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term="violin" /><category term="femininity" /><title>Vividry</title><subtitle type="html">Painting beauty across the palette of life.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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I've been meaning to write about my piano recital for some time now (since it happened almost three weeks ago), and have either been too busy or not motivated or just haven't been able to pull my thoughts together.(College will do that to you, unfortunately.) But when I saw this linkup, I knew I had to join. Especially when I saw the word for this Friday. 

Trust.

This word has been my theme,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/qiOaRMMe4TI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/3172605722431661290/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=3172605722431661290&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3172605722431661290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3172605722431661290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/qiOaRMMe4TI/five-minutes-on-trust.html" title="Five Minutes on Trust" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfkiJ-Jyhb0/TzW2BoRFFoI/AAAAAAAABqU/Yp0CLwcCFYk/s72-c/my+recital.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-minutes-on-trust.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcBRXk7eCp7ImA9WhRUEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-521786435251428668</id><published>2012-01-20T07:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T07:54:14.700-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-20T07:54:14.700-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piano" /><title>Recital</title><summary type="html">It's been a long time on the horizon, a small speck of light that keeps me pressing forward, practicing daily, struggling through hardships, slogging through discouragement... and now it's here.





My sophomore recital.

Your prayers for my strength and God's glory to shine are greatly appreciated. For ultimately, the goal that makes all of the hard work worth it is that God's glory be revealed&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/z_JRuzitgf8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/521786435251428668/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=521786435251428668&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/521786435251428668?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/521786435251428668?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/z_JRuzitgf8/recital.html" title="Recital" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2012/01/recital.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCQ3Y5fSp7ImA9WhRVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4399381749448275541</id><published>2012-01-15T00:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:09:22.825-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T00:09:22.825-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="risk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piano" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trusting God" /><title>Risk</title><summary type="html">When I picked the word Trust as my word for this year, I expected to think about it in relation to a certain set of circumstances. It seems natural to focus on trusting God for my future, trusting that He has everything under control, and trusting Him for strength and words to say each day. (Not to say that I can do these things well at all, but just that I tend to think of trusting God in those &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/Gr4YRqPJBmw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4399381749448275541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4399381749448275541&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4399381749448275541?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4399381749448275541?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/Gr4YRqPJBmw/risk.html" title="Risk" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2012/01/risk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8ERHk7fSp7ImA9WhRVEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-7805266389315767998</id><published>2012-01-09T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:13:25.705-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-09T08:13:25.705-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="being real" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trusting God" /><title>Trust</title><summary type="html">Last year I decided to use one word to help me grow. My word was Satisfied  - to be satisfied in Christ alone.

It helped me, some, though I did not think of it as often as I wished. So when it came time for me to think of a new one this year, I hesitated. I had to be sure of just the right word - the one that would stick with me no matter what and help me through the most difficult times. It had&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/STfMUQLtDLQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/7805266389315767998/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=7805266389315767998&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/7805266389315767998?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/7805266389315767998?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/STfMUQLtDLQ/trust.html" title="Trust" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2012/01/trust.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MMSHo8fyp7ImA9WhRWF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4516450406826337789</id><published>2012-01-04T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:51:29.477-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T22:51:29.477-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="being real" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspiration" /><title>A Beginning</title><summary type="html">Oh how long it has been.

This little blog has sat silent now for almost two months, cold and dormant with the winter weather.



{via pinterest}



My life has gone on as usual, practicing, studying, eating, sleeping... endless routine with little creativity mixed in. I've had my Christmas break which was a welcome reprieve, but I will be going back to that routine in little less than a week.

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/b2kkuRJfbjQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4516450406826337789/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4516450406826337789&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4516450406826337789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4516450406826337789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/b2kkuRJfbjQ/beginning.html" title="A Beginning" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2012/01/beginning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08GQXgzcSp7ImA9WhRSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4904719156759499035</id><published>2011-11-14T07:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:03:40.689-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-14T08:03:40.689-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God" /><title>Creativity: rediscovered</title><summary type="html">My creativity is finally seeping out of me after lying dormant for most of this school year. I wrote a song and a poem two nights ago - now I feel the urge to write a blog post even though I have a class in ten minutes.

It feels good to be creative - like I've been breathing stale air for a long time and only just now realized it. Creativity is my breath of fresh air.

