<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595</id><updated>2012-02-28T07:18:43.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>learning2surrender</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-2377452857140464519</id><published>2012-02-08T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:35:59.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Present Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a Wind At My Back marathon. That's my favorite show! Made by Canada's Sullivan Entertainment its better than Road to Avonlea...even though all you ever hear about is Anne of Green Gables. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working on choregraphy to What Love Really Means with a very talented young dancer who's a lot of fun to work with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching&amp;nbsp;the twelve little girls in my class their Swan Lake dance. They have so much energy. I'm always hoarse after class. When they come up and hug me and tell me that I'm, "The best ballet teacher!" it's a really great feeling!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working on my own piece for the recital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anatomy and Physiology is interesting,&amp;nbsp;certainly beats Chemistry!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Les Miserable is becoming one of my favorite books, definitely fills the description of a classic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just found out that Ballet Magnificat! will be performing near us! I've been wanting to see them for years. I'm very excited!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating toast with hummus and avocado, quite nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoying&amp;nbsp;my new favorite High Kings song, Red Is The Rose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The upcoming election. I find politics interesting, though I have very decided beliefs that not many politicians vote in favor of. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preparing for the dance competition at the end of this month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cut back on time spent on the Internet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating Bittersweet Chocolate...or any kind of chocolate for that matter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Tim Tebow's book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In awe of how great God's plan is and of how amazing He is. He's shown me that I need to trust Him more, believe in faith for Him to accomplish what to my little mind seems to think impossible. He is above my wildest imaginations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-2377452857140464519?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/2377452857140464519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2012/02/at-present-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2377452857140464519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2377452857140464519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2012/02/at-present-time.html' title='At the Present Time...'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-5890777560284375945</id><published>2012-02-04T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T19:56:56.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z14ph2Z8g44?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew Your Name&lt;br /&gt;You knew my every breathe&lt;br /&gt;Before I found my way&lt;br /&gt;You knew my every step&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew everything that I need&lt;br /&gt;You gave it all to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No greater love than this&lt;br /&gt;That You should lay down Your life&lt;br /&gt;For someone such as me&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend a lifetime wondering why&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of heaven is here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And know there can be&lt;br /&gt;No greater love than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood how merciful love could be&lt;br /&gt;Until I found His flame&lt;br /&gt;Light every part of me&lt;br /&gt;And I would give everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have been saved&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have been saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No greater love than this&lt;br /&gt;That You should lay down Your life&lt;br /&gt;For someone such as me&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend a lifetime wondering why&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of heaven is here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I know there can be&lt;br /&gt;No greater love than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of heaven is here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I know there can be&lt;br /&gt;No greater love than this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the extent of our bondage or our fear, Jesus Christ can free us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forget the former things;&lt;br /&gt;Do not dwell on the past.&lt;br /&gt;See, I am doing a new thing!&lt;br /&gt;Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?&lt;br /&gt;I am making a way in the desert&lt;br /&gt;and streams in the wasteland."&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to set us free and He delights in doing it! Believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-5890777560284375945?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/5890777560284375945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-greater-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5890777560284375945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5890777560284375945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-greater-love.html' title='No Greater Love'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z14ph2Z8g44/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-892814590974511488</id><published>2011-12-10T15:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T17:40:24.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise His Name With Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/rHTsazfsTm4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHTsazfsTm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHTsazfsTm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"And David danced before the LORD with all his might..." 2 Samuel 6:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/jh7MjnAHgPw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jh7MjnAHgPw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jh7MjnAHgPw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"You turned my wailing into dancing;&lt;br /&gt;You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 30:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpbRU-MeHpQ/TuPnwe-NgCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vxzUX_IE78E/s1600/imagesCA6IR9JY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpbRU-MeHpQ/TuPnwe-NgCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vxzUX_IE78E/s1600/imagesCA6IR9JY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Let them praise His name in the dance: let them&lt;br /&gt;sing praises unto Him with the timbrel and harp."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 149:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik4rQmMdFhU/TuPn0M-jA9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/v3ad776V-b0/s1600/ballet%252Cblack%252Cand%252Cwhite%252Cpeople%252Cphotography%252Cportrait-828fd4e870e124ffd0e9ea92de25dc8a_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik4rQmMdFhU/TuPn0M-jA9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/v3ad776V-b0/s320/ballet%252Cblack%252Cand%252Cwhite%252Cpeople%252Cphotography%252Cportrait-828fd4e870e124ffd0e9ea92de25dc8a_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Praise Him with the timbrel and dance: praise Him with stringed instruments and organs"&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 150:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkAR8hvds2U/TuPn-XN1P4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KSS2eYaUZkQ/s1600/imagesCAKBJRRI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkAR8hvds2U/TuPn-XN1P4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KSS2eYaUZkQ/s1600/imagesCAKBJRRI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance."&lt;/div&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JzT_-5Vld0/TuQCZup4KPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RG_igtwoc54/s1600/20071007_VIFFReviewBallerina02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JzT_-5Vld0/TuQCZup4KPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RG_igtwoc54/s320/20071007_VIFFReviewBallerina02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in a balletic mood this evening...can you tell? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is my dance studio's Christmas recital. I'm really looking forward to it! Here's the song that I'm dancing to, "Your Great Name"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/QXH0MjGe10s/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXH0MjGe10s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXH0MjGe10s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the lovely photos came from google images...I particularly am fond of the first and second. Oh, to have that split and arabesque! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-892814590974511488?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/892814590974511488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/12/praise-his-name-with-dancing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/892814590974511488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/892814590974511488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/12/praise-his-name-with-dancing.html' title='Praise His Name With Dancing'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpbRU-MeHpQ/TuPnwe-NgCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vxzUX_IE78E/s72-c/imagesCA6IR9JY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-4812613924999532354</id><published>2011-12-03T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:09:32.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit is Willing</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/viyoljLicqo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-4812613924999532354?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/4812613924999532354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/12/spirit-is-willing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4812613924999532354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4812613924999532354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/12/spirit-is-willing.html' title='The Spirit is Willing'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/viyoljLicqo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-73588227058792289</id><published>2011-11-12T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:07:54.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examine Yourself - Paul Washer</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ky8dTyPpiAo?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an excellent message given by Paul Washer. It's long but REALLY worth watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-73588227058792289?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/73588227058792289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/11/examine-yourself-paul-washer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/73588227058792289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/73588227058792289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/11/examine-yourself-paul-washer.html' title='Examine Yourself - Paul Washer'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ky8dTyPpiAo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-9065589783424735680</id><published>2011-11-08T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:02:18.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; Save me, and I shall be saved, For You are my praise."&amp;nbsp;~ Jeremiah 17:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wrote this about two weeks ago, it&amp;nbsp;has just&amp;nbsp;taken me a while to publish.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Tuesday I had all of my wisdom teeth removed, the surgery itself wasn't bad but the next couple of days I felt pretty crummy. I got a cold and I felt pressure in my ears, and three of my lymph nodes were swollen. On Saturday I was up and around more but I felt really achy and tired. My head and jaw were really sore. I consumed a shameful amount of ice cream. It felt wonderful on my gums and it didn't taste bad either. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to church on Sunday and I&amp;nbsp;was feeling better. The first song we sang was about God being our Healer- that spoke to me. I had been taking strong pain medication but had stopped using it and had taken an ibuprofen before the service but I didn't feel it working. :) I was feeling pretty sick. My head felt tired, sore, and my jaw hurt. In my heart I prayed to be healed from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the time of worship our pastor spoke to me and told me that God wanted to reveal something to me during the service. As he was speaking to me I felt this warm sensation rise up my back. It was peaceful and gentle&amp;nbsp;but strong and then&amp;nbsp;I felt it rise to my neck. It was&amp;nbsp;calming but at the same time powerful.