<?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-7472294342383163269</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:42:08.128+08:00</updated><category term='Bruno Mars'/><category term='The Beatles'/><category term='Misty Edwards'/><category term='Not of This World:Wallpapers'/><category term='Erwin McManus'/><category term='Lighters'/><category term='this is our God'/><category term='Visualizer'/><category term='The Five People You Meet In Heaven'/><category term='Chorus'/><category term='hillsong united'/><category term='IHOP'/><category term='Jill McCloghry'/><category term='Black Bird'/><category term='aftermath'/><category term='Itunes'/><category term='Joel Houston'/><category term='Love Came Down'/><category term='Hillsong Conference 2011'/><category term='See The Way'/><category term='Mitch Albom'/><category term='hillsong'/><category term='in every season'/><category term='Soul Cravings'/><title type='text'>Born For This</title><subtitle type='html'>"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven." Matthew 5:14-16</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2527795132391944309</id><published>2012-01-27T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T03:36:38.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Five People You Meet In Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch Albom'/><title type='text'>Lesson # 1: The Blue Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YDSjj4bS7u8/TyGn2pjPt9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/1BrVgZ24U_o/s1600/five_people_you_meet_in_heaven_lead_203x152.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YDSjj4bS7u8/TyGn2pjPt9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/1BrVgZ24U_o/s200/five_people_you_meet_in_heaven_lead_203x152.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hello lovely peole, I am so sorry I haven’t written in awhile…I have no excuse, I have, well I was busy, then I became free and reallylazy,haha, but mostly because I wanted to write something really special andmeaningful, not just another blog entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since time is on my side, I decided to do this new thing called ‘Reading’ andnot just Facebook Statuses or Archie Comics, but real stories bookswith..stories in them..It has really been a while for me,haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Anyway, I heard rave reviews from friends about this author&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;, anddecided to give his books a try. I started with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;‘The Five People You Meet inHeaven’&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, and honestly…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It Blew Me Away…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Now I know a lot of people say great things about a lot of things, sometimestoo much to a point that nothing seems so great anymore. But really, this isn’tone of them. I was a non-reading post-reader and this book was my first in awhile..But the second I opened it, I could not put it down (except when theclock was screaming 4am or 5am), yet, the story would play through my mindthroughout my day and,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it all just kinda became real to me…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Let me explain why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Now I know most of you barely know me, and why on earth should you take my wordas truth, but if you hate spoilers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;please, read, the, book, now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;But if youdon’t go on ahead and read my post =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The story’s basically about this man, Eddie and his life(well more like death). He dies, and before he reaches ‘heaven’, he needed tomeet 5 people whom all had a lesson to teach him about his life. Five verycrucial and significant lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJaWQg297do/TyGoDLFcP2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PdoQot3vCWk/s1600/FivePeopleyouMeetinHeaven.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJaWQg297do/TyGoDLFcP2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PdoQot3vCWk/s320/FivePeopleyouMeetinHeaven.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson # 1 by The Blue Man &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;First line that hit me was when the blue man said that in ‘heaven’(not actually heaven, just a made up version of it), when you first arrive, youcan’t talk. He smiled and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“It helps you listen”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;They go on talking and then he says something that really was revelational,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Strangers,” the Blue Man said, “are just family you have yet to come to know.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;And finally ends it with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt; “No life is a waste,” the Blue Man said. “The only time wewaste is the time we spend thinking we are alone”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Point of View:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1.) I really felt like lately God has been speaking to meabout the importance of listening to people. I remember these tweets thatreally spoke to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Be a good listener. Your ears will never get you introuble."&lt;/i&gt; - Frank Tyger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;''The first duty of love is to listen.''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nicky Gumble&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;And it’s so true. Sometimes, listening isall we need to do. I do believe there needs to be a time to talk and respond,but the power of truly listening and processing and &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;just putting thought andheart into what someone else tells you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is so much more worth it than justreacting to words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All must be done in balance obviously, but, just listening every once in awhile, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;(tone, body language, gestures, language, etc…) and you’llreally know the person a lot more =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2.) Sigh, I think God really gave me a heart to be friendlyand family to people. When I read that line about strangers being family..Itwas bizarre, because it’s like I have had those thoughts before, but neverphrased in that sentence,haha (feeling slightly plagiarized!