am smart&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I have all I need&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are still days where the sun don&#39;t shine&lt;br /&gt;
there are still tears that fall on dry cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
there are still seconds that last forever&lt;br /&gt;
but that&#39;s alright behind my smile&lt;br /&gt;
cause behind my smile I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;
I shout with a closed mouth&lt;br /&gt;
I fight against the invisible pains&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I am invisible, but that&#39;s alright with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cause tonight, I am going to live &lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going to be&lt;br /&gt;
tonight, I am going breath &lt;br /&gt;
for the first time&lt;br /&gt;
cause without you, I am strong&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I am smart&lt;br /&gt;
without you, I have all I need</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2200157216686307978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-scream-without-lungs-and-shout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/2200157216686307978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/2200157216686307978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-scream-without-lungs-and-shout.html' title='Tonite, Without You'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4746446806759805930</id><published>2011-10-07T11:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:41:19.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiven by my momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;You
always say, “Trust is earned”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;And
you think by now I must have learned&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;But
still I mess up and blow it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;But
you still love me and you show it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Every
baby is born with blue eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Every
opportunity comes with a small disguise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I am
starting again and this time I hope &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;is
different because I am sick of this selfish dope&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I am
sorry for messing up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;But
I am blessed to have you to see when I look up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;You
lead me and show me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calligrapher; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;The
way to grace and God’s glory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4746446806759805930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/youalways-say-trust-is-earned-andyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4746446806759805930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4746446806759805930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/youalways-say-trust-is-earned-andyou.html' title='Forgiven by my momma'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4440975933766576610</id><published>2011-10-07T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:41:51.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from God</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My Daughter,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This
is God with a little&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Advice for your life so brittle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Always
have friends like peas in a pod.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Because
that is what I want for I am God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Live
your life for all that it is worth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And
do not forget my precious son’s birth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I
watch you and I made you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;You
are who I want you to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Please
don’t let me see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;You
not living your life for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I
knit you in your mother’s womb &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As
I watched my son go in the tomb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I
sent him for you to see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What
my plans are for you to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Don’t
fall short of living your life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Always
know I am there through struggle and strife.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;For
I am God you father forever and I love &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;you
my daughter your are more beautiful than a dove.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This
is God and I am here for you to see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Please
become what I want you to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Love,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Amazone BT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;God your Father
everlasting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4440975933766576610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-daughter-thisis-god-with-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4440975933766576610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/4440975933766576610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-daughter-thisis-god-with-little.html' title='Letter from God'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-4322057151243829352</id><published>2011-10-07T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:24:17.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazing Song!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Teach me to number my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;And count every moment before it slips away Taking all
the colors before they fade to gray I don&#39;t want to miss even just a second
more of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;It happens in a blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;It happens in a flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;It happens in the time it takes to look back I try to
hold on tight, but there&#39;s no stopping time What is it I&#39;ve done with my life
It happens in a blink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;When it&#39;s all said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;No one remembers how far we have run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The only thing that matters is how we have loved I don&#39;t
want to miss even just a second more of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;It happens in a blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;it happens in a flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;it happens in the time it takes to look back I try to
hold on tight but there&#39;s no stopping time What is it I&#39;ve done with my life It
happens in a blink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Before today becomes our yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Before you turn around and it&#39;s too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;It happens in a blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;it happens in a flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;it happens in the time it takes to look back I try to
hold on tight but there&#39;s no stopping time What is it I&#39;ve done with my life It
happens in a blink&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;So you thought you had to
keep this up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;All the work that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;So we think that you&#39;re good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;And you can&#39;t believe it&#39;s not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;All the walls you built up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Are just glass on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;So let &#39;em fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;There&#39;s freedom waiting in the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;When you let your walls fall to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;We&#39;re here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This is where the healing begins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This is where the healing starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;When you come to where you&#39;re broken within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Afraid to let your secrets out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Everything that you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Can come crashing through the door now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;But too scared to face all your fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;So you hide but you find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;That the shame won&#39;t disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;So let it fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;There&#39;s freedom waiting in the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;When you let your walls fall to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;We&#39;re here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;We&#39;re here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Oh This is where the healing begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This is where the healing starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;When you come to where you&#39;re broken within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Sparks will fly as grace collides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;With the dark inside of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;So please don&#39;t fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This coming light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Let this blood come cover us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;His blood can cover us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This is where the healing begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;This is where the healing starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;Come to where you&#39;re broken within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;clearboth1&quot;&gt;The light meets the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 22pt;&quot;&gt;How Can I Be My Best?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;How can I be my best&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;When all my life’s a test?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Who am I loyal to?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I need to do this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;But I want to do that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I feel like a mouse &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Chased by a great cat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;How can I be my best&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;When all my life’s a test?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I see friends going down the wrong