&amp;nbsp;The entire time&amp;nbsp;he was speaking to me I felt it, I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;it was the Holy Spirit's presence. It was like nothing I've ever felt before; it was a wonderful feeling.&amp;nbsp;The warmth&amp;nbsp;settled on my back&amp;nbsp;and it calmed me. The tired, worn down feeling left me instantly. My headache was gone and I felt so much peace. Throughout the service I continued to feel better.&amp;nbsp;I went home and even though it was still uncomfortable, eating was easier than it had been at breakfast. I didn't have to rest at all the remainder of the day; I didn't lay down once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to share this with you to encourage you to trust God for healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When someone asked Jesus to heal them, He never once refused. I'm afraid we've set such&amp;nbsp;low expectations on His power. The same power that raised Jesus from the dead lives in us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Bless the Lord, O my soul;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And all that is within me, bless His Holy name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bless the Lord, O my soul, And forget not all His benefits;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who forgive all your iniquities,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who heals all your diseases"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 103:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Then His fame went throughout all Syria; and they brought to him all sick people who were afflicted with various diseases and torments, and those who were demon-possessed, epileptics, and paralytics; and He healed them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthew 4:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one other thing I want to add before I hit the publish button; I've had a hip injury in my left leg from ballet for over two and a half years. &amp;nbsp;It hindered my flexibility and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;had irritation&amp;nbsp;when I sat for long periods of time. I was reading an excellent book the other night and the author told a story about a friend of hers whose spine was completely healed of scoliosis. It really inspired and encouraged me, so I asked the Lord to heal my hip.&amp;nbsp;And I&amp;nbsp;haven't had the least bit of pain since! Not only that but I also seem to have more flexibility in that leg! &lt;br /&gt;I went out of town today and was on the road for about an hour and a half, and&amp;nbsp;I didn't notice any irritation whatsoever! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ask and it shall be given to you, seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open to you."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-9065589783424735680?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/9065589783424735680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/11/healing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/9065589783424735680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/9065589783424735680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/11/healing.html' title='Healing'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-1755345029316870388</id><published>2011-10-30T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:29:20.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I live My Live For You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVn-N0qgsuI/Tq33tjiZq7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YD7seH8gh-A/s1600/140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVn-N0qgsuI/Tq33tjiZq7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YD7seH8gh-A/s640/140.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the end of our lives, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we received, how much money we have made or how many great things we have done. We will be judged by, 'I was hungry and you gave me food to eat. I was naked and you clothed me. I was homeless and you took me in.'" ~Mother Theresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste my life on things that don't matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When it's all been said and done, there is just one thing that matters.&amp;nbsp; Did I do my best to live for truth, did I live my life for You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 16:25 &lt;br /&gt;"For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for Me will find it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-1755345029316870388?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/1755345029316870388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/did-i-live-my-live-for-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1755345029316870388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1755345029316870388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/did-i-live-my-live-for-you.html' title='Did I live My Live For You?'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVn-N0qgsuI/Tq33tjiZq7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YD7seH8gh-A/s72-c/140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-1495565626227211639</id><published>2011-10-26T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T18:54:12.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“I'd rather have people hate me with the knowledge that I tried to save them.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"No Compromise: The Life Story of Keith Green" has become one of my favorite books! Once I finish it I hope to do a review but until then I wanted to share some of my favorite Keith Green songs. It took a little while to get used to his style but I love it! I love the passion that is so evident it every song. "Rushing Wind" was my first favorite but "O Lord, You're Beautiful", "Make My Life a Prayer to You,"&amp;nbsp;and "No Compromise" &amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;a few&amp;nbsp;other songs that I really enjoy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;“If your heart takes more pleasure in reading novels, or watching TV, or going to the movies, or talking to friends, rather than just sitting alone with God and embracing Him, sharing His cares and His burdens, weeping and rejoicing with Him, then how are you going to handle forever and ever in His presence...? You'd be bored to tears in heaven, if you're not ecstatic about God now! ”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;“I'd rather have people hate me with the knowledge that I tried to save them.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;“I've never tried to be controversial. The truth is controversial enough.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;“If somebody writes a great poem, people don't run around applauding the pencil, saying 'Oh, what a great pencil'...I'm a pencil in God's hands.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/PNww8F6G9U8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNww8F6G9U8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNww8F6G9U8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Make my life a prayer to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to do what you want me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No ﻿empty words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And no white lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No token prayers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No compromise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/GC2vvncga4U/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GC2vvncga4U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GC2vvncga4U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I want to thank You now for being patient with me&lt;br /&gt;For it's so hard to see when my eyes are on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/uVgPQm06g2c/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVgPQm06g2c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVgPQm06g2c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I want to take Your light and shine it all around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But first help me just to live it Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I'm doing well help me to never seek a crown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Except to give all the glory to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Sk7w4y_9B2k/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk7w4y_9B2k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk7w4y_9B2k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rushing wind flow through this temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Blowing out the dust within &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Come and breathe Your breath upon me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For I've been born again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/TzWyZxlwGKI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TzWyZxlwGKI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TzWyZxlwGKI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To obey is better than sacrifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I don't need your money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I want your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I hear you say that I'm coming back soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you act like I'll never return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well you speak of grace and My love so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;How you thrive on milk but reject My meat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I can't help weeping at how it will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you keep on ignoring My Word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-1495565626227211639?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/1495565626227211639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/id-rather-have-people-hate-me-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1495565626227211639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1495565626227211639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/id-rather-have-people-hate-me-with.html' title='“I&apos;d rather have people hate me with the knowledge that I tried to save them.”'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-3615413108905547435</id><published>2011-09-29T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T05:52:28.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rXwVgkmGDd4?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-3615413108905547435?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/3615413108905547435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/sovereign-grace-music-i-have-shelter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3615413108905547435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3615413108905547435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/sovereign-grace-music-i-have-shelter.html' title='I Have a Shelter'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rXwVgkmGDd4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-6288033431705400796</id><published>2011-09-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:23:25.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6spMDciZOuM/TnqiG2AtAHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SEcJB58oMC4/s1600/16463459866_c6Vjs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6spMDciZOuM/TnqiG2AtAHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SEcJB58oMC4/s320/16463459866_c6Vjs.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“I am not what I ought to be, I am not what I want to be, I am not what I hope to be in another world; but still I am not what I once used to be, and by the grace of God I am what I am” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/60149.John_Newton"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;John Newton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“I have one desire now - to live a life of reckless abandon for the Lord, putting all my energy and strength into it.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6264.Elisabeth_Elliot"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“The remarkable thing about God is that when you fear God, you fear nothing else, whereas if you do not fear God, you fear everything else.