<?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-7568959818600234315</id><updated>2012-01-22T01:30:40.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-595445226054099027</id><published>2008-06-11T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:21:58.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SE_63T4ePbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pSagrfFu0Sw/s1600-h/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210659122027838898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SE_63T4ePbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pSagrfFu0Sw/s320/daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The invitation has been on the fridge for over a month. You ironed a shirt to wear, found the recipe for the cookies you want to take, and wrote to two faraway penpals about this party you're looking forward to. Then you wake up with a sore throat and you have to stay home... don't you hate that?..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Bethany Notgrass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just recently, my sister and I planned on going to some friends' house to help bake some goodies for the baby shower (being thrown for our mothers) the next day, and speding the night there so that we could get up early and set up for the shower. But the night before, my throat started hurting. I came down with a cold and couldn't go help bake. So my sister went without me. (Thank God I was well enought the next day to go to the baby shower!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I had planned was a trip with my grandma to pick up my cousin. While we were there, we were going to go to a mall and spend the night at a fancy hotel. Then, as it turns out, the days got mixed up, and they were leaving a day earlier than we thought, the day of the baby shower. My sister and I were really disappointed. It may seem small when looking back on it, but at the time... how could that happen?! We really were excited about this. And we were hoping that we could meet our friend at the mall while we were up there (Cherise). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt like yelling,"God, what are yo-" You stop yourself. You remind yourself over and over that he really does know what he's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes he might change even bigger things, too.  All that time, you wanted something so badly, you can almost, almost tase it. Then - wham - "ouch!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's so hard to avoid trying to fit God into your plans, rather than fitting our plan into God's"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Bethany Notgrass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-595445226054099027?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/595445226054099027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=595445226054099027' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/595445226054099027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/595445226054099027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/06/changing-of-plans.html' title='A Change of Plans'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SE_63T4ePbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pSagrfFu0Sw/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-5899360998700840829</id><published>2008-04-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:47:40.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LEV 19:22 With the ram of the guilt offering the priest is to make atonement for him before the LORD for the sin he has committed, and his sin will be forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  PS 32:1 Blessed is he&lt;br /&gt;  whose transgressions are forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;  whose sins are covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  PS 55:19 God, who is enthroned forever,&lt;br /&gt;  will hear them and afflict them--&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;men who never change their ways&lt;br /&gt;  and have no fear of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that no one's posted about this yet. Maybe they have and I just haven't seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But getting on point here.... I told you that I would put this on here, so I better do what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No one's perfect (though it's fun to pretend).  Sometimes we'll be doing one thing, and next thing you know.... "dang, I shouldn't have done that." Learning the hard way is...... hard. Take the last part of PS 55:19, "men who never change their ways and have no fear of God." It sounds like not fearing God and not changing go hand in hand. If a man doesn't fear God, he doesn't have a very good reason to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the last year, I have changed so much. I've realized a lot about what is sin and what is not. When you get to a certain age, it's easier for you to see and understand that what you've been doing is wrong. It comes with maturity usually. Of course, God does the work, but it's easier for you to understand and except when you're older. God knows when you're ready for the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mistakes I've made&lt;br /&gt;That caused pain&lt;br /&gt;I could have done without&lt;br /&gt;All my selfish thought&lt;br /&gt;All my pride&lt;br /&gt;The things I hide&lt;br /&gt;You have forgot about&lt;br /&gt;They're all behind you&lt;br /&gt;They'll never find you&lt;br /&gt;They're on the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;Your sins are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;They're on the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Of the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;My misdeeds&lt;br /&gt;All my greed&lt;br /&gt;All the things that haunt me now&lt;br /&gt;They're not a pretty sight to see&lt;br /&gt;But they're wiped away&lt;br /&gt;By a mighty, mighty wave&lt;br /&gt;A mighty, mighty wave&lt;br /&gt;Your sins are erased&lt;br /&gt;And they are no more&lt;br /&gt;They're out on the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;Take them away&lt;br /&gt;To return no more&lt;br /&gt;Take them away&lt;br /&gt;To the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;~Audio Adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-5899360998700840829?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/5899360998700840829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=5899360998700840829' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5899360998700840829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5899360998700840829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/04/lev-1922-with-ram-of-guilt-offering.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-721568882213066642</id><published>2008-02-19T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:23:14.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sorry, that other post is saved as draft. I will hopefully be putting it back soon, so we can continue our conversation.... OK?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-721568882213066642?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/721568882213066642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=721568882213066642' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/721568882213066642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/721568882213066642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-that-other-post-is-saved-as-draft.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-8880618310594138134</id><published>2008-02-06T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:53:14.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture anyone?</title><content type='html'>I need to read some more scripture. Got some good ones for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-8880618310594138134?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/8880618310594138134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=8880618310594138134' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/8880618310594138134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/8880618310594138134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/02/scripture-anyone.html' title='Scripture anyone?'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-2962797452325369545</id><published>2008-01-26T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T08:45:17.