<?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-8599125512668466737</id><updated>2012-01-08T06:20:59.158-08:00</updated><category term='poem'/><category term='jon foreman'/><category term='southbound train'/><category term='Nicene Creed'/><category term='the call'/><category term='untitled'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='jars of clay'/><category term='take my hands'/><category term='this is home'/><category term='everyday sunday'/><category term='safe with you'/><category term='home'/><category term='by your side'/><category term='show you love'/><category term='gift of cool'/><category term='whatever'/><category term='newsboys'/><category 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circus'/><category term='lao tse'/><category term='awakening'/><category term='IOU'/><category term='burn in me'/><category term='munro'/><category term='in the middle'/><category term='nashville'/><category term='forever holy'/><category term='yours'/><category term='Susan Fitkin'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='charlie brown'/><category term='switchfoot'/><category term='runny babbit'/><category term='called beauty'/><category term='steven curtis chapman'/><category term='no matter what'/><category term='regina spektor'/><category term='Where You Belong'/><category term='jeremy camp'/><category term='prayer of the children'/><category term='the glorious unseen'/><title type='text'>Stuck in My Head</title><subtitle type='html'>...lyrics, quotes, or whatever comes to mind...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jars of clay'/><title type='text'>call.my.name</title><content type='html'>(Jars of Clay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go when you call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll run when you tell me where to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are desert walkers under shaded clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fire shows there’s more of you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let our idols fail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanity subside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We will see the beauty in our lives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Send me to the edge of the earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Show me what a life is worth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait in the darkest hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you will be a light on this road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lead me out to the ground I’ve never walked on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only to rely on you alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Father’s world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my listening ear&lt;br /&gt;My heart is still at home&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call my name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-3680035308137674695?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3680035308137674695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=3680035308137674695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3680035308137674695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3680035308137674695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/11/callmyname.html' title='call.my.name'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-8452044867215422813</id><published>2010-07-28T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:32:18.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some quotes, compiled from various locations</title><content type='html'>"There is no way for you to have too much trust in so good and so faithful a friend as Jesus Christ…" – Br. Lawrence&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Rob Bell's "Velvet Elvis" (I think):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A church is a community of people who are learning how to be certain kinds of people wherever they find themselves, so they can do whatever it is they do 'in the name of the Lord Jesus.' The goal isn't to bring everyone's work into the church; the goal is for the church to be these unique kinds of people who are transforming the places they live and work and play because they understand the whole earth is filled with the &lt;i&gt;kavod&lt;/i&gt; of God." (p.85)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Missions then is less about the transportation of God from one place to another and more about the identification of a God who is already there." (p.87)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-8452044867215422813?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8452044867215422813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=8452044867215422813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8452044867215422813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8452044867215422813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-quotes-compiled-from-various.html' title='Some quotes, compiled from various locations'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-1369438686599032289</id><published>2010-07-12T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:40:36.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Poem: untitled</title><content type='html'>Oh Father, I am so incomplete without you&lt;div&gt;You are the only one that can fill this hole in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that if I follow you and obey you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll stick with you and our ways will never part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long to follow you all of my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all your ways, in everything I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want people to see who's living in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let them see it's not me, it's you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else satisfies my longings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People think I'm odd because I follow God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't follow rules or regulations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I do it all to please my Heavenly Father, my God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-1369438686599032289?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1369438686599032289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1369438686599032289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a blank page of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to be filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a blank page of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to be filled by you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the only one that can fill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else, nothing else comes close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you to fill me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can follow you the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This page of my life is no longer blank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's being filled by you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else could ever complete me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only you, only you could fill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for completing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so grateful and indebted to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I do to repay you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't need anything, but I'll give you me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-2655957698774280889?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2655957698774280889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=2655957698774280889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2655957698774280889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2655957698774280889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/poem-blank-page.html' title='Poem: Blank Page'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-6993841666351399605</id><published>2010-07-12T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:28:22.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Poem: Lean on You</title><content type='html'>Written March 26, 2003&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will lean on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even during tough times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still follow you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tough times will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop them from coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But knowing that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be ready to lean on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the stronghold in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you so I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lean on you in tough times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-6993841666351399605?