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/41469.Oswald_Chambers"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“It is inbred in us that we have to do exceptional things for God: but we have not. We have to be exceptional in the ordinary things, to be holy in mean streets, among mean people, and this is not learned in five minutes” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/41469.Oswald_Chambers"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“I wish thy way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when in me myself should rise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and long for something otherwise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Lord, take sword and spear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And slay.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/158879.Amy_Carmichael"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Amy Carmichael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“All God's giants have been weak men who did great things for God because they reackoned on God being with them.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;―&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hudson Taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus. No turning back, no turning back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-6288033431705400796?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/6288033431705400796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/6288033431705400796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/6288033431705400796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6spMDciZOuM/TnqiG2AtAHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SEcJB58oMC4/s72-c/16463459866_c6Vjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-1503291447833478821</id><published>2011-09-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T06:13:18.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Utmost For His Highest</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8785Hr6wzs/TnNCwCrXAJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/c_D6fGTmWOk/s1600/Chrysanthemum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8785Hr6wzs/TnNCwCrXAJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/c_D6fGTmWOk/s320/Chrysanthemum.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldest believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God?" John 11:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you venture out in the life of faith, you will find something in your common sense circumstances that flatly contradicts your faith. Common sense is not faith, and faith is not common sense; they stand in the relation of the natural and the spiritual. Can you trust Jesus Christ where your common sense can not trust Him? Can you venture heroically on Jesus Christ's statements when the facts of your common sense life shout-"It's a lie?" On the mount it is easy to say-"Oh, yes, I believe God can do it"; but you have to come down into the demon-possessed valley and meet with facts that laugh ironically at the whole mount-of-transfiguration belief. Every time my programme of belief is clear to my own mind, I come across something that contradicts it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say I believe God will supply all my need, and then let me run dry, with no outlook, and see whether I will go through the trial of faith, or whether I will sink back to something lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith must be tested, because it can be turned into a personal possession only through conflict. What is your faith up against right now? The test will either prove that your faith is right, or it will kill it. "Blessed is he whosoever shall not be offended in Me." The final thing is confidence in Jesus. Believe steadfastly&amp;nbsp;on Him and all you come up against will develop your faith. There is continual testing in the life of faith, and the last great test is death. May God keep us in fighting trim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is unutterable trust in God, trust which never dreams that He will not stand by us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sublime Intimacy" from "My Utmost For His Highest" by Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-1503291447833478821?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/1503291447833478821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-utmost-for-his-highest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1503291447833478821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1503291447833478821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-utmost-for-his-highest.html' title='My Utmost For His Highest'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8785Hr6wzs/TnNCwCrXAJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/c_D6fGTmWOk/s72-c/Chrysanthemum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-3138277344892593711</id><published>2011-09-03T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T08:37:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia On My Mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvWtJZQpdxk/TmJFLiRCVkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3e9FaDDkeM8/s1600/15120962773_mmTFq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvWtJZQpdxk/TmJFLiRCVkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3e9FaDDkeM8/s400/15120962773_mmTFq.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're going to Georgia this week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to GA means spending time with our family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing into our suburban &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to whatever will keep the little ones quiet. Sometimes that's classical sometimes its Veggie Tales. Whatever will pacify them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach the Ga line we sing "Caledonia" an old Scottish ballad about homeland because we're very sentimental.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend a lot of time playing spoons, UNO, and Phase 10 with everyone around the dining room table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming all day long and getting sunburned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking long walks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating ice cream and watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sing a lot with my aunt and cousin. Lydia has been trying to learn how to harmonize for the last couple of years. I think it's starting to click...finally. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ Georgia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-3138277344892593711?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/3138277344892593711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/georgia-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3138277344892593711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3138277344892593711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/09/georgia-on-my-mind.html' title='Georgia On My Mind...'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvWtJZQpdxk/TmJFLiRCVkI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3e9FaDDkeM8/s72-c/15120962773_mmTFq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-5220941756591330600</id><published>2011-08-31T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:40:44.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMIHrbDnepw/Tl5hJNz0xyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/62YSNMjBU0k/s1600/16113902190_zSPmZ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMIHrbDnepw/Tl5hJNz0xyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/62YSNMjBU0k/s400/16113902190_zSPmZ.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've tried it on my own and failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Temptations and tempests beat against me ceaselessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Helpless I am in the face of offense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And fearful, and cowardly I am&amp;nbsp;in defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But&amp;nbsp;the Spirit came upon me with a breath full of Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And lifted my head up to look above the strife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And a feeling of wholeness wrapped around me and a comfort came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And an assurance that I would&amp;nbsp;never be the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For above the din of the confusion of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I heard a voice say "You&amp;nbsp;are not alone, and never will be"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And a constant Peace I will be to thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know I would not want to live a single day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Without The Holy One as my Helper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My constant defense &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Lover of my soul in the hour of offense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We're each on a mission, as&amp;nbsp;we live our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We have no need to fear for we know&amp;nbsp;He will rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Though hard the road, and difficult the path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We are protected and safe from the enemy's wrath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So send the fire today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Send Your Spirit upon us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We need a touch of Your mighty hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We need the&amp;nbsp;Power to take a&amp;nbsp;stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here we are&amp;nbsp;waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For the One to descend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We're waiting for the breath of Your Rushing Wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-5220941756591330600?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/5220941756591330600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-tried-it-on-my-own-and-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5220941756591330600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5220941756591330600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-tried-it-on-my-own-and-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMIHrbDnepw/Tl5hJNz0xyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/62YSNMjBU0k/s72-c/16113902190_zSPmZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-992175220471129712</id><published>2011-08-23T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:33:08.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Sk7w4y_9B2k?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rushing wind, blow through this temple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blowing out the dust within;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Come and breathe Your breath upon me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've been born again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Holy Spirit, I surrender; take me where You want to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Plant me by Your living water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Plant me deep so I can grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus, You’re the One who sets my spirit free;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Use me, Lord; glorify Your Holy Name through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Separate me from this world, Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sanctify my life for You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Daily change me to Your image,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Help me bear good fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ev'ry day You're drawing closer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Trials come to test my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But when all is said and done, Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You know it's been worth the wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus, You’re the one who set my spirit free;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Use me, Lord; glorify Your Holy Name through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rushing wind, blow through this temple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blowing out the dust within;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Come and breathe You breath upon me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For I've been born again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, I pray this will be the cry of my heart until I see You one day face to face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-992175220471129712?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/992175220471129712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/keith-green-rushing-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/992175220471129712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/992175220471129712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/keith-green-rushing-wind.html' title='Rushing Wind'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Sk7w4y_9B2k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-3678306463904681235</id><published>2011-08-21T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:43:51.