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very muchly meant to live...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder how people can be happy with their lives, not doing what they planned and dreamed.  Most kids my age have no idea what they're going to be doing when they're older, but I most certainly do. Have you ever wanted something so bad, that it's all you think about, dream about, and are trying to reach out and grasp it? That's what music is for me. It's a God-given gift, and I want to use it. It drives me crazy when the people around me think that I'm your average, and that I'll change my mind about what I want to do. I've already had a glimpse of what pursuing the path of music is like. It's a lot of work, but it definitely pays off.  What I want to do is bring people to God through music, and he is the only one who can help me with that. I want to show other people what music really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-2962797452325369545?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/2962797452325369545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=2962797452325369545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/2962797452325369545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/2962797452325369545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-muchly-meant-to-live.html' title='Very muchly meant to live...'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-1424980921623926045</id><published>2008-01-15T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:01:25.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Be Your Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed be your                      name&lt;br /&gt;                    In the land that is plentiful&lt;br /&gt;                    Where the streams of abundance flow&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed be your                      name&lt;br /&gt;                    When I'm found in the desert place&lt;br /&gt;                    Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every blessing                      you pour out,&lt;br /&gt;                    I turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;                    When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Still I will say...&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your glorious name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed be your                      name&lt;br /&gt;                    When the sun's shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;                    When the world's all as it should be&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed be your                      name&lt;br /&gt;                    On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;                    Though there's pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every blessing                      you pour out,&lt;br /&gt;                    I turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;                    When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Still I will say...&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;                    Blessed be your glorious name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;You give and take                      away&lt;br /&gt;                    You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;                    My heart will choose to say&lt;br /&gt;                    Lord, Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been listening to this song over and over and just wanted to share it with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-1424980921623926045?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/1424980921623926045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=1424980921623926045' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/1424980921623926045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/1424980921623926045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/01/blessed-be-your-name.html' title='Blessed Be Your Name'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-7922495406409739036</id><published>2008-01-12T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:09:09.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed... blessed... blessings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so blessed right now. I AM so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-7922495406409739036?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/7922495406409739036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=7922495406409739036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/7922495406409739036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/7922495406409739036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2008/01/blessed-blessed-blessings.html' title='Blessed... blessed... blessings!'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-4904995466785015287</id><published>2007-11-12T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:44:55.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hebrews 13:16  (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;And do not forget to do good and share with others, for such with sacrifices God is pleased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-4904995466785015287?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/4904995466785015287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=4904995466785015287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/4904995466785015287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/4904995466785015287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/11/hebrews-1316-niv-and-do-not-forget-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-1715782166155200655</id><published>2007-10-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:04:03.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dare You To Move&lt;/strong&gt; ~Switchfoot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the planet&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to existence&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's hereEveryone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's watching you now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody waits for you now&lt;br /&gt;What happens next&lt;br /&gt;What happens next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moveI dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the fallout&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to resistance&lt;br /&gt;The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Between who you are and who you could be&lt;br /&gt;Between how it is and how it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe redemption has stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;br /&gt;Where can you run to escape from yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dying to be Alive ~&lt;/strong&gt;Hanson&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard you crying&lt;br /&gt;Somebody stole my soul&lt;br /&gt;How could I be dying&lt;br /&gt;I turned twenty five days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;just crying out&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me please&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around just thinking about&lt;br /&gt;The troubles that tommorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to be alive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to be alive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Let's not go through our lives&lt;br /&gt;without just dying to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you've touched&lt;br /&gt;The way you've touched them&lt;br /&gt;I hope they've touched you too&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in this life,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;What is false and what is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Just crying out&lt;br /&gt;Would somebody save me please&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around just thinking about&lt;br /&gt;The troubles that tommorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to be alive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to just survive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Lets not go through our lives&lt;br /&gt;without