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big family gal. I love the thought of gatheringtogether and just feasting, talking, joking, hang out, sharing…And it’s strangecause I’m an only child and now it’s just my mom and I at home. All the peopleI do dos with are ‘strangers’, well they were. Now, I could *never* imaginelife without them. And it’s not like with friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the people in my life whom Iam very close to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;are my family&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. I would die for them, give my kidneys, loan allmy money, do *anything* out of love, because, that’s exactly it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love them somuch…&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;=_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I think it’s important to never underestimate a relationship&amp;amp; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;just puthope in it, to see new people as family yet to happen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3.) My almost whole teenage life I grew up crying everynight to the thought that no one really wanted me and that I was going to die alonely old person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biological parents gave me up (never tried to raise me) and, my father chosealcohol over me and eventually died because of it…Now it’s just me&amp;amp; my momand as much as I try not to, the thought of “What if she dies tomorrow?” alwaysplays through my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;God has been good to me&lt;/span&gt;, in that He fills me up with so muchreassurance and love that even though I don’t have specific answers, I can sleepthrough the night knowing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“I’m okay, God Loves Me”. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We need to remember that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;God Is Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. And that obsessing over ‘what ifs’ arereally not worth it. He made us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;this life was meant to be us&amp;amp; Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. When wedie, we go back to Him. People come, but people go, and that’s a definite. Whator more like Who stays, is God =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never live life missing out on that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. It’sjust such a shame and pity and a huge huge loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #ea9999; color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It’s just not life withoutGod.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; And you wouldn’t know it unless you know Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;He, is, SO Wonderful… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes, there are 4 other people, I know,hahah..I’ll get tothem later on. Just hope you’ve learnt something from this entry =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2527795132391944309?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2527795132391944309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/lesson-1-blue-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2527795132391944309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2527795132391944309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/lesson-1-blue-man.html' title='Lesson # 1: The Blue Man'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YDSjj4bS7u8/TyGn2pjPt9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/1BrVgZ24U_o/s72-c/five_people_you_meet_in_heaven_lead_203x152.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1833192513544219284</id><published>2011-10-21T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T16:09:42.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blew My Mind (and Heart) Awayy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjK6sTojrJ4/TqcH2uOwRiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ygmii91IEIo/s400/itunes+5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DM-SjpGTyQw/TqcIEHODgvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/u8E_B6mo5KQ/s1600/Itunes+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DM-SjpGTyQw/TqcIEHODgvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/u8E_B6mo5KQ/s400/Itunes+6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obviously not reall, haha..Print screened the visualizer off Itunes..Still pretty amazingg thoughh..Gets your imagination goingg.. =) #heavenisreal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-1915228696387063517?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1915228696387063517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/glimpses-of-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1915228696387063517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1915228696387063517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/glimpses-of-heaven.html' title='Glimpses of Heaven...'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywlhFrQwyCE/TqBlEhEugqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3t7lpGrFK4A/s72-c/itunes+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3986520886553244495</id><published>2011-10-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T02:21:36.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not of This World:Wallpapers'/><title type='text'>Your Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Haha, I know I've been on a high uploading songs lately, but with this one, I just had to...It grabbed my attention so strongly, that in my tiredness and busyness, I told myself "I will not be able to sleep if I upload this now!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;This song&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Lighters'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; is actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;*really* beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;(I know I've been using that adjective a lot lately, but I'm honestly at a loss for words right noww,haha..just bare with me pleasee!) Though the song's muddled with Eminem's rapping and all (completely destroys the song!), I absolutely love the chorus! Speaks to me so much! And it's definitely&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;an anthem I relate to with my friends and family =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Feel like when Jesus comes back for His own, this would be one of those songs playing in the background...and when we hear it and sing it to one another and ourselves, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a sense of hope&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;accomplishment&amp;nbsp;would