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudgy, Gooey, Cocoa Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIXXpHp_N7A/TlE_bFkrJcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d0Ul6fpb2V4/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIXXpHp_N7A/TlE_bFkrJcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d0Ul6fpb2V4/s320/047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've made these brownies more times this summer than I want to count. We really, really like them. And they're really simple to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a large batch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXhyy0ntQ0w/TlE_ivkmM-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/RS8fQvLbrpA/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXhyy0ntQ0w/TlE_ivkmM-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/RS8fQvLbrpA/s320/048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Put&amp;nbsp;4 sticks of butter in a large saucepan on high heat. Don't think about the amount of butter too much just stick them in the pot and melt them. :)&amp;nbsp;Then wisk in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rZa9iGI6bA/TlE_rfdElUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Aw0jw62iAQM/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rZa9iGI6bA/TlE_rfdElUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Aw0jw62iAQM/s320/049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two cups of cocoa powder.&amp;nbsp;Its a lot but it&amp;nbsp;gives it a rich, deep&amp;nbsp;chocolate flavor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSmXZK5hvJg/TlE__IwZaSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bbjXgmaCR5w/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSmXZK5hvJg/TlE__IwZaSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bbjXgmaCR5w/s320/053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 cups of sugar (I do cut back on this by about 1/3 of a cup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once blended together take the saucepan off the heat and add,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJeJwK5eyio/TlE_ySvzC8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/b5JljtV432s/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJeJwK5eyio/TlE_ySvzC8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/b5JljtV432s/s320/050.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;&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; 4 teaspoons of vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mOZs87YHOY/TlG0PiSVxlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/duyhSIx5inA/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mOZs87YHOY/TlG0PiSVxlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/duyhSIx5inA/s320/051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N1Gx3yRcQk/TlFAFt0Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fAO_DY1UhRg/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N1Gx3yRcQk/TlFAFt0Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fAO_DY1UhRg/s320/054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Six eggs (whisk them into the batter quickly otherwise you'll end up with scrabled eggs.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIj1sTnrYfU/TlGcEqdby6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/s9xMNZdCYTo/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIj1sTnrYfU/TlGcEqdby6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/s9xMNZdCYTo/s320/046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups of flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9RiLvjz2Kg/TlE_Tt7bLAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EiWv4N0ypQM/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52MT4foMcBE/TlE_JzmdIeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AbKgY9RlKi8/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52MT4foMcBE/TlE_JzmdIeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AbKgY9RlKi8/s320/045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Add 2 cups of chopped walnuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bake at 350 degrees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And honestly I couldn't tell you how long this bakes. I'd set the timer for 35 minutes and check it. It depends on how hot your oven is but I usually end up baking them for 45 minutes or so. It just depends. But don't rely on the toothpick test because these are supposed to be very gooey. I usually bake them until the edges appear done but the middle looks a bit underbaked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are addictive. Just ask my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'd say it probably serves about 15 people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or a mom and two teenage daughers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, I'm kiddng it usually last&amp;nbsp;our family&amp;nbsp;up to&amp;nbsp;two days. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-3678306463904681235?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/3678306463904681235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/fudgy-gooey-cocoa-brownies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3678306463904681235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/3678306463904681235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/fudgy-gooey-cocoa-brownies.html' title='Fudgy, Gooey, Cocoa Brownies'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIXXpHp_N7A/TlE_bFkrJcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d0Ul6fpb2V4/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-1572042652447347161</id><published>2011-08-17T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:57:50.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PH-snsXw1as?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the music fades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;All is stripped away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;And I simply come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Longing just to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Something that's of worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;That will bless your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'll bring you more than a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;For a song in itself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Is not what you have required&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You search much deeper within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Through the way things appear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;And it's all about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the things I've made it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;When it's all about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;King of endless worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;No one could express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;How much you deserve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Though I'm weak and poor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;All I have is yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Every single breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'll bring You more&amp;nbsp;than a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'll bring Your more than a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'll bring You more than a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Your're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I'll bring You more than a song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-1572042652447347161?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/1572042652447347161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/heart-of-worship.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1572042652447347161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1572042652447347161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/heart-of-worship.html' title='Heart of Worship'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PH-snsXw1as/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-7976057088098426321</id><published>2011-08-16T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T18:54:59.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama, My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piW-H9w5Rlc/TksVz-3IrbI/AAAAAAAAADo/rPEMqtLduJM/s1600/15177224755_G8kHc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piW-H9w5Rlc/TksVz-3IrbI/AAAAAAAAADo/rPEMqtLduJM/s320/15177224755_G8kHc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She taught me how to walk, eat, swim, read, write, sing, and ride my bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She taught me about God from the time I was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As a toddler I remember&amp;nbsp;her reading 2 Timothy and Proverbs 31 to me. One of the first verses that she taught me was Deuteronomy 6:4-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I know that her prayers have been showered over me.&lt;/div&gt;She's a chocoholic. Like mother, like daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've always wanted my Bible to look as well loved as her's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She can read me like a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She knows me better than anyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She is really into nutrition and exercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She doesn't play sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She played basketball for a short time in&amp;nbsp;middle school&amp;nbsp;but quit because she was scared of the ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti0PeA1BEHI/TksRjp8q3VI/AAAAAAAAADg/qbJGbmvS9Qc/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti0PeA1BEHI/TksRjp8q3VI/AAAAAAAAADg/qbJGbmvS9Qc/s320/075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She wanted to marry a doctor and live in New York City. She swore she would never marry a&amp;nbsp;redneck with a tool box on the back of his pickup truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She married a&amp;nbsp;redneck with a tool box on the back of his pickup truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's frugal and thrifty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She drives me an hour and a half away for ballet every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She always wanted to be a ballerina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When she and my dad were dating she said he was perfect...love is blind. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She's lived in West Virginia, Illinois, Georgia, Ohio, North Carolina, Tennessee, and Kentucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She's always wanted to have a big family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My mom on her wedding day in 1993&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViTOuIS-gps/Tkse3WNVwKI/AAAAAAAAADs/JA-zU2IKLFk/s1600/Scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViTOuIS-gps/Tkse3WNVwKI/AAAAAAAAADs/JA-zU2IKLFk/s320/Scan.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She's the one I spill my guts to :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's really fun to travel with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She's a hard worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has a great sense of humor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She can't stand to waste anything&lt;/div&gt;She's a registered&amp;nbsp;nurse&lt;br /&gt;I always turn to her for advice&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite colors to wear are black and white, I'm the same way :)&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Washington D.C. with her&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't mind listening to all my ideas...and quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Her favorite movies are Fireproof, Facing the Giants, Gone With the Wind and&amp;nbsp;The Parent Trap (old version)&lt;/div&gt;She taught me how to drive, I was the first person she's ever taught.&lt;br /&gt;I've broken her in for all my siblings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She says she hasn't gotten a full night's sleep in seventeen years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pqzZfWmsrc/TksRQ9A90pI/AAAAAAAAADc/E-Qf29dyR-Y/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pqzZfWmsrc/TksRQ9A90pI/AAAAAAAAADc/E-Qf29dyR-Y/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She, Lydia, and I (and sometimes my dad) watch 19 Kids and Counting every Tuesday night&lt;/div&gt;She always buys me good books&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when I'm about to climb into the suburban she drives off, laughing. &amp;nbsp;Over and over again. (she likes to do that to Lydia too) - she said she didn't want me to tell that because it makes her sound immature! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When I was little she read to me every day, sometimes hours at a time&lt;/div&gt;She expected me to read when I was four, like she did.