 I feel like I'm a plant, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/ROoiQZddqNE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4904719156759499035/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4904719156759499035&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4904719156759499035?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4904719156759499035?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/ROoiQZddqNE/creativity-rediscovered.html" title="Creativity: rediscovered" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/11/creativity-rediscovered.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcARnY8eCp7ImA9WhdaEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-1376532799842174805</id><published>2011-10-19T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:10:47.870-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-20T22:10:47.870-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beauty" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>Precious Gifts ~Guest Post Cassie</title><summary type="html">You have all heard the saying, "
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the
rain." I couldn't agree more.
Ann Voskamp, the author of One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right
Where You Are remarked that "Life is not an emergency." Every moment is a precious gift. It's
our job to slow down to savor it.





The world is full of pain. The world is full &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/VO3jjGeCT7k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/1376532799842174805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=1376532799842174805&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1376532799842174805?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1376532799842174805?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/VO3jjGeCT7k/precious-gifts-guest-post-cassie.html" title="Precious Gifts ~Guest Post Cassie" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QT7eFC76oBw/TqCTL4k5C7I/AAAAAAAABos/5UfpbN8QF3A/s72-c/2011+07+046watermark.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/10/precious-gifts-guest-post-cassie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YGSX4-eip7ImA9WhdbFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-1550807276025773267</id><published>2011-10-11T22:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T15:05:28.052-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-14T15:05:28.052-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>The Art of Arranging ~Guest Post Sally</title><summary type="html">
Hello everyone! I'm Sally from Treble Clef, and I'm really excited to be posting here on Vividry. Thanks so much Melody for this opportunity :)

And so without further ado, I give you...


The Art of Arranging
(Sally's exclusive secrets on how to arrange phenomenal music)


Arranging music is, in my opinion, harder than composing your own music because it has to actually sound somewhat like the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/ISk-QaxpqVg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/1550807276025773267/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=1550807276025773267&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1550807276025773267?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1550807276025773267?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/ISk-QaxpqVg/art-of-arranging-guest-post-sally.html" title="The Art of Arranging ~Guest Post Sally" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y11IOZKlHxw/TpT3BnEFlaI/AAAAAAAABok/P2ZZiHRRUVM/s72-c/DSC03128_edited.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/10/art-of-arranging-guest-post-sally.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4NRH48fSp7ImA9WhdUF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-2102408528455028752</id><published>2011-10-04T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:06:35.075-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-04T23:06:35.075-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God" /><title>Just Breathe</title><summary type="html">Hello, bloggers!

Yeah, you've probably forgotten about me, haven't you? I'm the girl who tries to juggle 2 blogs, 17 college credits, 20 hours of practicing a week, sleep, and a social life. I'm pretty good at multitasking, but not that good. My social life, sleep, and blogs have kind of dropped by the wayside (and practicing too, but don't tell my teachers that!). I'm barely staying on top of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/FHXdy_BW9G4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/2102408528455028752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=2102408528455028752&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2102408528455028752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2102408528455028752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/FHXdy_BW9G4/just-breathe.html" title="Just Breathe" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-breathe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcEQHcyeCp7ImA9WhdVGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-8928461569269818131</id><published>2011-09-25T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:00:01.990-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-25T13:00:01.990-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Bible" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="satisfaction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>The Fountain ~Guest Post Lauren</title><summary type="html">The forest is blooming with life…the fresh fragrance of the wildflowers and trees filling the air as a soft breeze sweeps around you, almost lifting and carrying you further down the path. You continue walking, drinking in the glorious beauty and the silence and wonder of it all as the woodland continues to come alive…as everything around you continues to sing anew and praise their Creator. Then &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/M-KiRt6OJNM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/8928461569269818131/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=8928461569269818131&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/8928461569269818131?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/8928461569269818131?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/M-KiRt6OJNM/fountain-guest-post-lauren.html" title="The Fountain ~Guest Post Lauren" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/09/fountain-guest-post-lauren.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIARno-fSp7ImA9WhdVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-2961646691707760021</id><published>2011-09-20T22:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:52:27.455-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-20T22:52:27.455-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaNoWriMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><title>Composer ~Guest Post Rachel</title><summary type="html">i’m a novelist. 

it’s one of those things that slightly mandates my life, particularly during the month of November. 