path&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;While I’m stuck sitting in math.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;In a world full of girls &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Who love boys and hate curls&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;How can I be my best&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;When all my life’s a test?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;How can I be my best &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;When all my life’s a test?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;Not by chance &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;But my being MY best &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Diner; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;I will pass my life’s test.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;border-color: currentColor currentColor rgb(79, 129, 189); border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1pt; mso-border-bottom-themecolor: accent1; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0in 0in 4pt;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #17365d; font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;For the Love of a Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Looking
out upon the vast fields of eternity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A
simple rose is still in bloom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Yet
beyond that rose doth apear another rose,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;though not so fair when to the first I compare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;In this
field the roses fade, though none desire this fate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Tis the
same with love though few believe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;True
love fades as time steals the heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The
young fair maiden as a rose will be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Trampled
by all and left without&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A rose
blooms quickly with bountiful colors&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then
quickly fades in to shades of grey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Love at
first is sweet and grand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then
time marches on chasing the heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;It
chases the rose and devours the beauty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;In the
end all love dies, all flowers fade and all beauty falls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5939727623427840984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-love-of-rose-lookingout-upon-vast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/5939727623427840984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430976696608318142/posts/default/5939727623427840984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmyownwoman.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-love-of-rose-lookingout-upon-vast.html' title='For the Love of a Rose'/><author><name>This Is Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00328974482125027872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi2_K8ECvci7J2KrJQvD7i3fkBAHpAL9-sa1NZg03f58P7tMnvqIp3-3ua4eVyu85LzA-qFU06gWUYC4cMmw5ctEsBf3e3nWf0DIq9XXoaUItZe_8pQvrFqfr4MEuUw/s220/IMG_0189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430976696608318142.post-8788229805486863893</id><published>2011-10-07T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:21:34.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>

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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Christmas is the time
of year, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;When all the family
gathers near.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Those at colleges far
away,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Come home to celebrate
the special day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;For around this day
many years ago,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Joseph took Mary on a
journey long and slow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;For the king at that
time was a strange old man,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;He wanted the people
counted in all the land.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;So to the town of &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; the young
couple went,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Poor Mary was pregnant
and no room could they rent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;There was only one
place for them to stay,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;It was a dirty old
stable filled with hay. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;But the filth didn’t
matter when baby Jesus came,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;For he was born of a
virgin and without any shame. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;The shepherds were
watching their flocks that night &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;When all around them
appeared such a sight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;There was singing of
glory to God most high,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;While the brilliance of
angels lit up the sky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;When the angels had
left and the sky had grown dim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;The shepherds went to
find Jesus so they could worship him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;The wise men came also
when they had heard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;And brought lovely
gifts of gold, incense, and myrrh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;This birth always draws
families close together,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;So they can share love
and joy with one another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;I hope this Christmas
we will all see, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;How humbly Christ came
to save you and me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 121:1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; I will lift up my eyes to the hills—&lt;br /&gt;
From whence comes my help?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; My help &lt;i&gt;comes&lt;/i&gt; from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;
Who made heaven and earth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; He will not allow your foot to be moved;&lt;br /&gt;
He who keeps you will not slumber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Exodus 14:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD will fight for you; you need only to
be still.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 16:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Keep me safe, my God, for in you I take &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;refuge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 18:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;As for God, his way is perfect: The LORD’s word
is flawless; he shields all who take &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;refuge&lt;/span&gt;
in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is
the one who takes &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;refuge&lt;/span&gt; in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 13:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;But I trust in your unfailing &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;; my
heart rejoices in your salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 33:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;May your unfailing &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; be with us,
LORD, even as we put our hope in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Psalm 36:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Your &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;, LORD, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Isaiah 40:28-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Do you not know? &lt;br /&gt;
Have you not heard? &lt;br /&gt;
The LORD is the everlasting God, &lt;br /&gt;
the Creator of the ends of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;
He will not grow tired or weary, &lt;br /&gt;
and his understanding no one can fathom. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; He gives strength to the weary &lt;br /&gt;
and increases the power of the weak. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Even youths grow tired and weary, &lt;br /&gt;
and young men stumble and fall; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; but those who hope in the LORD &lt;br /&gt;
will renew their strength. &lt;br /&gt;
They will soar on wings like eagles; &lt;br /&gt;
they will run and not grow weary, &lt;br /&gt;
they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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