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6993841666351399605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=6993841666351399605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6993841666351399605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6993841666351399605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/poem-lean-on-you.html' title='Poem: Lean on You'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-5701056995638912193</id><published>2010-07-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:27:17.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Poem: Small Talk</title><content type='html'>Written Feb 23, 2003.  I have no idea of the context.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why all this small talk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about a true conversation, like we used to have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This all sucks, it must for you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss really talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why'd it come to an end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It fills the silent spaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish there was more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More substance, more of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of this meaningless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worthless small talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna talk about the weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or your grades or your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk with more substance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like we used to, before it ended&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why'd it come to an end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had it going, but then it all fell through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more of me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we have to work to get back the way it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that'll take a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-5701056995638912193?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5701056995638912193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=5701056995638912193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/5701056995638912193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/5701056995638912193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/07/poem-small-talk.html' title='Poem: Small Talk'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-1703140605416874901</id><published>2010-02-09T11:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:02:24.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicene Creed'/><title type='text'>Nicene Creed</title><content type='html'>During my Early Christianity course, I had to memorize and recite the Nicene Creed.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here in Kiev, whenever we partake of Communion, we read the Nicene Creed together and recite the Lord's Prayer.  Of course, both are in Russian, and the Nicene Creed we read omits the "and the Son" (filioque) clause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the version I memorized:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We believe in one God,&lt;br /&gt;the Father, the Almighty,&lt;br /&gt;maker of heaven and earth,&lt;br /&gt;of all that is, seen and unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;the only son of God,&lt;br /&gt;eternally begotten of the Father,&lt;br /&gt;God from God, Light from Light,&lt;br /&gt;true God from true God,&lt;br /&gt;begotten, not made,&lt;br /&gt;of one being with the Father.&lt;br /&gt;Through him all things were made.&lt;br /&gt;For us and for our salvation&lt;br /&gt;  he came down from heaven:&lt;br /&gt;by the power of the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;  he became incarnate from the Virgin Mary,&lt;br /&gt;  and was made man.&lt;br /&gt;For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate;&lt;br /&gt;he suffered death and was buried.&lt;br /&gt;On the third day he rose again&lt;br /&gt;  in accordance with the Scriptures;&lt;br /&gt;he ascended into heaven&lt;br /&gt;  and is seated at the right hand of the Father.&lt;br /&gt;He will come again in glory&lt;br /&gt;  to judge the living and the dead,&lt;br /&gt;  and his kingdom will have no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life,&lt;br /&gt;who proceeds from the Father [and the Son].&lt;br /&gt;With the Father and the Son&lt;br /&gt;  he is worshipped and glorified.&lt;br /&gt;He has spoken through the Prophets.&lt;br /&gt;We believe in one holy catholic and apostolic Church.&lt;br /&gt;We acknowledge one baptism for the forgiveness of sins.&lt;br /&gt;We look for the resurrection of the dead,&lt;br /&gt;and the life of the world to come. AMEN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-1703140605416874901?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1703140605416874901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1703140605416874901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1703140605416874901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1703140605416874901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/02/nicene-creed.html' title='Nicene Creed'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-1722467589667546292</id><published>2009-11-12T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:09:00.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to know and understand what God is doing in every circumstance. But to surrender is to let go, to cease striving, to trust — not because I can see what God is doing and it makes sense, but just because I trust Him. Let me repeat that. Surrender is trusting God in a situation not because we can see with our eyes that He is working all things to our good. It is trusting Him simply because He is who He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can follow and trust God when I can tell what He's doing. When I can see the good working out. When His character makes sense to me. But when I find myself in a situation where I'm blind, where I can't figure out the good, where everything is beyond me — then I'm in a position to surrender. At the same time, I'm in a position to deepen my relationship with God, as a child does who believes in his father, as a woman does who risks her whole heart to love a man.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;in the cross, where God displayed just &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; deeply He loves mankind — just how far He's willing to go to prove that we can trust Him. Surrender isn't foolish. It's casting ourselves on the one who loves us more than we love ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0002082.cfm&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/8599125512668466737-1722467589667546292?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1722467589667546292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1722467589667546292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1722467589667546292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1722467589667546292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-know-and-understand-what-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-1679527265434258324</id><published>2009-11-07T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:24:19.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skillet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safe with you'/><title type='text'>safe with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Learning inside&lt;br /&gt;I will be safe with you tonight &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cause the smile&lt;br /&gt;And the teardrops in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Locked inside your every movement&lt;br /&gt;Will I stand or will I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Trapped inside of your walls of glory&lt;br /&gt;I am just as the dead leaves fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe with you&lt;br /&gt;Safe with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chaos in my head&lt;br /&gt;The whole universe is at rest&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Is when I feel the best &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked inside your creative being&lt;br /&gt;Whirled about in your unfailing truth&lt;br /&gt;Attacked with power by ferocious love&lt;br /&gt;Salvation alone belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe with you&lt;br /&gt;Safe with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lifting up my voice&lt;br /&gt;To the God who really sees &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God who is consumed&lt;br /&gt;With loving thoughts of me&lt;br /&gt;The screaming winds&lt;br /&gt;And the crashing of the oceans&lt;br /&gt;Shifting sands and the changing of the seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As I stand in awe and wonder&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the world has prepared me for you! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Jesus, I'm safe with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-1679527265434258324?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1679527265434258324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1679527265434258324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1679527265434258324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1679527265434258324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/11/safe-with-you.html' title='safe with you'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-7685849737615047465</id><published>2009-10-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:32:56.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sara groves'/><title type='text'>wake me up</title><content type='html'>Dress down your pretty faith. &lt;b&gt;Give me something real. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out the thee and thou and speak to me now.&lt;br /&gt;Speak to my pain and confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speak through my fears and my pride.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am not perfect, but compare me to most,&lt;br /&gt;In a world of hurt and a world of anger I think I'm holding my own.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you said there is more to life.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I am not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;But there are mornings I wake up and I'm just thankful to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known now, for quite a while, that I am not whole.&lt;br /&gt;I've remembered the body and the mind,&lt;br /&gt;But dissected my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Now something inside is awakening,&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream I once had and forgot.&lt;br /&gt;And it's something I'm scared of&lt;br /&gt;And something I don't want to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up this morning and realized that Jesus is not a portait.&lt;br /&gt;Where stained glass windows or hymns or the tradition that surrounds us.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought it would be hard to believe in&lt;br /&gt;But it's not hard at all.&lt;br /&gt;To believe I've sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And He's not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom&lt;br /&gt;He's asking to take my place.&lt;br /&gt;To stand in the gap that I have formed&lt;br /&gt;With His real, and His sweet, and His real amazing grace.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just a sign or a sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a metaphor for love.&lt;br /&gt;The blood is real and it's not just a symbol of your faith.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So leave out the thee and thou and speak now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-7685849737615047465?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-2478125025132189190</id><published>2009-07-09T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:12:31.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downhere'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Repentence finds a way...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only His blood can heal our wounds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin is real, it doesn't feel, It always, only always, steals.&lt;br /&gt;Run to the cross the only joy that's real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-2478125025132189190?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2478125025132189190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=2478125025132189190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2478125025132189190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2478125025132189190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/repentence-finds-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-1855484406199292065</id><published>2009-07-08T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:28:09.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>ENC quotes</title><content type='html'>Here are some quotes from my time at ENC.  My friends and I had some pretty random conversations at meals...I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's response to finding out that Mr. Miyagi died... "He waxed off?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilary to Fishkill: "Watch yourself"&lt;br /&gt;Fishkill: "I can't--my eyes are in my head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: "Get that face off your fa-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Cassie's Xanga: "Jess totally "blindsided" Liv in the dugout, and down they went onto the floor. and that's how she says hello...don't get on her bad side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magon wrote this during freshman or sophomore year:&lt;br /&gt;ok this one's goin out to all my ENC peeps...&lt;br /&gt;to all my girls who dont need a keg and a hot guy to have a good time...&lt;br /&gt;to all those late night parties that consisted of nothing more than a big bowl of chocolate and a good chat in a 90 degree 2x4 room...&lt;br /&gt;to all those nights when getting off campus meant walking down to the playground and jumping off swings or skipping rocks in the ocean...&lt;br /&gt;from the meaning of the first snow storm of the season being snowball fights and snowmen, to walks around campus at 2am to watch the snow fall just because we could...&lt;br /&gt;from maxi pads on windows to "no pants o'clock" in skirts...&lt;br /&gt;from church services in the parlor cuz there's a storm outside, to all-nighters on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;to all of us, for having seen the road diverged and taking the one less traveled by, because without a doubt, it has made all the difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner conversation one night included some really big words, such as...&lt;br /&gt;*Szewcyc ("Sez-wick")--someone's last name&lt;br /&gt;*Oeprihschowr--I think this was someone's last name too.  Only I don't remember how to pronounce it.  Maybe it was something like "april shower".&lt;br /&gt;*Wilzynski--quite possibly also someone's last name&lt;br /&gt;*Supercalifragilisticexpialidocius.&lt;br /&gt;"Zolokapundreskafabunosrigenxintkeepinminbachjewquvy" is a word Shea came up with as he went along.  We've no idea what it means, but it does contain the phrase "Keep in min' " and the words Bach and Jew somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's attempt at pronouncing my last name: "Hagel-bocker"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~“that was so intense I feel like I’m going to throw up from awesomeness” Pearl&lt;br /&gt;~“If you work 6 hours a day, you have 20 hrs free” Ben&lt;br /&gt;~“You can be the h in ghetto” (since it's silent) Tim to Lori&lt;br /&gt;~“Flowers are bad.” Tim&lt;br /&gt;~“Those are not on command” Hilary&lt;br /&gt;~“What if I get dressed up?” Ben&lt;br /&gt;“What are you going to dress up as?” Bonnie&lt;br /&gt;~“I’m going to write the most difficult impossible piece of music EVER and have Dr Millican try to play it and have him EXPLODE!” Erin&lt;br /&gt;~“I’m trying not to be quoted here” Ben&lt;br /&gt;~“So I can kill two stones with one bird” Jess Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl: "....wake up dead...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "My cat's really sick and I don't know what's wrong."&lt;br /&gt;Erica: "Awww what's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "I don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It takes me too much concentration to eat a candy corn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "I'm going to the library to take over the ICU."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Don't you mean IRC?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading "The Princess and the Kiss" to Darlene and J.N....&lt;br /&gt;JN: "Wouldn't that ruin the wedding, if her heart burst?"&lt;br /&gt;JN: "I don't want it to tickle."&lt;br /&gt;me: "And they lived happily ever. ... After."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about turtles..."Why do your hands smell like animal?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-1855484406199292065?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1855484406199292065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1855484406199292065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1855484406199292065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1855484406199292065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/enc-quotes.html' title='ENC quotes'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-6673910795959238646</id><published>2009-07-08T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:06:22.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie brown'/><title type='text'>Peanuts quotes!</title><content type='html'>http://people.cs.uchicago.edu/~dinoj/peanuts.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lucy threatens Linus with a fist.)