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read until I was seven&lt;br /&gt;She's an amazing cake decorator and seamstress...not! :)&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't mind my accents...even when they don't sound right&lt;br /&gt;We have our own brand of humor that we understand completely&lt;br /&gt;She hums and sings a lot&lt;br /&gt;She always wanted long hair as a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's not an animal person&lt;br /&gt;She's one of my kindred spirits :)&lt;br /&gt;She seeks after God&lt;br /&gt;She's a noncomformist&lt;br /&gt;She makes great bread&lt;br /&gt;I tell her everything, I know I can completely trust her&lt;br /&gt;My forgetfullness exasperates her (I'm working on that)&lt;br /&gt;Once when we were in the mall parking lot she blew the horn really loudly at a lady who she thought was her sister (it was not.)&lt;br /&gt;I love spending time with her.&lt;br /&gt;She is my dearest, sweetest friend and I mean that 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm SO glad that God blessed me with the mom that He did. She wants all that He has for our family. She hungers for the things of God and of the Holy Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom with her two sisters in New York City in 1991&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLoie3eXOgA/Tkse6kpxSLI/AAAAAAAAADw/lce5UtkhRpI/s1600/Scan1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLoie3eXOgA/Tkse6kpxSLI/AAAAAAAAADw/lce5UtkhRpI/s640/Scan1.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-7976057088098426321?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/7976057088098426321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/mama-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/7976057088098426321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/7976057088098426321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/mama-my-best-friend.html' title='Mama, My Best Friend'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piW-H9w5Rlc/TksVz-3IrbI/AAAAAAAAADo/rPEMqtLduJM/s72-c/15177224755_G8kHc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-4181156457304322069</id><published>2011-08-13T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:44:34.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dirt on My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj0ATpZUaq0/TkXwlejSfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_YFoOwxc7xc/s1600/9660855832_CwXJf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj0ATpZUaq0/TkXwlejSfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_YFoOwxc7xc/s320/9660855832_CwXJf.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The first thing you'll notice about my dad is that he's not afraid to say what he's thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has a very strong personality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a really great cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've watched a lot of The Andy Griffith Show together over the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Food Network&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's extremely protective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom says that people either really like him or they really don't like him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has a tender side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves sarcasm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He works hard to provide for our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He grew up in Georgia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1FGrjcipeI/TkXxBs-QqpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/djvZ7yGbfoA/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1FGrjcipeI/TkXxBs-QqpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/djvZ7yGbfoA/s320/080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He doesn't read very much but when he gets a hold of a book he likes he reads it in a day or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's always wanted to have a big family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wanted to have a little girl first to teach him how to be gentle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lydia gives him a manicure every week, thus he never has to cut his own nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's gotten out of the habit of exercising regularly, just sayin' :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves Christmas time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He makes it very special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He wants a tattoo of our family tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes southern Gospel music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's gone to the dentist once in the last nineteen years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He has great teeth, he's never had a cavity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHphIX19CaY/Tka_Tg6XalI/AAAAAAAAADE/Lkz0ocPVHNo/s1600/Scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHphIX19CaY/Tka_Tg6XalI/AAAAAAAAADE/Lkz0ocPVHNo/s640/Scan.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My parents on their wedding day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He and I rarely have a disagreement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I exasperate him, and he exasperates me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He encourages me in my goals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like to hear him pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He always turns to my mom for health advice, he doesn't always listen to her though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He turned twenty-five nine days after I was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He and Gabe are going to hike part of the Appalachian trail in October&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿He can't carry a tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had long hair in highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0RglT1eUac/Tka_68AmAYI/AAAAAAAAADI/IFKnQ8kRoeI/s1600/45437_1486356211476_1611057373_1193557_6704272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0RglT1eUac/Tka_68AmAYI/AAAAAAAAADI/IFKnQ8kRoeI/s320/45437_1486356211476_1611057373_1193557_6704272_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He bought my mom a pair of ugly men's hiking shoes for her birthday one year. Other than that he usually is really great about birthdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I usually like the clothes he gives me for Christmas, he has good taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's the kite, my mom's the string&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Financially, he's the free spirit, my mom's the nerd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's not fun to travel with but once you get to your destination he has a good time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger he bought me leopard print footed pajamas for Christmas as at joke. They were hideous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lets the boys eat junk food :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a command man...as if you didn't know that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He gives me good advice, I value his opinion a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's been many nights when he has comes to pick me up from ballet at 9 o'clock at night, he's never once complained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u_iW7rM23SQ/TkbAOoRp7lI/AAAAAAAAADM/1tgAy9GgJb0/s1600/147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u_iW7rM23SQ/TkbAOoRp7lI/AAAAAAAAADM/1tgAy9GgJb0/s320/147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He can't put on&amp;nbsp;accents to save his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's a good planner and coordinator &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He respects my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's very generous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's hospitable&lt;br /&gt;He has&amp;nbsp;called Lily Kate "Baby Girl" since the day she was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He dislikes math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He was in the army when I was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's a dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves bull mastiffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He likes sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He never misses one of the boys baseball games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's a good builder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My mom's nickname for him is Scotty-boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He's creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If he's in the kitchen while I'm cooking he always has to tell me what I'm doing wrong, then he sees that I'm annoyed and he&amp;nbsp;lets me get on with my work..most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He got his Bachelor's degree last year!!&lt;/div&gt;Lily Kate has him wrapped around her little finger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vrEh0zKgZbk/TkbAhIKwrmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CFeO-DcpTi0/s1600/423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vrEh0zKgZbk/TkbAhIKwrmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CFeO-DcpTi0/s320/423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He introduced me to sushi, I've been hooked ever since.&lt;br /&gt;The first time&amp;nbsp;my mom met him&amp;nbsp;she thought she was cute but a little arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;My mom can't stand to be in the kitchen while my dad is cooking.&lt;br /&gt;He likes war movies.&lt;br /&gt;He always has a new business scheme cooking up in his mind. Right now it's a food truck business. I suppose I'd be his sous chef. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really created my dad with a unique personality. I've really never met anyone like him. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I believe God has great plans for him. I'm thankful for him. I believe that God has something great in store for him.&lt;/div&gt;I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2yknPWVCWI/TkXxRlbmdUI/AAAAAAAAADA/QxoN_AGyEoA/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2yknPWVCWI/TkXxRlbmdUI/AAAAAAAAADA/QxoN_AGyEoA/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and one other thing. He doesn't know I'm writing this... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-4181156457304322069?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/4181156457304322069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/dirt-on-my-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4181156457304322069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4181156457304322069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/dirt-on-my-dad.html' title='The Dirt on My Dad'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj0ATpZUaq0/TkXwlejSfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_YFoOwxc7xc/s72-c/9660855832_CwXJf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-878519277893010545</id><published>2011-08-11T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:43:41.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about my Little, Big Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~Abigail Layne~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Dy6AYpOL0/TkP_kSj-a3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/mAsLRk-V-FM/s1600/14817680605_S9LPJ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Dy6AYpOL0/TkP_kSj-a3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/mAsLRk-V-FM/s640/14817680605_S9LPJ.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://www.discoveringsomethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lydia&lt;/a&gt;-- you read about me yesterday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Abigail since she had written about all of us, that I was going to write about her, and surprisingly she agreed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2iJwdEgDAc/TkP_nxsYjnI/AAAAAAAAACA/jye83Cuypio/s1600/11898007525_jcvr9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2iJwdEgDAc/TkP_nxsYjnI/AAAAAAAAACA/jye83Cuypio/s640/11898007525_jcvr9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;is a very&amp;nbsp;kind person.&amp;nbsp; She does not like to say ANYTHING unkind about anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She gives great gifts... despite the&amp;nbsp;fact that she is a major tight-wad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She likes to bake- one of my favorites is chocolate cheesecake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is the most indecisive person I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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; She is&amp;nbsp;extremely creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4cmWFsh78E/TkRVcmvBc8I/AAAAAAAAACk/yXjRcGWLYgo/s1600/Scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4cmWFsh78E/TkRVcmvBc8I/AAAAAAAAACk/yXjRcGWLYgo/s400/Scan.