just dying to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;And we all come, tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strong&lt;br /&gt;We all return to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Another day gone, a day closer to fate&lt;br /&gt;And soon we'll find it's a little bit too late&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na-naNa Na Na-naNa Na Na-na NaNa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na-naNa Na Na-naNa Na Na-na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you see&lt;br /&gt;The way you see them&lt;br /&gt;Will never been seen again&lt;br /&gt;Let's go through life livin' on luck&lt;br /&gt;Betting ten thousand to ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Mistakes I've made in this life&lt;br /&gt;I can't say why or when&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that's strange is you only live once&lt;br /&gt;I'll never look back again Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to be alive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to just survive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Lets not go through our lives&lt;br /&gt;without just dying to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to be alive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to just survive, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Let's not go through our lives&lt;br /&gt;without just dying to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all come, tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strong&lt;br /&gt;We all return to the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the days to come you'll say why did I wait&lt;br /&gt;You can't just leave your life up to fate&lt;br /&gt;You got to turn it around before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars&lt;/strong&gt; ~Switchfoot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've been the problem&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;But even when I turn it off and blame myself&lt;br /&gt; The outcome feels the same&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking maybe I've been partly cloudy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the chance of rain&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm overcast&lt;br /&gt;And maybe all my luck's washed down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking 'bout everyone&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, you look so lonely&lt;br /&gt;But when I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I see someone else&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars, the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars looking at a planet watching entropy and pain&lt;br /&gt;And maybe start to wonder how&lt;br /&gt;The chaos in our lives could pass as sane&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking of the meaning of resistance&lt;br /&gt;Of a world beyond my own&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly the infinite and penitent&lt;br /&gt;Began to look like home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone everyone you feel so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, yeah, everyone you feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself&lt;br /&gt;when I look at the stars, the stars&lt;br /&gt;I see someone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-1715782166155200655?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/1715782166155200655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=1715782166155200655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/1715782166155200655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/1715782166155200655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/10/lyrics.html' title='lyrics'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-2036456042827997654</id><published>2007-10-14T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:38:18.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thanks! Thank you. I really appreciate it. Thank you very much. It was really nice of you.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you so much. I want you to know how much I appreciate it. I am so grateful... There are many ways to say it... It's a good thing that there are so many ways to say thank you, because words of thanks are some of the most important that ever come through our lips. Three-year-olds should say it. Eighty-three year olds should say it. I should say it. You should say it. We should say it to people we live with, to casual acquaintances, to lifelong friends, and to people that we never expect to see again..." -Bethany Notgrass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever thought about how much we say it? You know that your mom never HAD TO pay to get you piano lessons. Your sister never HAD TO give you back your watch. Your great aunt never HAD TO send you that package... But yet, they do it anyway.God never HAD TO give you anything. Yet, he does.We are all sinners and we don't deserve all the things we have, but yet he gives them to us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And what about accomplishments?&lt;/strong&gt; We've been able to do cool things because (reaching around as far as necessary to pat ourselves on the back) we have worked hard or sacrificed, right? Well, sorry; wrong. That is definitely not the whole story. We can't forget the other people who are behind what we have been able to do. What about the mom who gave up the comforts to pay for piano lessons, and is not the one being applauded? What about the person who first showed you what it means to serve? Is she forgotten when someone compliments you on your wonderful attitude?..."-Bethany Notgrass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gratitude by Nichole Nordeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Send some rain, would you send some rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Would you send a cloud, thunder long and loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surely you can see that we are thirsty and afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But maybe not, not today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe you'll provide in other ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We'll give thanks to You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For lessons learned in how to thirst for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How to bless the very sun that warms our face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you never send us rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daily bread, give us daily bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bless our bodies, keep our children fed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wrap us upAnd warm us through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.Or maybe not, not today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe you'll provide in other ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We'll give thanks to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A lesson learned in how to hunger after you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That a starry sky offers a better view if no roof is overhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if we never taste that bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, the differences that often are between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything we want and what we really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Move our hearts to hear a single beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Between alibis and enemies tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or maybe not, not today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peace might be another world away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We'll give thanks to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For lessons learned in how to trust in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That we are blessed beyond our wildest dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In abundance or in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if you never grant us peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But Jesus, would you please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note: This was posted on 4gratitude awhile back, only I've made a few changes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-2036456042827997654?