&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: These five fingers... individually, they're nothing. But when I curl them together like this into a single unit, they form a weapon that is terrible to behold!&lt;br /&gt;(Linus gives in. Quickly. And then talks to his fingers.)&lt;br /&gt;Linus: Why can't you guys get organized like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus: I was going to use this box of chocolate mix here, but I changed my mind... I didn't want to use it after what I read on the side...&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: What does it say on the side?&lt;br /&gt;Linus: It's full of ingredients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CB gets nailed during a ball game and lies dazed on the pitcher's mound.)&lt;br /&gt;Pattie: What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Linus: Charlie Brown got hit with a line drive!&lt;br /&gt;Pattie: Does anyone here know anything about first aid?&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: It's probably not serious. Second or third aid will do.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Linus: Here, run over to the drinking fountain and soak this handkerchief with cold water.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: You're kidding! With a head like Charlie Brown's you'll need a bed sheet!&lt;br /&gt;CB: I'm dying and all I hear is insults!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB: I'll tell you why English teachers go to college for four years. So they can make stupid little kids write stupid essarys on what they did all stupid summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus: We had a good time at school today. Our teacher took us on a field trip. We went out and we saw this great big field. It was a real field, and we saw it! We stood right there are we saw that field! [Note: the look on Linus' face does not indicate sarcasm.]&lt;br /&gt;CB: Do you think you'll be going on any more field trips?&lt;br /&gt;Linus: I doubt it. When you've seen one field, you've seen them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lots of snow about.]&lt;br /&gt;Snoopy: The only way to beat the cold weather is to hibernate. I will now settle down in my den and not come out until... suppertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lucy makes Linus some toast.]&lt;br /&gt;Linus: You gonna make some toast? How about putting in a slice for me?&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Here you are.&lt;br /&gt;Linus: Thank you very much. Hey! This is too light! It's hardly singed! Surely you don't expect me to eat raw toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Everywhere you go you seem to run into phonies! The people you think are sincere usually turn out not to be, and the people you think aren't sincere usually turn out to be sincere! The question is, how do you tell the phonies from the realies?&lt;br /&gt;CB: Realies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus: Life is peculiar. Wouldn't you like to have your life to live over if you knew what you know now?&lt;br /&gt;Sally: What do I know now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally: I worry about getting old... who wants to be nine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Have you ever seen an X-ray of a hiccup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoopy: I hate it when it snows on my french toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally: That was so exciting I never want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcie: I think the teacher is mad at you for not doing your homework. She says she may have to resort to castigation.&lt;br /&gt;Pattie: They can't do something to you if you don't know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB: Sometimes I lie awake at night and I ask "What is the meaning of life?" Then a voice comes to me that says "I before E except after C!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CB is behind a tree.]&lt;br /&gt;CB: Real love is standing behind a tree so you can see her when she leaves her house. Of course it can sometimes be embarassing. Like when you discover you've been standing on the wrong side of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Rerun, I head you're getting pretty good with your numbers. Let's have a little test. Tell me what you see. [She holds out three fingers.]&lt;br /&gt;Rerun: Fingers!&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Okay Rerun, let's work on our counting again. Now, how many fingers do you see? [She holds out four fingers.]&lt;br /&gt;Rerun: All but the thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also some on http://www.allgreatquotes.com/peanuts_quotes2.shtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB: In the book of life, the answers aren't in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB: Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoopy: Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves and then we have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-6673910795959238646?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6673910795959238646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=6673910795959238646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6673910795959238646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6673910795959238646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/peanuts-quotes.html' title='Peanuts quotes!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-8092051621617774182</id><published>2009-07-08T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:00:38.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bertha munro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IOU'/><title type='text'>IOU, by Bertha Munro</title><content type='html'>I owe you respect for your personality.  You too are that climax of God's creation, made in His likeness.  I owe you a right to your own opinion.  You may differ with me without fear that I shall raise a barrier between us if we do not see eye to eye.  We can disagree and still be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you belief in your integrity.  Since I do, I shall put the best possible construction on your actions.  I shall trust your words and deeds, even those I am unable to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you honest treatment; I shall not steal people's good opinion of you.  I shall voice the sort of comment on you and your actions that I should wish made on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you a "taking-off place."  Though I value your friendship, I shall not enslave your spirit nor bind you so closely to me that you will lose the wealth of other friendships, or even fail to develop your own best potentialities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you thoughtful consideration.  I will not steal your time when you are evidently busy, just because I happen to have some free time to "kill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you honest wages if I chance to be employer, honest work if I chance to be employed, honest measure and just weight in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you special help in time of special need:  my hand, my ear, my voice.  I owe you patience with what seems to me your stupidity or slowness.  I owe you the identification of Golden-Rule imagination.  I owe you "love unfeigned".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe it to you not to push you down in order to lift myself.  Rather, I owe you advancement to the limit of my ability.  I owe it to you to see you forge ahead of me without any reaction of envy or jealousy--even to give you a push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you a good example, a Christian testimony.  I owe you the gospel of Christ to the limit that I possess it.  I owe it to you to prove its power to the full, that God may challenge and encourage you by the sight of what He has done for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this I owe you, and much more.  I owe it to you not to fall behind with my payments.  I shall always owe the abounding love which will meet those unforeseen and unexpected demands of the emergency and will save me from "thou shalt" and "I must."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-8092051621617774182?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8092051621617774182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=8092051621617774182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8092051621617774182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8092051621617774182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/iou-by-bertha-munro.html' title='IOU, by Bertha Munro'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-6275002084842274698</id><published>2009-07-08T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:55:31.