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;gets obsessive about things (ballet, chocolate, accents, Europe, books, quotes, Les Miserables, just to name a few).&amp;nbsp; We laugh saying that she could go an entire day speaking only in quotes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She really likes chocolate.&amp;nbsp; When my mom walks in from grocery shopping, her first question is "did you buy any chocolate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She cries about e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.&amp;nbsp;She cries when she is happy,&amp;nbsp;she cries&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp; she is&amp;nbsp;sad. She&amp;nbsp;cries when she is frustrated, and she cries when she is mad. She said that if there was a pill that&amp;nbsp;she could take to make&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;not cry, she would take it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She is an amazing driver... that's all I am going to&amp;nbsp;say.&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPwDPJKwN7E/TkP_zGdp2OI/AAAAAAAAACE/g2xDCePhHXU/s1600/13366269817_DhGVz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPwDPJKwN7E/TkP_zGdp2OI/AAAAAAAAACE/g2xDCePhHXU/s640/13366269817_DhGVz.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a beautiful dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She entertains us daily with her attempts&amp;nbsp;at playing "Les Miserables" songs on the piano. It is indeed miserable.&lt;br /&gt;She humours us with her daily attempts at accents- particularly her British accent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When it comes to swimming, she is a good diver. &lt;br /&gt;She is a dreamer.&amp;nbsp; She is very soft-spoken.&amp;nbsp; She is a hard worker, always striving for excellence.&lt;br /&gt;If you look through her ballet bag, you will find a spare big toe-nail in a plastic bag.. we call it her prosthetic toenail.&amp;nbsp; She lost it dancing en pointe and she had to bandaid it back on before the new nail grew in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; forgetful, but she is quick to remind&amp;nbsp;us that she &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;remember important things.&lt;br /&gt;Even though she is extremely careful with her money (as in not spending it), you will find it laying around the house, along with various other things of hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJshLevsyV4/TkRWAEg8WXI/AAAAAAAAACo/MOsDZ_z-dHc/s1600/165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJshLevsyV4/TkRWAEg8WXI/AAAAAAAAACo/MOsDZ_z-dHc/s400/165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She brushes her teeth ferociously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She walks like a ballerina (aka- duck)... and she's proud of it, go figure. ;)&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;desperately wants to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If something is difficult she thinks she has to do it.&amp;nbsp; She started running when we lived in south Georgia and would run in 100+ degree weather.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She had an enormous amount of hair when she was born... she still does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She hates the fact that people sometimes&amp;nbsp;think that I am older than her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She likes to point out that she is the&amp;nbsp;guinea pig of the family. &lt;br /&gt;She and I have shared a room since we were very little. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is a stickler for traditions.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks my south Georgia accent is excellent, although she really dislikes it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She loves beautiful things-- music, home decor, old things, clothes/aprons, flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She and I love to sing together... except when I try to harmonize and it doesn't come out quite right- then she gets annoyed and stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8Hl3sNuz10/TkQAz7VB21I/AAAAAAAAACc/hwll8Apwwe8/s1600/14920671461_cML37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8Hl3sNuz10/TkQAz7VB21I/AAAAAAAAACc/hwll8Apwwe8/s640/14920671461_cML37.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a beautiful girl, and I am so happy to have her as my sister. God has been working so much in her life and it is very evident.&amp;nbsp;She follows hard after the heart of God.&amp;nbsp; She is&amp;nbsp;willing to let&amp;nbsp;Him use her in whatever way He wants to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-878519277893010545?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/878519277893010545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-about-my-little-big-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/878519277893010545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/878519277893010545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-about-my-little-big-sister.html' title='All about my Little, Big Sister'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Dy6AYpOL0/TkP_kSj-a3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/mAsLRk-V-FM/s72-c/14817680605_S9LPJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-8271676794377141881</id><published>2011-08-10T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T10:07:41.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Little Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nJ8oNaT5Qo/TkKoOW-A-_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5PLulxA246o/s1600/14961190884_7ZKbF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nJ8oNaT5Qo/TkKoOW-A-_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5PLulxA246o/s320/14961190884_7ZKbF.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lydia Caroline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's my best friend, room mate, and critic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has a great sense of humor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it comes to teasing she can dish it out but she can't take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is very creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She reads my mom's news feed on Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention that she's really nosy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's great at putting outfits together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She adores babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't like animals, especially dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She sings in the shower...everyone in the house can hear her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I won't say what she thinks about boys because she'd slug me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She took ballet for seven years then switched to piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't always share her emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a great care giver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She LOVES watermelon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is a procrastinator but when she finally gets around to doing a job she does it with excellence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She despises math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we have to peel her away from the computer screen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I could see her having a lot of children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She makes fun of my driving ability&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She makes fun of my brownies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a very opinionated person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She and I have spent many nights watching Road to Avonlea together on her little DVD player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's three and a half inches taller than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she thinks its really great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People think that she's older-I clarify it for them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We make it a point never to go to bed mad at each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're similar in a lot of ways and totally different in others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She requires a lot of sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's bossy to me, I guess she's paying me back for all the years I bossed her around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has a quick wit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I want to shake her with frustration, sometimes she wants to shake me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She can seem shy if you don't know her well but once you do she's VERY outgoing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She takes a lot of self portraits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She stalks blogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She hates to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She chews bubble gum for days (she saves it for later) it's disgusting :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At one point she had five blogs going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She gets to do things a lot sooner than I did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's great at impersonations! She does a MEAN south Georgia accent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She makes me laugh so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a manipulator!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She drove for the first time a few weeks ago on our friends farm. I was in the back of the pickup truck and she almost sent me sailing through the back window a time or two. :) She did a great job for a first timer though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's very kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she gives a compliment I know she means it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we play&amp;nbsp;a game if she's losing she sometimes resorts to cheating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she's playing spoons she sometimes resorts to clawing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She likes to add her two cents worth :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's my dear friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God has really been working in her life! I look forward to seeing what He has in store for her, she's special to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She told me she had to proof read this before I can post it. I hope she approves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-8271676794377141881?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/8271676794377141881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-big-little-sister.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/8271676794377141881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/8271676794377141881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-big-little-sister.html' title='My Big Little Sister'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nJ8oNaT5Qo/TkKoOW-A-_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5PLulxA246o/s72-c/14961190884_7ZKbF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-4679934764617150422</id><published>2011-08-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:51:31.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel Baldwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hQwGzzcOCw/TkHXxxwoh1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZEWIppCO0W4/s1600/14526092672_9t2g7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hQwGzzcOCw/TkHXxxwoh1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZEWIppCO0W4/s640/14526092672_9t2g7.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabe is the oldest of the boys, he has a lot of oldest child characteristics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a hard worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves Man vs. Wild and Survivor Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He and&amp;nbsp;I have an ongoing debate on whether baseball or ballet is harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's very kind and considerate and he's a lot of fun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it comes to clothes, comfort is his top priority...I try to get him to branch out. Sometimes he likes that and sometimes he doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves baseball, hiking, and camping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can do&amp;nbsp;twenty pushpups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's great at making things and figuring out how things work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He hates chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a grouch when he doesn't get enough sleep :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes country music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't like ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a big Braves baseball fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't say what he thinks about girls because he asked me not to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's going to be a middle schooler this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes war movies, especially The Patriot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's not a huge sweet eater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He keeps Titus from getting too swell headed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's the slow and steady type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's honorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a gentleman in&amp;nbsp;every sense of the word. And I mean that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-4679934764617150422?