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/2036456042827997654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=2036456042827997654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/2036456042827997654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/2036456042827997654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/10/real-gratitude_14.html' title='Real Gratitude'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-5431819917204456525</id><published>2007-10-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T16:28:52.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Statement Of Faith</title><content type='html'>We believe: The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. (Psalms 111:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one God eternally existent, Yahweh, and one mediator between God and man, Yahshua the Messiah (Jesus the Christ). That Yahshua is God's only begotten son, who is the foundation of the kingdom of God and that all authority in heaven and up on Earth is given to Him. That Yahshua was conceived by the Holy Spirit and was born of the Virgin Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Yahshua's sinless life, miracles, vicarious and atoning crucifixion and death through his shed blood. His entombment and bodily resurrection on the third day. His ascension into Heaven where He reigns at the right hand of God, the Father Almighty, and in Yahshua's return in power and glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man is created in the image of God, but is born with sinful nature. That because of sin, all mankind is in rebellion against God. That salvation of lost and sinful men, regeneration by the Holy Spirit is absolutely necessary. That man's only hope for redemption is through the atonement made by the Messiah. That salvation is by grace through faith and that faith without works is dead. In the present ministry of the Holy Spirit, by indwelling the Christian believer is enabled to live a more godly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe in the spiritual unity of all true believers in our Saviour and Lord, Yahshua the Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is our tool to be used to facilitate out thirst for knowledge that we may learn what we seek in earnest of our Creator, Savior, creation, history, and His Will. We accept its teachings as the final authority in all matters of faith and practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Since Jesus refrained from such labeling "Catholic,""Protestant,"" Baptist," etc in scripture in reference to his faith, our family has been unwilling to adhere to any particular label of Christian faith as well. And, since we believe that labels tend to inhibit spiritual growth, we prefer to remain "non-denominational."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-5431819917204456525?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/5431819917204456525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=5431819917204456525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5431819917204456525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5431819917204456525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-believe-fear-of-lord-is-beginning-of.html' title='Our Statement Of Faith'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-6175834429017623624</id><published>2007-10-14T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T16:23:19.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A BEAUTIFUL ANOLOGY!</title><content type='html'>A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists."&lt;br /&gt; "Why do you say that?" asked the customer.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn'texist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Wouldthere be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things."&lt;br /&gt; The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn'twant to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customerleft the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkept.The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!"&lt;br /&gt;"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did,there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but barbers DO exist! " answered the barber. " What happens is people do not come to me."&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! What happens, is people don't go to Him and do not look for Him.That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-6175834429017623624?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/6175834429017623624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=6175834429017623624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/6175834429017623624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/6175834429017623624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/10/beautiful-anology.html' title='A BEAUTIFUL ANOLOGY!'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-6136613616972617523</id><published>2007-09-30T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T07:39:43.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;James 1:17 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my wonderful family. My dad who provides for us. My mom who teaches us. My older sister who makes me laugh really hard. My brother who gives me hugs. My other brother who is, well, I don't know that I can put hime into words, but he is awesome. My baby sister who is so darn cute that "I could spit" (okay, they're all cute.) They are so great. Even when we don't quite get along. I love them. Another thing I'm very thankful for: that none of us are sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my animals. My dogs, cat, rabbits, chickens, fish, is there anything that I'm forgetting? Oh yeah, my brothers. haha. And I'm very thankful that we found Hamilton (my Holland Lop rabbit.) He's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;I thankful for the food on our table, the water from our faucet, the roof over our head.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my wonderful friends (hey, daisy, austin, ashley, beth, this is you guys!) And for all the fun we had this Summer. The berry fights, the "tramping," the music playing! And well, for daisy and austin, the blogging (thankful for the computer.) :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the plays that I will get to be in the year. I can't wait. And I'm thankful that hopefully my sister will teach tap this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my piano and my guitar. And I'm thankful that my new piano teacher isn't as terrible as I thought she woul be. I'm thankful for my guitar teacher, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-6136613616972617523?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/6136613616972617523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=6136613616972617523' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/6136613616972617523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/6136613616972617523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thankful.html' title='I&apos;m thankful'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-4703903131466717506</id><published>2007-09-14T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:55:24.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faust Midas and Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWITCHFOOT LYRICS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Faust, Midas, And Myself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one's about a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How an old man tracked me home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And stepped inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He put his foot inside the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And gave a crooked smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something in his eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something in his laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something in his voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That made my skin crawl off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said, "I've seen you here before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You could have your pick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of pretty things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You could have it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything you've seen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything you'll need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything you've ever had in fantasies."