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat kearney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl america'/><title type='text'>"Girl America" by Mat Kearney</title><content type='html'>(taken from my Myspace blog)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my girl america is just a youth is this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her smile is more precious than the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sparkle of pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and though her age reads shes just a young girl&lt;br /&gt;the age behind her eyes show the pain that shes swirled&lt;br /&gt;through the hand thats been dealt though its quiet as kept&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;weight&lt;/span&gt; was all felt last night when she slept&lt;br /&gt;and as she crept into the dreams of the things of her past&lt;br /&gt;seems to have grown so fast, way beyond her own class&lt;br /&gt;though they're right there with her, her brothers and her sisters&lt;br /&gt;a natural born leader even when her peers diss her&lt;br /&gt;my girl, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shes at a crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, people praying for her&lt;br /&gt;some are preying on her- magazine ads, sex, drama&lt;br /&gt;smoking marijuana, longing for a father to call her daughter&lt;br /&gt;shes part of a generation &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;longing for reconciliation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this future that they're facing and this poison that they're tasting&lt;br /&gt;my girl, i know this love that you're chasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girl america's &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;crying &lt;/span&gt;when she's lying on her bed at night&lt;br /&gt;i can see that shes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; when she's dreaming for her freedom&lt;br /&gt;my girl america's dying while shes trying just to stop this fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't stop believing&lt;/span&gt;, my girl america&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys with hungry eyes have been beating her door&lt;br /&gt;telling her that's what she's for, trying to rob at her core&lt;br /&gt;then leave calling her a whore, but still she knows theres more&lt;br /&gt;i know she knows &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;theres more&lt;/span&gt; because there is a voice she can't ignore&lt;br /&gt;cause it was founded in the foundations, from the day of her creation&lt;br /&gt;in God we trust engraved on the treasures of her nation&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;the void that the boys cant fill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the tipping of the bottle or the popping of the pill&lt;br /&gt;but still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most of her friends don't care &lt;/span&gt;as they glare&lt;br /&gt;ready to drown down the tunnel as they frown down the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;they stumble and the tumble breaking down into rubble&lt;br /&gt;my girl america, stop can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not the circumstances that determine who you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;but how you deal with these problems and pains that come your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its for you that i pray with hope for a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;and so i say, your deliverance is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith like a child from your first birth&lt;br /&gt;you left it in the &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;dirt &lt;/span&gt;on your worst hurt&lt;br /&gt;and i see each tear and every scar&lt;br /&gt;the hands that have held you where you are&lt;br /&gt;and i can see we've strayed so far&lt;br /&gt;a king born under that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;morning star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a crown of thorns was placed to erase&lt;br /&gt;each tear thats touched your face&lt;br /&gt;and his &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;palms&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sides&lt;/span&gt; were pierced with spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he hung in love just to draw you near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my girl, out of this whole world&lt;br /&gt;cant you see this is where we started &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my friend:&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to hurt &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; much anymore.  The last part of this song is the most important.  Jesus "hung in love just to draw you near."  I love that part.  This whole Easter thing, that's what it's all about.  Jesus wants you to come to Him, and get him to heal all your hurts.  He will wrap His arms around you even when no one else will.  He will gladly heal your hurts, when you bring them to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else this world can offer will satisfy.  Oh sure, they will for a while, but there's more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your innocence as long as you can.  It is soooo important.  Don't believe what the world tells you.  That doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you hurt, or why you turn to other things.  But believe me, Jesus is the answer, as cliche as that sounds.&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to protect you from hurt, and from all these things that come your way, but I can't.  But what I can say is that when crazy things do come your way, turn to God and hide yourself in His love.  Trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;~me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/8599125512668466737-6275002084842274698?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6275002084842274698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=6275002084842274698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6275002084842274698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6275002084842274698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/girl-america-by-mat-kearney.html' title='&quot;Girl America&quot; by Mat Kearney'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-6624186603360751696</id><published>2009-07-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:22:03.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consecration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Fitkin'/><title type='text'>"My Consecration" (Fitkin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Willing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To take what Thou givest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To lack what Thou withholdest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To relinquish what Thou takest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To go where Thou commandest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be what Thou requirest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am, O Lord, wholly and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever Thine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-6624186603360751696?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6624186603360751696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=6624186603360751696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6624186603360751696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/6624186603360751696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-consecration-fitkin.html' title='&quot;My Consecration&quot; (Fitkin)'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-5166448293656586900</id><published>2009-07-01T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:19:11.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh how he loves us'/><title type='text'>love and light.</title><content type='html'>He is jealous for me&lt;br /&gt;Love's like a hurricane, I am a tree&lt;br /&gt;Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy&lt;br /&gt;When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory&lt;br /&gt;and I realize &lt;b&gt;just how beautiful You are and how great your affections are for me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how He loves us so&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how He loves us&lt;br /&gt;How He loves us so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, He loves us&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves us&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves us&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are His portion and He is our prize,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If grace is an ocean we're all sinking&lt;br /&gt;So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That he loves us,&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves us&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves us&lt;br /&gt;Woah, how He loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.krop.com/joshboston-4a24da588dce0.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 360px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God. (1 John)&lt;p&gt;God loves us so much.  And what's more, that means we should be proclaiming this love from the rooftops, to anyone and everyone, to know how amazing this love is.  Even when we mess up.  Even when we have doubts.  