November is National Novel Writing Month. affectionately known to the writer world as the start of nanowrimo. 

it is during this month that i and hundreds of other insane authours will embark upon one of the most incredible and frightening endeavours of our lifetimes. 

50,000 &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/ue98V55wPqQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/2961646691707760021/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=2961646691707760021&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2961646691707760021?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2961646691707760021?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/ue98V55wPqQ/composer-guest-post-rachel.html" title="Composer ~Guest Post Rachel" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d02l8FNIxRw/TnlMWHhrY5I/AAAAAAAABog/npWAxdVGjr4/s72-c/173730121_QtkCzY9u_c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/09/composer-guest-post-rachel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEEQnc5cCp7ImA9WhdVEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-2007267208330588850</id><published>2011-09-16T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:30:03.928-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-16T07:30:03.928-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Bible" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God" /><title>Because He delights in me</title><summary type="html">Recently, in my reading through the Psalms, I was struck with a vivid description in Psalm 18. In verses seven through fifteen, the author David describes God in such vivid, powerful terms that I could not help coming away awestruck. Listen to these powerful words:

The earth trembled and quaked,
and the foundations of the mountains shook;
they trembled because he was angry.
Smoke rose from his &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/wHj4lqDUvCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/2007267208330588850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=2007267208330588850&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2007267208330588850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/2007267208330588850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/wHj4lqDUvCo/because-he-delights-in-me.html" title="Because He delights in me" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-he-delights-in-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YHRXw6cSp7ImA9WhdWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-3817351577460544188</id><published>2011-09-11T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:58:54.219-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-11T15:58:54.219-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>Would you care for some tea? ~Guest Post Elizabeth Rose</title><summary type="html">



There are few things I love in the world so much as a good cup of tea. Worries and fears seem to seep away as I listen to the pleasant bubbling in the kettle and spoon some golden honey into the bottom of a flowered teacup. As I pause to sip the delicious liquid, I am completely and wholly content... that is, as content as we sinful humans can be. :P













"Tea is a cup of life." ~&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/1LTz2D97lrM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/3817351577460544188/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=3817351577460544188&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3817351577460544188?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3817351577460544188?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/1LTz2D97lrM/would-you-care-for-some-tea-guest-post.html" title="Would you care for some tea? ~Guest Post Elizabeth Rose" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MnAMYj-aLQ/TkK4YlvGXUI/AAAAAAAABIc/pLVplj9Vt0Q/s72-c/P1110656.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/09/would-you-care-for-some-tea-guest-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcNQXczfyp7ImA9WhdWEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-679194890979759875</id><published>2011-09-03T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:54:50.987-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-03T09:54:50.987-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Growing like Christ" /><title>Chests of Hope ~Guest Post Annie</title><summary type="html">

“And now, Lord, what
wait I for? my hope is in thee.” – Psalm 39:7




Hope chests
are an old-fashioned tradition. As a young girl grows and prepares for her
future marriage, she fills a special chest with precious things to give to her
future husband and to adorn her future home. She thoughtfully writes love
letters and poems, collects delicately-painted teacups, embroiders tablecloths…while
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When we die, it's only the end of the overture. ~(said by a good friend of mine)
Have you ever listened to an overture? Sometimes old movies will play them in the beginning, while the credits roll. I believe "The Sound of Music" is that way. Before you even see the movie, you hear strains of "How do you solve a problem like Maria?" "The hills are alive..." "Do re me," and more. An overture &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/e6GZS5uLAfU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/472958441972972651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=472958441972972651&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/472958441972972651?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/472958441972972651?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/e6GZS5uLAfU/only-end-of-overture.html" title="Only the end of the overture" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/08/only-end-of-overture.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EDRHY5fip7ImA9WhdXE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-6621794953094607027</id><published>2011-08-25T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T15:47:55.826-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-25T15:47:55.826-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Bible" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>Thoughts on Words ~ Guest Post Miss ALK</title><summary type="html">
Hello everyone! My name is Miss
ALK and I’m the author of the blog Confessions of a Maine Teenager. I was so
honored when Melody asked me to guest post for her! My post today is similar to
one that I posted a couple months ago on my blog, with the same title… 