arise within us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just Picture: Us looking up to our King and hearing Him say "Well Done Good and Faithful Servants =)"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea18c4087ab17dda" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea18c4087ab17dda%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6995B16818F64C303202787DFBEA317B4EE739DC.44A299378128A5421BF7C90ED839D784D39E4E84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea18c4087ab17dda%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX7HAFHcAekHGHbGjA4lTdi5XnrE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea18c4087ab17dda%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6995B16818F64C303202787DFBEA317B4EE739DC.44A299378128A5421BF7C90ED839D784D39E4E84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea18c4087ab17dda%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX7HAFHcAekHGHbGjA4lTdi5XnrE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3872831137178545593?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3872831137178545593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-ones-for-you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3872831137178545593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3872831137178545593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-ones-for-you-and-me.html' title='This one&apos;s for you and me'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8648785004234897732</id><published>2011-10-11T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T19:58:19.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jill McCloghry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillsong Conference 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Bird'/><title type='text'>Black Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a92bc7a3c852d4c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da92bc7a3c852d4c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D5DD856AD4021CD5A77948C400EFDCF71A534CB.5C17C5D1521063CE9626636C8A717D37AE73844E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da92bc7a3c852d4c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_8XEI8e_yThNN7qPiatrjP5NoLs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da92bc7a3c852d4c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D5DD856AD4021CD5A77948C400EFDCF71A534CB.5C17C5D1521063CE9626636C8A717D37AE73844E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da92bc7a3c852d4c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_8XEI8e_yThNN7qPiatrjP5NoLs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This song is too sweet..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a song that speaks to me personally, but I do see &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;images of a lot of people in my life who silently cry for a song like this to be sung to them&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;..Though seemingly sad at the first glance/impression, the song &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;promises a lot of hope&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and a sudden but slow &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;strength starts to arise&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; within you...Something a lot of people secretly want (and need) in their lives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;My prayer with this song is to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;hear it as if God were singing it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;...Reminding you of your &lt;b&gt;potential and purpose&lt;/b&gt;...Smiling warmly, nodding His head approvingly and releasing you to&amp;nbsp;fulfil&amp;nbsp;your calling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Enjoy, Be Blessed =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Take these broken wings and &lt;b&gt;learn to fly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;All your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;to &lt;b&gt;arise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Take these sunken eyes and &lt;b&gt;learn to see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;All your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; to &lt;b&gt;be free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Blackbird fly, blackbird fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Into the light of the dark black night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Blackbird fly, blackbird fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Into the light of the dark black night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;Take these broken wings and learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna;"&gt;All your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwA5AN8uhJ0/TpQtZLRcY1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/3QJuzGMQSAM/s1600/Black+bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwA5AN8uhJ0/TpQtZLRcY1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/3QJuzGMQSAM/s400/Black+bird.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8648785004234897732?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8648785004234897732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/black-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8648785004234897732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8648785004234897732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/black-bird.html' title='Black Bird'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwA5AN8uhJ0/TpQtZLRcY1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/3QJuzGMQSAM/s72-c/Black+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3201908570086949569</id><published>2011-10-06T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:33:35.