Even to the loveless.  Even when the world lets us down, God's love will never fail us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAT is truly amazing, truly good news to be shared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-5166448293656586900?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5166448293656586900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=5166448293656586900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/5166448293656586900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/5166448293656586900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-and-light.html' title='love and light.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-46154847156638394</id><published>2009-06-21T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:36:19.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"One sees clearly only with the heart.  Anything essential is invisible to the eyes." &lt;br /&gt;(the fox in The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupery)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-46154847156638394?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/46154847156638394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=46154847156638394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/46154847156638394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/46154847156638394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='home'/><title type='text'>where can I go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried to do handstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried to do headstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every time I fell on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah every time I fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried to do handstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But every time I fell for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let you go&lt;br /&gt;But you need to learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;You only have one life to try to find out&lt;br /&gt;What it means to be alive&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I guess they'll say I've grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know more than I wanted to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've said more than I wanted to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm heading home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, but I'm not so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That home is a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can still get to by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I suppose they'll say I should've known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or maybe I'm just feeling old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With no one to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm headed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, but I'm not so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That home is a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That will ever be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[When I was trying to listen to "Bruises", I had technical difficulties with the file, and this song was the one that played next on shuffle.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-3336332627794894035?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3336332627794894035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=3336332627794894035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3336332627794894035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3336332627794894035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-can-i-go.html' title='where can I go?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-756457447112690360</id><published>2009-05-08T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:50:36.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the glorious unseen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever holy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burn in me'/><title type='text'>...as I am...</title><content type='html'>How I long to be broken&lt;br /&gt;How I want to be near you&lt;br /&gt;How my heart skips beats when&lt;br /&gt;Your love accepts me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath of God&lt;br /&gt;Breathe on me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your hands&lt;br /&gt;Take my life&lt;br /&gt;This offering&lt;br /&gt;And use me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we offer to God to use us "wherever He wants"?  I know I say that a lot.  In reality, I am RIGHT HERE.  God can use me right here, in Quincy.  He can use me this summer in QAC or AAC.  I want to find some opportunities to get plugged in somewhere other than the church this summer.  However, as I think about that, I need to seize the opportunities given me each and every day.  Visiting old high school teachers.  Substitute teaching in the public schools.  Meeting people at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are opportune moments to share about God's love, and the hope that Christ brings.  Not just to live a life that is different from others', but to flavor my conversations with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God, grant me the strength to rest in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s just hard to believe the grace you pour out on me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m just starting to see how you’re working in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what makes my head spin – You’re forever holy.&lt;br /&gt;God of all creation pour your life into me.&lt;br /&gt;This is so overwhelming – You’re forever holy.&lt;br /&gt;God of my salvation clothe me in your glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-756457447112690360?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/756457447112690360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=756457447112690360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/756457447112690360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/756457447112690360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-i-am.html' title='...as I am...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-8328972993162984077</id><published>2009-04-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:09:14.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runny babbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shel silverstein'/><title type='text'>Runny Babbit poems by Shel Silverstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"Runny's Rig Bomance"&lt;br /&gt;Runny had a firlgriend,&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Sunny Bue.&lt;br /&gt;He called her nots of licknames,&lt;br /&gt;Like "Kitchy-Itchy-Koo."&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he called her "Boney-Hun"&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes "Dovey Lear,"&lt;br /&gt;But he only called her "Peety-Swie"&lt;br /&gt;When no one else could hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;"Runny’s Jig Bump" by Shel Silverstein&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Runny be quimble,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Runny be nick,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Runny cump over the jandlestick.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But now—what smells like furning bluff?&lt;br /&gt;Guess he didn’t hump jigh enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-8328972993162984077?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8328972993162984077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=8328972993162984077' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8328972993162984077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/8328972993162984077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2009/04/runny-babbit-poems-by-shel-silverstein.html' title='Runny Babbit poems by Shel Silverstein'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-2468994318062778216</id><published>2009-03-21T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:06:31.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lao tse'/><title type='text'>Good quotes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Go to the people. Learn from them, live with them. Love them. Start with what they know. Build on what they have. The best of leaders are those when the job is done, when the task is accomplished, the people will say, 'We have done it ourselves.' " (Lao Tse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out."&lt;br /&gt;"Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere." (both quotes from Fellowship of the Ring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Christian way is different...Christ says, 'Give me all. I don't want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want You...No half-measures are any good.' " (CS Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rendezvous book, day 18&lt;br /&gt;"We serve and minister because: We genuinely care about people; We see people as God sees them; We really love others; We want justice in our world; God's love for us must flow forth in love for others."