Pleasant words are a
honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. ~Proverbs
16:24 NIV 

One night back in July,  I
was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/-VF9dycEW8k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/6621794953094607027/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=6621794953094607027&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6621794953094607027?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6621794953094607027?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/-VF9dycEW8k/thoughts-on-words-guest-post-miss-alk.html" title="Thoughts on Words ~ Guest Post Miss ALK" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/08/thoughts-on-words-guest-post-miss-alk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBQH46fyp7ImA9WhdQGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-8662372509798162624</id><published>2011-08-19T08:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:34:11.017-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-20T08:34:11.017-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seasons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>Summer in a Jar</title><summary type="html">I wish I could capture summer. Bottle it up, so it would always be with me.




All images via pinterest

Don't get me wrong, I love fall &amp;amp; am getting pretty 
excited about the school year. But there's just something about 
summer...


Summer embodies freedom.






Summer in a Jar

© Melody 2010


Scoup up some wind,

Mold a mound of brilliant blue sky,

Pour in bird calls, cicada buzzes, and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/zYMuw_qIP8g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/8662372509798162624/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=8662372509798162624&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/8662372509798162624?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/8662372509798162624?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/zYMuw_qIP8g/summer-in-jar.html" title="Summer in a Jar" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-in-jar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEHSXw5eSp7ImA9WhdQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-6884917372847084616</id><published>2011-08-12T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:17:18.221-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T12:17:18.221-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="being real" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspiration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vividry" /><title>Sometimes...</title><summary type="html">

(all images via pinterest)

Sometimes those who spread the most light struggle the most with darkness.

Sometimes the roughest people turn out to be the softest.

Sometimes those who look like they have it all together are the ones who need the most encouragement. 

Sometimes the strongest are only completed by the weak.




Sometimes those who say "You are beautiful," don't believe that about &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/Y98xEWgeE5o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/6884917372847084616/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=6884917372847084616&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6884917372847084616?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6884917372847084616?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/Y98xEWgeE5o/sometimes.html" title="Sometimes..." /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUGRX87eip7ImA9WhdRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-7268657058030211865</id><published>2011-08-06T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T11:57:04.102-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T11:57:04.102-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beauty" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vividry" /><title>To spread beauty</title><summary type="html">I've been reading Lynnette Kraft's excellent posts on the reasons for blogging. (I would definitely encourage you to read them - she gives a lot of helpful tips on what makes blogging beneficial for you and your readers.) As I've read them, I'm finding my goal for this blog narrowed and strengthened. I've typically posted thoughts on what God has been teaching me, events in my life (especially &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/eymvdMTuYq8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/7268657058030211865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=7268657058030211865&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/7268657058030211865?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/7268657058030211865?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/eymvdMTuYq8/to-spread-beauty.html" title="To spread beauty" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFxUbucHrpE/Tj1jckZ0RmI/AAAAAAAABm0/TP7e_ldJL_4/s72-c/heart+on+the+shore.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-spread-beauty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCQXs6eip7ImA9WhdREUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4562164182270990576</id><published>2011-07-31T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T17:06:00.512-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-31T17:06:00.512-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tags" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="about me" /><title>I've Come to Realize...</title><summary type="html">So awhile ago there was this tag on facebook about different things you've come to realize about yourself, life, and other things. I thought it looked like a cool tag, so I decided to start it up on the blog world. Feel free to take it (or parts of it) and spread it around!  

1. I've come to realize that my hair: will cooperate with just about anything I do to it. 

2.  I've come to realize that&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/zve_RwnYFrQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4562164182270990576/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4562164182270990576&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4562164182270990576?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4562164182270990576?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/zve_RwnYFrQ/ive-come-to-realize.html" title="I've Come to Realize..." /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rT1iL5meI-E/TjMRRSVPAGI/AAAAAAAABmI/lSqdLsqtdFs/s72-c/daisy+crown.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-come-to-realize.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YNSXY5eCp7ImA9WhdSF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4789654634020688832</id><published>2011-07-27T08:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:19:58.820-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-27T08:19:58.820-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beauty" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="about me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God's love" /><title>Dear friends...</title><summary type="html">Today is my birthday!