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IHOP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='See The Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misty Edwards'/><title type='text'>See The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-318e18191a9fe7c8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D318e18191a9fe7c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CE54112ABE475F0EC4DBF8B868C66182555896.23747C23E501EC2C6346EF723A8F0BEE269C60E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D318e18191a9fe7c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhi7VzzjSyxfI_qEHBJpw4JHW31M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D318e18191a9fe7c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331900741%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CE54112ABE475F0EC4DBF8B868C66182555896.23747C23E501EC2C6346EF723A8F0BEE269C60E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D318e18191a9fe7c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhi7VzzjSyxfI_qEHBJpw4JHW31M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;This &lt;u&gt;song &lt;/u&gt;never fails to make me cry&amp;amp; smile &amp;amp;..sighh...God is so amazing..and beautiful..and incrediblee =) Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I'm in loveeeeeeeee =) &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See the way&lt;br /&gt;He holds the stars in His hands&lt;br /&gt;See the way He holds my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one word of Your mind were the heavens made&lt;br /&gt;Just one breathe of Your lips the foundation were there&lt;br /&gt;When just one dream in Your thought&lt;br /&gt;You have wanted me&lt;br /&gt;Just one pulse of Your heart&lt;br /&gt;Your were wound in me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;For God is a Lover&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a lover so He fashioned me&lt;br /&gt;God is a Lover&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a lover so&lt;br /&gt;He formed my heart&lt;br /&gt;God is a Lover&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a lover so He fashioned me&lt;br /&gt;God is a Lover&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one pulse of Your heart&lt;br /&gt;I am in love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing like You&amp;amp; I =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8gYcce7j5w/To3KOHRt3KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QLC054opEjo/s1600/heart+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8gYcce7j5w/To3KOHRt3KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QLC054opEjo/s1600/heart+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3201908570086949569?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3201908570086949569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/see-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3201908570086949569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3201908570086949569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/see-way.html' title='See The Way'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8gYcce7j5w/To3KOHRt3KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QLC054opEjo/s72-c/heart+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8782815829861169456</id><published>2011-10-03T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T01:38:49.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Came Down'/><title type='text'>And I Thank You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IImsY4b72LA/Toieor8zZjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OowioPAiO-E/s1600/Screenshot_Father_and_Daughter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IImsY4b72LA/Toieor8zZjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OowioPAiO-E/s1600/Screenshot_Father_and_Daughter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are so many things in this life that I really want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because I don't have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;these things-because I haven't [yet] received them (or when I see others having what I want), I feellike I don’t deserve it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate that I feel the way I do; it makes me feel small…Like I can’t dream orhope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then I look at God…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;with Him all it takes is one look and He knowseverything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;…And it doesn’t end there…To Him, He understands how and why I feelthe way I do…He understands it better than I myself do…And it’s not silly or irrationalto Him…He always tells me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“If it matters to you, then it matters to Me”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for me feeling undeserving…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He does His best each and every day to changethat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;….I can’t begin to describe how much gratitude and love flows through me whenmy Father tells me I deserve all I want…That He wants to give me *everything*…&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hewants me to know I’m worthy of His blessings =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I don’t know where or who I’d be without Him. To me, it’s such a scary thought ...I’m in *SO* deep with Him…I can never go back…And I would *never* want to! He’s all I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;and I’m so so glad…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love Came Down And Rescued Me, And I Thank You, I Thank You. I Once Was BlindBut Now I See, I See You, Yes I See You…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8782815829861169456?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8782815829861169456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-i-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8782815829861169456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8782815829861169456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-i-thank-you.html' title='And I Thank You...'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IImsY4b72LA/Toieor8zZjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OowioPAiO-E/s72-c/Screenshot_Father_and_Daughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5443981727913062782</id><published>2011-09-28T04:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T03:30:21.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heroes :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vINje0Yd-c/ToI0TgGpGpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1T5UfENBBTw/s1600/sandra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vINje0Yd-c/ToI0TgGpGpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1T5UfENBBTw/s1600/sandra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Sandra Chin (I've actually met her before&amp;amp;she's the best,haha)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PczzlaPRFA/ToI0YvFl9ZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-u-E3VdO6ek/s1600/video169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PczzlaPRFA/ToI0YvFl9ZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-u-E3VdO6ek/s320/video169.