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-2468994318062778216?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2468994318062778216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=2468994318062778216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2468994318062778216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat kearney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take it all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by your side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steven curtis chapman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenth avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever'/><title type='text'>past &amp; present &amp; future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;All the roads that lie before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All the struggles I go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every second I’m reminded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That it all belongs to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now I’m ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To give it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So strike a match,                      set fire to the list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                  Of all my good intentions, all my preconceived ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                  I want to do Your will no matter what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;do not spare the rod&lt;br /&gt;how i long for faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;tell me once again of Your grace&lt;br /&gt;and woo me in&lt;br /&gt;let not these lovers be more attractive than You, God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's all Yours, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is Yours, my heart is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My hands and my feet are Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Every song that I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's all Yours, all is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All belongs to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our gifts are Yours, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All our dreams are Yours, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All our plans are Yours, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The whole earth is Yours, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared to make my mind up&lt;br /&gt;but God said it was time for me to make my way in the world, this little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wherever you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In the dead of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And please don't fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;These hands that are holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My hands are holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No parachutes or safety nets here&lt;br /&gt;One foot on the water to face these fears&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming out strong like I can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;I said "hey, I won't fall in the middle"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-1713981021018493282?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1713981021018493282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=1713981021018493282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/1713981021018493282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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my way to where I belong&lt;br /&gt;There's a wave that's crashing over me&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all I can do is surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like chaos but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somehow there's peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to surrender to what I can't see&lt;br /&gt;but I'm giving in to something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a milestone&lt;br /&gt;Time to begin again&lt;br /&gt;Reevaluate who I really am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I doing everything to follow Your will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Or just climbing aimlessly over these hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So show me what it is You want from me&lt;br /&gt;I give everything, I surrender...&lt;br /&gt;To...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to face up&lt;br /&gt;Clean this old house&lt;br /&gt;Time to breathe in and let everything out&lt;br /&gt;That I've wanted to say for so many years&lt;br /&gt;Time to release all my held back tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like chaos but I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're up to something bigger than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larger than life something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It feels like chaos but now I can see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; This is something bigger than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larger than life something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to face up&lt;br /&gt;Clean this old house&lt;br /&gt;Time *to* breathe in and let everything out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-2902785297134331851?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2902785297134331851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=2902785297134331851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2902785297134331851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/2902785297134331851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-heavenly-by-sanctus-real.html' title='&quot;Something Heavenly&quot; by Sanctus Real'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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spektor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will go'/><title type='text'>wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the desperate eyes and reaching hands&lt;br /&gt;To the suffering and the lean&lt;br /&gt;To the ones the world has cast aside&lt;br /&gt;Where you want me I will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go, Lord, send me&lt;br /&gt;To the world, to the lost, to the poor and hungry&lt;br /&gt;Take everything I am, clay within your hands&lt;br /&gt;I will go, send me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me eyes to seek the pain&lt;br /&gt;Let the blessing You've poured out on me&lt;br /&gt;Not be spent on me in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you feel the hearts of the children?&lt;br /&gt;Aching for home, for something of their very own&lt;br /&gt;Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,&lt;br /&gt;But hope for a better day, a better day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying Jesus, help me&lt;br /&gt;To feel the love again in my own land&lt;br /&gt;But if unknown roads lead away from home,&lt;br /&gt;Give me loving arms, away from harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never&lt;br /&gt;Been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and no one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got my memories&lt;br /&gt;They're always&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;But I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Back to how it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created for a place&lt;br /&gt;I've never known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got my heart&lt;br /&gt;Set on&lt;br /&gt;What happens next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are miracles&lt;br /&gt;And we're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-7594103600016781222?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7594103600016781222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=7594103600016781222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Even if I fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even If I Fall  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Cowart   &amp;amp; Michelle Valley&lt;br /&gt;(can be heard at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mikecowart"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/mikecowart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may pass through the waters    &lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know,         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are with me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may walk through the fire,                   &lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know,    &lt;br /&gt;You are with me      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though my way seems &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncertain&lt;/span&gt;,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In You I'll put my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ladies) -&lt;br /&gt;Even if I fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'll rise again&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my God  &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;Even if I fall, You lift me up (rpt)                 &lt;br /&gt;(Men) -   &lt;br /&gt;When You're with me, I will rise up &lt;br /&gt;When You lift me up (rpt)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may go through some trials&lt;br /&gt;But I will not fear, for You are with me&lt;br /&gt;I will go to the mountain,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I will press on, for You are with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my way seems uncertain&lt;br /&gt;In You I'll put my trust&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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/8599125512668466737-429013955754019809?