God has blessed me so much this past year - He's taught me the meaning  of His strength, His joy, and His peace no matter what circumstances I'm  facing. He's blessed and enriched my life - and I can't wait to see what is in store for this next year! 




On this occasion, I thought it would be fitting to share one of my poems with you. I hope you enjoy it. :)



Stop and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/5C7mU3zGD9g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4789654634020688832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4789654634020688832&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4789654634020688832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4789654634020688832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/5C7mU3zGD9g/dear-friends.html" title="Dear friends..." /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-RMQBi8_2M/Ti_-SQ9pvLI/AAAAAAAABlk/ehMpD9cTYKA/s72-c/pink+rosebud.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCQH48cSp7ImA9WhdRFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-4627330958210458366</id><published>2011-07-25T07:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:39:21.079-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T08:39:21.079-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Bible" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Growing like Christ" /><title>All about Him</title><summary type="html">As I was reading my Bible this morning, I came across this passage in Colossians: 

So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness. ~Colossians 2:6-7 (NIV)

I've always loved these verses, but this time I read them I really tried to think about what it meant to&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/LYOmpfX1Tlk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/4627330958210458366/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=4627330958210458366&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4627330958210458366?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/4627330958210458366?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/LYOmpfX1Tlk/all-about-him.html" title="All about Him" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDMfdtghcG8/Ti1W_XeQ-4I/AAAAAAAABlg/3ML0WZt-gz4/s72-c/rooted+and+built+up.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-about-him.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDQn4-fCp7ImA9WhdRFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-6487414106360471351</id><published>2011-07-17T17:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:52:53.054-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T08:52:53.054-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="about me" /><title>Bucket List</title><summary type="html">I always thought the idea of a bucket list was interesting. But not interesting enough for me ever to make one.




Well, after reading this post by the lovely Polka Dot, I decided it would be worth a try. So here is my bucket list, right off the top of my head, in the random order I think if it:


Have at least one of my books published

Record my music in a real recording studio

Have a CD of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/S7I1APtRNkk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/6487414106360471351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=6487414106360471351&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6487414106360471351?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/6487414106360471351?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/S7I1APtRNkk/bucket-list.html" title="Bucket List" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/07/bucket-list.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUHSHo-fip7ImA9WhdTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-3721793757970518531</id><published>2011-07-07T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T18:20:39.456-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T18:20:39.456-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violin" /><title>A slight violin obsession</title><summary type="html">Ever since I was very little and heard the sweet strains of Vivaldi's Four Seasons, I've loved the violin. Its beautiful singing sound, the huge range of sounds it can create, how it can tug on my heartstrings so easily... whenever I hear the violin, I sigh with the beauty. 

 I always had a secret desire to play the violin, but once I started piano, I focused on that solely. I love the piano and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/d4I739F0uw4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/3721793757970518531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=3721793757970518531&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3721793757970518531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/3721793757970518531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/d4I739F0uw4/slight-violin-obsession.html" title="A slight violin obsession" /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiS_J92qASE/Tg_UtqMNA-I/AAAAAAAABkM/ThEtc7wvk4U/s72-c/me+with+violin%2521.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/07/slight-violin-obsession.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcGRX85cCp7ImA9WhZaEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048538420409966663.post-1820707345956229433</id><published>2011-06-27T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T19:23:44.128-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-27T19:23:44.128-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>When you're sick...</title><summary type="html">It's a great opportunity to brush up on html!

What do you think of the new design, folks? The header is by Ara, as was my former one, but all the other edits are by me. :) I'm working on learning more about blog design, with the help of the fabulous Hannah from Beauty Blog Designs.

Also, I changed things up (just slightly) on my photography blog, and would love if you checked that out as well!
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Vividry/~4/j0phoCYxzmc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/1820707345956229433/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2048538420409966663&amp;postID=1820707345956229433&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1820707345956229433?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2048538420409966663/posts/default/1820707345956229433?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Vividry/~3/j0phoCYxzmc/when-youre-sick.html" title="When you're sick..." /><author><name>Melody</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152541298969330161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z-qYQT5TABo/Tahz602wFOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4weKhnhtLn8/s220/like%2Ba%2Brose.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7zqcmjxDj74/TgkPoEJzyxI/AAAAAAAABj8/ml2VZUe6BZQ/s72-c/sprawled+out.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-youre-sick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