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/4679934764617150422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/gabriel-baldwin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4679934764617150422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/4679934764617150422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/gabriel-baldwin.html' title='Gabriel Baldwin'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hQwGzzcOCw/TkHXxxwoh1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZEWIppCO0W4/s72-c/14526092672_9t2g7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-8659419058425139262</id><published>2011-08-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:08:09.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus Hudson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzQStC4rBHU/TkFCnRxF4jI/AAAAAAAAABw/GZoWENP9dsU/s1600/13968648123_DjxJS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzQStC4rBHU/TkFCnRxF4jI/AAAAAAAAABw/GZoWENP9dsU/s400/13968648123_DjxJS.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Titus Hudson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿He has a great smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He eats constantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's very strong for his age, he's proud of it too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he gives me a hug I feel like I'm being tackled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's named after the biblical Titus and the missionary Hudson Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He thinks girls are nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can't sit still for very long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wants to cut the grass but he's not quite big enough yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's LOUD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He lives life with PASSION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He acts like ballet is for&amp;nbsp;wimps but he loves to dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes Daniel Boone, Davy Crockett, and Tom and Jerry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to be gross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shock factor-that's what Titus likes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's never mean to me, he's just pesty! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has really dark brown eyes, they were almost black when he was a baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had WILD hair too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took him a while to learn how to talk, he was a man of few words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has a great laugh, it's LOUD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to buy gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's really growing in his walk with the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His name means "of the giants" somehow that seems to fit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is going to do great things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-8659419058425139262?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/8659419058425139262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/titus-hudson-he-has-great-smile-he-eats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/8659419058425139262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/8659419058425139262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/titus-hudson-he-has-great-smile-he-eats.html' title='Titus Hudson'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzQStC4rBHU/TkFCnRxF4jI/AAAAAAAAABw/GZoWENP9dsU/s72-c/13968648123_DjxJS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-1289694683787743023</id><published>2011-08-08T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:19:21.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Levi Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4JIoeOUV5s/TkA_cVmD0MI/AAAAAAAAABs/uvJIOIEQVN4/s1600/12680985269_qSg2F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4JIoeOUV5s/TkA_cVmD0MI/AAAAAAAAABs/uvJIOIEQVN4/s400/12680985269_qSg2F.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Levi's my youngest brother. Charming, clever, handsome...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;He has a bad temper&lt;br /&gt;He's a big teaser&lt;br /&gt;He loves to sing&lt;br /&gt;He gives me driving instructions&lt;br /&gt;He has a lisp :)&lt;br /&gt;He really likes celtic music&lt;br /&gt;He appreciates words of affirmation&lt;br /&gt;He has a guitar with two strings remaining. &lt;br /&gt;He's not very kind to our cat.&lt;br /&gt;He "accompanies" himself on the piano while he sings "Les Miserable" songs&lt;br /&gt;He likes girls (a lot)&lt;br /&gt;He learned to swim this summer&lt;br /&gt;His birth was the worst out&amp;nbsp;of all three I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;He is very charming. When he was very small he would ride in a backpack on my dad and sing "Amazing Grace" at the top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;He appreciates ballet. &lt;br /&gt;He loves sushi, coffee, and spaghetti &lt;br /&gt;For&amp;nbsp;about nine&amp;nbsp;months my mom, Lydia, and I couldn't leave the house without him going through the following&amp;nbsp;routine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're gorgeous, and pretty, and beautiful! I love you! And you're genteel, and I so adore you! You are my one heart, you are my one star, you are my one pink Georgia bulldog. GOODBYE!" (can you tell he has separation anxiety? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I have a lot in common, he wants to travel.&amp;nbsp;He and I are going to go to England together one day-he is absolutely sure of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-1289694683787743023?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/1289694683787743023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/levi-walker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1289694683787743023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/1289694683787743023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/levi-walker.html' title='Levi Walker'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4JIoeOUV5s/TkA_cVmD0MI/AAAAAAAAABs/uvJIOIEQVN4/s72-c/12680985269_qSg2F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-5682342765319897199</id><published>2011-08-03T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:05:34.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxuAtBkHiHI/Tjm2V8B0HLI/AAAAAAAAABo/ozv0ILHbTFo/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxuAtBkHiHI/Tjm2V8B0HLI/AAAAAAAAABo/ozv0ILHbTFo/s400/150.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Few Random Things About Lily Kate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time she sees a picture of herself she goes, "ME! ME!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves wearing something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't eat anything that's green (except for avacados)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves yogurt, cheese, and hummus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's being potty trained....she's had a couple accidents today. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves having her toenails painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost always has a ponytail "sprouting" out of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to sleeping she's a GREAT faker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I are exactly 14 years, 2 months, and 25 days apart in age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has many nicknames...Lady Katherine...Katie Bug...The Duchess...Baby Girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and my dad have a very special bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't use very many words but what she does say she says with great emotion. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a pink blanket known as "tag"...they are quite attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves sneaking chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having a little sister. She's my little dancer, my little buddy, my little friend. She has a very special place in my heart. I'm so glad God gave her to me. She turned two last month. I got to be at her birth which&amp;nbsp;was a really great experience. I was hoping she would have black hair...she had no hair. But that's okay! She looks a lot like I did at her age, minus the hair. She's quite a personality, she has her own ideas about things.&amp;nbsp;It's so much fun seeing her discover new things. She really loves music and dance, and&amp;nbsp;pretty things. When she spots something&amp;nbsp;nice she yells, "bobo!" meaning "beautiful!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-5682342765319897199?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/5682342765319897199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-sister.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5682342765319897199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/5682342765319897199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to leap&lt;br /&gt;Out of my boat on the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to go&lt;br /&gt;Preach to a lost world that Jesus saves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go, but I cannot go alone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;But the power of Chrst in me makes me stong&lt;br /&gt;Makes me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when Im weak, You make me strong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm blind you shine Your ligt on me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never get by living on my own ability&lt;br /&gt;How refreshing to know You don't need me&lt;br /&gt;How amazing to find that You want me&lt;br /&gt;So I'll sand on Your Truth, and I'll fight with Your strength&lt;br /&gt;Until You bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to run&lt;br /&gt;And carry Your light into foreign land&lt;br /&gt;If You ask me to fight&lt;br /&gt;Deliver Your people from satan's hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go, but I cannot go alone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;But the power of Christ in me makes me strong&lt;br /&gt;Makes me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm weak, You make me strong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm blind You shine Your light on me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never get by living on my own ability&lt;br /&gt;How refreshing to know You don't need me&lt;br /&gt;How amazing to find that You want me&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stand on Your Truth, and I'll fight with Your strength&lt;br /&gt;Until You bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me&lt;br /&gt;The power of Christ in me&lt;br /&gt;The power of Christ in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-6116279997071717363?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EhygM116OuM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-2661578540620276141</id><published>2011-07-16T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T16:56:02.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VE47aUZ0uqk/Th8V4xgdXCI/AAAAAAAAABM/GXQxmAU-zWw/s1600/15205629087_gHkbP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VE47aUZ0uqk/Th8V4xgdXCI/AAAAAAAAABM/GXQxmAU-zWw/s320/15205629087_gHkbP.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was five years old my mom asked me if I wanted to ask Jesus to come into my heart and give me salvation. I prayed&amp;nbsp;for Jesus to save me from my sin and then I was baptized. I understood that I was a sinner and that Jesus died on the cross to save me and that I couldn't get to heaven without Him. I understood it as well as a five year old little girl could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned more about God as&amp;nbsp;I got older. But I also did some stuff that I'm not proud of. I didn't feel conviction over it at the time, I just did it.&lt;br /&gt;When I was ten years old I became really convicted. It wasn't from a sermon, a book, conversation or anything like that. I simply believe it was the&amp;nbsp;Holy Spirit. The guilt I felt from my sin really gripped me.