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/429013955754019809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=429013955754019809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/429013955754019809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/429013955754019809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/even-if-i-fall.html' title='Even if I fall'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-3143890180672451711</id><published>2007-12-12T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:14:08.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Antony'/><title type='text'>St. Antony quotes</title><content type='html'>"Let us not look at the world and think that we have renounced great things, for even the whole world is very small when compared with all of heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now 'turning back' is nothing but feeling regret and thinking once more about worldly things."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-3143890180672451711?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3143890180672451711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8599125512668466737&amp;postID=3143890180672451711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3143890180672451711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8599125512668466737/posts/default/3143890180672451711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/2007/12/st-antony-quotes.html' title='St. Antony quotes'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-6686140298611706867</id><published>2007-11-05T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:40:37.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where You Belong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeremy camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no matter what'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All you really need to know is where you belong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that every time&lt;br /&gt;I find the one thing that holds me back inside&lt;br /&gt;I want to tear apart&lt;br /&gt;And bring my selfish pleasures at your feet&lt;br /&gt;Every part of me is an offering,&lt;br /&gt;I will set forth and lay it down at your throne&lt;br /&gt;Because I live for you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it takes I will offer,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am I give to you&lt;br /&gt;Even unto death I will follow,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the price I will give to you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t throw this time I have aside,&lt;br /&gt;Your the very prize I have in sight,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve placed this purpose down in me,&lt;br /&gt;And it burns so deep&lt;br /&gt;Let this life I lead bring you all the glory,&lt;br /&gt;I’m entrusted with a gift that I can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;Revive my heart, revive my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live is to really die&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this steady pace,&lt;br /&gt;Until that final day&lt;img src="http://www.christianrocklyrics.com/jeremycamp/nomatterwhat.php" php="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-5113860143344837621</id><published>2007-10-16T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:26:57.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phrases'/><title type='text'>Phrases I like</title><content type='html'>"servus sevorum Dei" = "servant of the servants of God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"universe of discourse" = "all values of a variable in a particular domain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"painting the world the color of Jesus"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-5113860143344837621?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-2809349511091617089</id><published>2007-08-06T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:34:47.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Little is Much" by downhere</title><content type='html'>I feel like this song describes my summer with Youth in Mission in El Paso, Texas and Juarez, Mexico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the measure of a life well-lived?&lt;br /&gt;If all I can offer seems to0 small to give?&lt;br /&gt;This is a song for the weaker, the poorer, and so called failures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little is much when God's in it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And no one can fathom the plans He holds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little is much when God's in it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He changes the world with the seeds we sow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who feels tired and unqualified?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who feels deserted and hung out to dry?&lt;br /&gt;This is a song for the broken, the beat-up, and so called losers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider a Kingdom in the smallest seed&lt;br /&gt;Consider that giants fall to stones and slings&lt;br /&gt;Consider a child in a manger&lt;br /&gt;Consider the story isn't over&lt;br /&gt;What can be done with what you still have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-2809349511091617089?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2809349511091617089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClFycspELhU/TQP55s7K_fI/AAAAAAAABug/kMyxl2nMBqA/S220/small%2Bphoto%2Bof%2Bme%2Baug%2B10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599125512668466737.post-3102857525863359577</id><published>2007-03-16T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:28:48.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jars of clay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take my hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show you love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift of cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat kearney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all I need'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock and roll worship circus'/><title type='text'>first post!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so some of these lyrics may not exactly match what I'm going through at the time, but I like them. :)  These are recent ones that have shown up on my Yahoo Launchcast station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if all we’ve got is what no one can break&lt;br /&gt;I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;If that’s all we can take&lt;br /&gt;The tears are coming down&lt;br /&gt;They’re mixing with the rain&lt;br /&gt;I know I love you, if that’s all we can take"&lt;br /&gt;(Mat Kearney, "All I Need")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"speak, and say the words that no one else will ever say&lt;br /&gt;love, love like the world we know is over in a day"&lt;br /&gt;(Jars of Clay, "Show You Love")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember the day when the love of God&lt;br /&gt;landed in our town&lt;br /&gt;He took all the silent and broken hearts,&lt;br /&gt;fixed them up and gave them a sound&lt;br /&gt;you had almost every different kind of kid&lt;br /&gt;from every different kind of social background&lt;br /&gt;taking all the cool they had and praising God,&lt;br /&gt;as He spun them around&lt;br /&gt;when God came to town..."&lt;br /&gt;(Rock N Roll Worship Circus, "Gift of Cool")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no parachutes or safety nets here&lt;br /&gt;one foot on the water to face these fears"&lt;br /&gt;(Mat Kearney, "In the Middle")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take my will, take my all&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my life around Your call&lt;br /&gt;Set apart to sing Your praise&lt;br /&gt;To live the difference in these days"&lt;br /&gt;(Newsboys, "Take My Hands")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8599125512668466737-3102857525863359577?l=mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mividaenlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3102857525863359577/comments/default' title='Post 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