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Kenneth Chin (when he speaks, you will laugh and cry yourself off the chair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otJ0N6fr0Ok/ToI0Z__xeYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0TBSdlNPSrU/s1600/IMG_0723_t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otJ0N6fr0Ok/ToI0Z__xeYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0TBSdlNPSrU/s1600/IMG_0723_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Philip Mantofa (such a cool and amazing man of God :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJAvvSOFLJY/ToIwinOITnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WEtPvut_ZKk/s1600/RLH_2_LRG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJAvvSOFLJY/ToIwinOITnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WEtPvut_ZKk/s1600/RLH_2_LRG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Bobbie Houston (my spiritual momma :) love her..really can't wait to meet her :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txlasWFhOYM/ToIwml8JOrI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b9pKcfDHDF4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txlasWFhOYM/ToIwml8JOrI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b9pKcfDHDF4/s320/images.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Priscilla Shirer (she preached a killer message at Hillsong Conference '11!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga-lGFOLXNg/ToIwoZGwU9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/kSbgjasjv4M/s1600/banning_liebscher_LG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga-lGFOLXNg/ToIwoZGwU9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/kSbgjasjv4M/s1600/banning_liebscher_LG.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Banning Liebscher (Jesus Culture changed me forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHJfO7ED1GY/ToIwpwK9UrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XmEOS9VpABE/s1600/kim_walker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHJfO7ED1GY/ToIwpwK9UrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XmEOS9VpABE/s320/kim_walker.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Kim Walker (haha! love her! she's just *too* amazingg..I know we could be best buds!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOzSkkVnCZI/ToIwsK-SyLI/AAAAAAAAAXc/j-4fLaMpwI0/s1600/darlene+zschech+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOzSkkVnCZI/ToIwsK-SyLI/AAAAAAAAAXc/j-4fLaMpwI0/s320/darlene+zschech+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Darlene Zschech (another momma of mine :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DViWkq_8_k/ToIwsiNQF-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/5HEjA9BTGSs/s1600/judahsmith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DViWkq_8_k/ToIwsiNQF-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/5HEjA9BTGSs/s320/judahsmith.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Judah Smith (this is my spiritual daddy! love him! :) he's my favourite leader by far! cannot wait to meet him! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEhxSoVcfA8/ToIwv09LVXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/HqxRNwyxrtI/s1600/Debbie_Prescott_Kingdom_Women_Conference.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEhxSoVcfA8/ToIwv09LVXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/HqxRNwyxrtI/s1600/Debbie_Prescott_Kingdom_Women_Conference.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Debbie Prescott (she reminded me that I am valued and worth it :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlnLUo6i4o0/ToIw1SMLt0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/txUlnmjwsKs/s1600/Sam-Evans-planetshakers-950891_399_600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlnLUo6i4o0/ToIw1SMLt0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/txUlnmjwsKs/s320/Sam-Evans-planetshakers-950891_399_600.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Sam Evans (she invites His presence like none other!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8za9xGiMd2s/ToIw3zoXECI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1oGotkhLs6g/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8za9xGiMd2s/ToIw3zoXECI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1oGotkhLs6g/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Brian Houston (my other spiritual daddy! :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I havehonestly had the most profound privilege of being able to be influenced by suchawesome men&amp;amp;women of God in the last year or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's like I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God is wrapping all these people up in a pretty little box and going "Here Anne, I know you'll love this one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;and true enoughh,haha!...He knows me too well =) Hard thing though is &lt;b&gt;not being able to meet these people&lt;/b&gt; face to face and really pour my gratitude and heart out to them! It's not that I'm fans of these people, I just really like them cause they've change me and my relationship with God...and when a person does that to you, you kinda wanna say 'Thank You!' &amp;nbsp;Haha...After experiencing three conferences throughout 2011, (Acts Church Conference 2011, Hillsong Conference 2011, Kingdom Women's Conference), I come home so moved and changed and inspired, but sometimes a little sad too, cause a part of me wishes that I could meet and bond with these awesome people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then this one night I had a conversation with God =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's sorta what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Me: ...But God, I *really* wanted to give her a hug and speak to her and tell her how when she talked about that bit it *really* moved me to tears...I like *really* want to see her one day and tell her all these things...Can you make it happen pleaseeee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Haha! You really like them don't you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yesss!! They're like *so* cool!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Okayhh!! Haha, yeah they are pretty cool =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So when?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Oh, about meeting them?? You'll meet them all for sure one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really!? No!!? When?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Haha! When you come Home =) They'll all be here =) I'll introduce you to them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (&lt;i&gt;teary eyed&lt;/i&gt;): Oh, hehe, okay..Cool =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home =) I have Home (Heaven) to go to and meet *all* my heroes =) How cool is that??&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So whenever I wished I knew someone 'famous', personally, I just think of Home and I feel all better =) Teehee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5443981727913062782?