&amp;nbsp;I had anguish. I had a hard time thinking of anything else but my sin. Even though I was only ten I knew&amp;nbsp;it was displeasing to God. I asked for forgivness. I told my mom everything, that was the first time I had a "spill your guts"conversation, I've had many more since then! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning I&amp;nbsp;was in tears. My mom found me and asked what was wrong. I explained what I had done and I asked her to forgive me. She did and she told me that God would forgive me too. When I asked&amp;nbsp;for His forgiveness&amp;nbsp;I felt a sense of peace that I can honestly say was the best feeling I've ever experienced. I just felt God's love in a way that I had never felt before. I felt true joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time I went through a lot of changes...preadolesence. It was a really difficult time. But it was then that I believe I was regenerated, that my faith became my own and not just knowledge that I had been taught. These were beliefs that I believed not because my parents told me they were true but because I truly believed that they were. I had a lot of questions concerning the basis of Christianity. Was God real? Was I really saved? Was I going to heaven when I died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough. But it was a big growing experience for me. He answered my questions through His word and through a lot of talks with my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once when I was questioning whether God&amp;nbsp;truly was real. I read a chapter in Psalms that I place my full faith in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my refuge and strength&lt;br /&gt;A very present help in trouble&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we will not fear&lt;br /&gt;Even though the earth be removed&lt;br /&gt;And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the waters roar and be troubled&lt;br /&gt;Though the mountains shake with its swelling&lt;br /&gt;Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river whose streams shall make glad the city of God&lt;br /&gt;The Holy place of the tabernacle of the Most High&lt;br /&gt;God is in the midst of her,&lt;br /&gt;She shall not be moved&lt;br /&gt;God shall help her&lt;br /&gt;Just at the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nations raged&lt;br /&gt;The kingdoms were moved&lt;br /&gt;He uttered His voice&lt;br /&gt;The earth melted&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of Hosts is with us&lt;br /&gt;The God of Jacob is our refuge&lt;br /&gt;Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, behold the works of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Who has made&amp;nbsp;desolations in the earth&lt;br /&gt;He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth&lt;br /&gt;He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two&lt;br /&gt;He burns the chariot in the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be still and know that I am God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be exalted in the heavens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be exalted in the earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord of Hosts is with us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The God of Jacob is our refuge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be still and know that I AM GOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's one of my favorite verses, one of my favorite lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time the Holy Spirit really gave me regeneration. How do I know? Because before that I didn't have conviction when I sinned. I didn't feel sorry for it. I felt sorry that I had been found out. But&amp;nbsp;the sin that had been so attractive now became disgusting to me. I couldn't stand it. I felt very ashamed of it. But Christ redeemed me. I'm clothed in His righteousness. I'm so thankful. It's nothing that I've done. We're helpless on our own.&amp;nbsp;But now my past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times when the "old man has risen up within me." I've sinned, I've been selfish, prideful, full of the flesh but He always convicts me. He shows me my sins and when I confess He forgives. Through Him we have victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was&amp;nbsp;a major turning point in my life. &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;When I was fifteen I heard a sermon on sharing&amp;nbsp;your testimony. I started to think about my own. I began to&amp;nbsp;wonder whether or not my baptism at five was genuine. I didn't feel conviction of my sins when I was five. I was&amp;nbsp;a very little girl&amp;nbsp;at the time! :) I wanted to nail it down. I had really faught and stuggled with it before and I felt that God wanted me to do it. Not because I had just become a Christian but because&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;begun to &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt; like a Christian.&amp;nbsp;For a month I deliberated on whether or not to be baptized again. Not because baptism saves you, baptism is only an outward&amp;nbsp;symbol of what God has done in your life; that you've given your life to Him. &lt;br /&gt;I finally decided that I would. I was scared. But I did it because I wanted to obey what I truly felt God was&amp;nbsp;telling me to do. When I finally gave it over to God I felt peace about it. It was hard. When I was baptized I wore my "Do Hard Things" shirt ecause it was one of the hardest things I've ever done! I don't like being up in front of lots and lots of people unless I'm doing ballet. Weird but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved from Georgia to a new state and a new church. This was really different from what I had been used to. I learned about true surrender of&amp;nbsp; life. To be poured out for God. To tell you the truth it scared me a bit! :) What was God going to want me to do? I think I was most scared of giving up my dreams and goals. I'm a very goal oriented person. I set a goal for myself and I do everything in my power to reach it. My dream had been to be a dancer. I wanted to start a ballet company and travel. Farfetched I know but that's what I dreamed of. I also had fears of having to do things that would cause me to be humiliated. God's really changed my heart on that. As Christians we're &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to do things that others might think are strange. And sometimes the real Christian life appears strange to other "Christians." If we live like true Christians we WILL have people call us fools. &lt;br /&gt;But in the words of Brother Andrew,&amp;nbsp;"I am a fool for Christ, whose fool are you?" Who cares what people think? Live for an audiance of One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you mean,&lt;br /&gt;Mean what you say,&lt;br /&gt;Those who mind don't matter&lt;br /&gt;And those who matter don't mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&amp;nbsp;God&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;began to change me. I read "Radical" by David Platt and "Crazy Love" by Francis Chan. It shed some light on what I had been thinking about. Our church has played a major part in my change of heart. I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to live sold out for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I hadn't truly surrendered my life to the Lord. I still held on to my passions, my pursuits, dreams, and goals. I was scared to let go of them. Up to that point my focus was on becoming a professional dancer. I worked for hours. I lost toe nails and almost suffered heat stroke! :D All for that goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to give them to the Lord. I think that in the back of my mind I had been thinking, "Is this really all I'm going to live for? Dance is a very small thing to spend your life on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the realization that the life well lived isn't about&amp;nbsp;having fame. It's about living to glorify God in everything you say, do, and think. Its about winning souls for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've surrendered it all to Jesus Christ my Lord. He has everything that I need. If He wishes me to be a dancer so be it. If not He has something much greater in store. He has my life. When I'm scared He'll give me courage and when I'm weak He'll give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my journey so far, that's how I became a Christian. It's not one of those thrilling testimones but I like what Alex and Brett Harris have to say on the subject of becoming a Christian at a young age, "God saved us from a life of sex, drugs, and violence at the age of six." God has all different ways of leading His children to Him. We all have sinned and we all are in desperate need of Him no matter our age and no matter what we've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my heros is John Newton, the author of my all time favorite song,&amp;nbsp;"Amazing Grace". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I know is that I am a great sinner and that Christ is a great Saviour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a process for me. Right now&amp;nbsp;God's been teaching me about the Holy Spirit. About taking every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. About being a witness in a secular enviornment. Showing me how to trust Him and step out in faith--even when it's totally out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought long and hard about a blog name. My mom suggested Learning2Surrender. I liked it so that's what I used. Since I created the blog back at the beginning of the year I've learned so much. God has been teaching some lessons, some have been pretty hard to learn! :) So I've really had to make a conscious effort to surrender &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; to Him. Its not always a one time lay it down and it's no longer a problem. Some things you have to work on letting go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want&amp;nbsp;to spend each and everyday learning to surrender. It's been a process, it still is, but it's an adventure and I can't wait to find out what happens next. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-2661578540620276141?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/2661578540620276141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/07/learning-to-surrender.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2661578540620276141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2661578540620276141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/07/learning-to-surrender.html' title='Learning to Surrender'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VE47aUZ0uqk/Th8V4xgdXCI/AAAAAAAAABM/GXQxmAU-zWw/s72-c/15205629087_gHkbP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3326996437932885595.post-2735220477283969655</id><published>2011-06-21T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:47:50.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Learning2Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the opening of my new chapter in the wonderful world of blogging. For the last three years of my life you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.athismercyseat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amazed By Grace&lt;/a&gt;. I've had this new blog in the works since the beginning of this year but its finally ready. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Abigail, I'm a Christian, a follower of Jesus Christ. I want my life to be completely His. I don't want to hold anything back, I surrender it all to Him. I will follower Him wherever He leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two great parents, Scott and &lt;a href="http://aretheyallyours.xanga.com/"&gt;Kellie&lt;/a&gt;, two sisters, &lt;a href="http://www.discoveringsomethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lydia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Lily Kate, and three brothers, Gabriel, Titus, and Levi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every experience God gives you, every person He puts in your life is preparation for the future that only He can see." ~Corrie Ten Boom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3326996437932885595-2735220477283969655?l=imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/feeds/2735220477283969655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-to-learning2surrender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2735220477283969655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3326996437932885595/posts/default/2735220477283969655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imlearning2surrender.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-to-learning2surrender.html' title='Welcome to Learning2Surrender'/><author><name>learning2surrender</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12600179402055026858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAz-QuvWek/TefWdOAqZxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kku0LokNmaw/s220/165.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