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You've one life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've one life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've one life left to lead."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up from my dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a golden man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a girl I've never seen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With golden skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I jumped up to my feet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She asked me what was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I began to scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think this is me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this just a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or really happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm splitting up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm splitting up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my personal disaffection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked outside the glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At golden shores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Golden ships and masts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With golden cords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As my reflection passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hated what I saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My golden eyes were dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a thought passed through my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A heart that is made of gold can't really beat at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to wake up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without a touch of gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What direction? Death or action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life begins at the intersection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up as before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the gold was gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wife was at the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With her night robe on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart beat once or twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And life flooded my veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything had changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My lungs had found their voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what was once routine was now the perfect joy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've one life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've one life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One life left to lead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's what I found about Faust: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faust (&lt;a title="German language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_language"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; for "&lt;a title="Fist" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fist"&gt;fist&lt;/a&gt;") or Faustus (&lt;a title="Latin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt; for "auspicious" or "lucky") is the protagonist of a classic &lt;a title="Germany" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germany"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Legend" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legend"&gt;legend&lt;/a&gt; in which a medieval scholar makes a &lt;a title="Pact with the Devil" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pact_with_the_Devil"&gt;pact with the Devil&lt;/a&gt;. The tale is the basis for many literary, artistic, cinematic, and musical works, such as those by &lt;a title="Christopher Marlowe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Marlowe"&gt;Christopher Marlowe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Goethe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goethe"&gt;Goethe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Thomas Mann" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Mann"&gt;Thomas Mann&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Hector Berlioz" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hector_Berlioz"&gt;Hector Berlioz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Franz Liszt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franz_Liszt"&gt;Franz Liszt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Oscar Wilde" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Wilde"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Charles Gounod" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Gounod"&gt;Charles Gounod&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The name "Faust" has come to stand for a &lt;a title="Charlatan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlatan"&gt;charlatan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Alchemy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alchemy"&gt;alchemist&lt;/a&gt; (some claim "&lt;a title="Astrologer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astrologer"&gt;astrologer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Necromancer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Necromancer"&gt;necromancer&lt;/a&gt;") whose pride and vanity lead to his doom. Similarly, the adjective "&lt;a title="Faustian" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faustian"&gt;faustian&lt;/a&gt;" has come to denote acts or constellations involving human &lt;a title="Hubris" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubris"&gt;hubris&lt;/a&gt; which lead eventually to doom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(-Wikipedia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7568959818600234315-4703903131466717506?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/4703903131466717506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=4703903131466717506' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/4703903131466717506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/4703903131466717506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/09/faust-midas-and-myself.html' title='Faust Midas and Myself'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568959818600234315.post-5366997505037546514</id><published>2007-09-04T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:17:33.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts 20:7-12</title><content type='html'>AC 20:7 On the first day of the week we came together to break bread. Paul spoke to the people and, because he intended to leave the next day, kept on talking until midnight. 8 There were many lamps in the upstairs room where we were meeting. 9 Seated in a window was a young man named Eutychus, who was sinking into a deep sleep as Paul talked on and on. When he was sound asleep, he fell to the ground from the third story and was picked up dead. 10 Paul went down, threw himself on the young man and put his arms around him. "Don't be alarmed," he said. "He's alive!" 11 Then he went upstairs again and broke bread and ate. After talking until daylight, he left. 12 The people took the young man home alive and were greatly comforted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568959818600234315-5366997505037546514?l=awakenusall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/feeds/5366997505037546514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568959818600234315&amp;postID=5366997505037546514' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5366997505037546514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568959818600234315/posts/default/5366997505037546514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakenusall.blogspot.com/2007/09/acts-207-12.html' title='Acts 20:7-12'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