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5443981727913062782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-heroes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5443981727913062782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5443981727913062782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-heroes.html' title='My Heroes :)'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vINje0Yd-c/ToI0TgGpGpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1T5UfENBBTw/s72-c/sandra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1933194066950442090</id><published>2011-06-21T00:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:19:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Hurricane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oKzOTHj2qs/Tf9yaoEdDnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dCKhtkT8mbY/s1600/Hello__hurricane___v2_by_mangoshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 256px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620336661739933298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oKzOTHj2qs/Tf9yaoEdDnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dCKhtkT8mbY/s320/Hello__hurricane___v2_by_mangoshell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When I first heard this song, I instantly smiled. There’s just something empowering and assuring about the lyrics and the melody that makes you feel and think that “Everything’s gonna be okay =)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in every circumstance and season in my life, God has always come through. The good, the bad, the ugly, He’s always been there. And that has built my confidence in Him, to know that however big the storms may be, I can still smile and know I’ve already got the victory =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I've been watching the skies&lt;br /&gt;They've been turning blood red&lt;br /&gt;Not a doubt in my mind anymore&lt;br /&gt;There's a storm up ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hello hurricane, you're not enough&lt;br /&gt;Hello hurricane, you can't silence my love&lt;br /&gt;I've got doors and windows boarded up&lt;br /&gt;All your dead end fury is not enough&lt;br /&gt;You can't silence my love, my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Everything I have I count as loss&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have is stripped away&lt;br /&gt;Before I started building I counted up these costs&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for you to take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fighter fighting for control&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fighter fighting for my soul&lt;br /&gt;Everything inside of me surrenders&lt;br /&gt;You can't silence my love&lt;br /&gt;You can't silence my love, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said hello hurricane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqxpDZfKHJ4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-1933194066950442090?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1933194066950442090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-hurricane.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1933194066950442090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1933194066950442090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-hurricane.html' title='Hello Hurricane'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oKzOTHj2qs/Tf9yaoEdDnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dCKhtkT8mbY/s72-c/Hello__hurricane___v2_by_mangoshell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2440490543441642369</id><published>2011-05-21T02:46:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T03:00:00.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aftermath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillsong united'/><title type='text'>welcome to the aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7LvTBSVWX0/Tda5LWbS7YI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3Uv310I2MPU/s1600/93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608872784558878146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLTnBSl0DSo/Tda4FJn87cI/AAAAAAAAAV0/o7IDHNP_1xg/s320/10_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JiDyLSp5gU/Tda3-IqdHfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lPtGBz4JEX8/s1600/2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 180px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608872664041856498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JiDyLSp5gU/Tda3-IqdHfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lPtGBz4JEX8/s320/2_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItFmfejSeE4/Tda32ohu7BI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UGq3bOGszdU/s1600/9_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 183px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608872535156255762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItFmfejSeE4/Tda32ohu7BI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UGq3bOGszdU/s320/9_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2440490543441642369?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2440490543441642369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-to-aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2440490543441642369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2440490543441642369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-to-aftermath.html' title='welcome to the aftermath'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7LvTBSVWX0/Tda5LWbS7YI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3Uv310I2MPU/s72-c/93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5603621928294000157</id><published>2011-05-16T01:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T02:09:00.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Cravings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erwin McManus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel Houston'/><title type='text'>Soul Cravings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MczcsxkM9c/TdASTVeIueI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9HN1xXE7lnk/s1600/SummerDream_by_antonisfes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607001659466627554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MczcsxkM9c/TdASTVeIueI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9HN1xXE7lnk/s320/SummerDream_by_antonisfes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the past few weeks, I’ve been really challenged and changed by the writings of Erwin McManus in Soul Cravings. Here are a couple of quotes from his book that inspire me to dream and live a purposeful life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We humans are most alive when we passionately pursue our dreams, live with purpose, and have a sense of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: we cannot live the life of our dreams without an irrational sense of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;And all of us have dreams.&lt;br /&gt;More than that &lt;strong&gt;all of us need dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some of us sadly are just sleeping through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us long to become something more than we are. We are driven to achieve, &lt;strong&gt;moved to accomplish, fueled by ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us &lt;strong&gt;long for our lives to count in some way&lt;/strong&gt;. We all have an internal need to achieve some kind of success or to somehow find significance. Pursuing the future we desire energizes and inspires us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us longs to create even when we don't know exactly what. All of us, at the very least, want to create a better life, a better future, &lt;strong&gt;a better us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of growing up seems to be acquiescing to mediocrity. It's death to our souls. &lt;strong&gt;When we stop dreaming, we start dying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a destiny that awaits us all. It calls us, and if we ignore it, we are soon haunted by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without dreams we have nothing to pull us forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is ambition a good thing; it's a God thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no future there is no HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maddening reality is that each and every one of us has been created with a soul craving to become-- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;to become something&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-- something better, something different, something special, something unique, something admired, something valued, something more than we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This is from me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the thing, &lt;u&gt;you are given one life&lt;/u&gt;, this &lt;u&gt;one chance&lt;/u&gt; here on earth to &lt;u&gt;do all that God has call you to do&lt;/u&gt;. Don’t waste it. Don’t live a life of regret, but take joy in your day to day living. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Do &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; that you must for your King.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“God has given you everything that you need, to do what He has called you to do, and only you can do it” Joel Houston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5603621928294000157?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5603621928294000157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/soul-cravings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5603621928294000157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5603621928294000157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/soul-cravings.html' title='Soul Cravings'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MczcsxkM9c/TdASTVeIueI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9HN1xXE7lnk/s72-c/SummerDream_by_antonisfes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2260319916194553258</id><published>2011-04-29T18:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T02:47:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyra's Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600959949458745746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCaruWo58yI/TbqbZhytqZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Q3Y8u6Qa0aQ/s320/Hope.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was watching Friday Night Lights (a show I lovee so much!) and this was Tyra’s monologue; her college application essay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;“Two years ago, I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure. But now I find I can't stop wanting.I want to fly somewhere on first class. I want to travel to Europe on a business trip. I want to get invited to the White House. I want to learn about the world. I want to surprise myself. I want to be important. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having others define me. I want to win and have people be happy for me. I want to lose and get over it. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. I want to grow up and be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me. I want an interesting and surprising life. It's not that I think I'm going to get all these things, I just want the possibility of getting them. College represents possibility. The possibility that things are going to change. I can't wait.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Here’s my version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;“Years ago, I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure and failure would lead to disappointment. &lt;em&gt;But now I find I can't stop wanting.&lt;/em&gt; I want to travel the world; visit and experience every culture possible. I want to feed the hungry and clothe the naked. I want to teach and be taught by young child about faith, hope and love. I want to meet the famous people I’ve admired and tell them how amazing they are to me. &lt;em&gt;I want to see myself as the beautiful child God has made me to be-to never second guess myself.&lt;/em&gt; I want to surprise myself. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having others define me. I want to grow and have people be happy for me. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. &lt;em&gt;I want to be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me&lt;/em&gt;. I want an interesting and surprising life. It's not that I think I'm going to get all these things, I just want the possibility of getting them. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;And God represents possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The possibility that things are going to change. &lt;em&gt;I can't wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;omething changed in me when I saw this and when I found my own version of it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope hopelessly now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I don’t feel silly about it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love that God listens to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and that’s all I really want; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someOne to listen to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2260319916194553258?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2260319916194553258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/tyras-essay.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2260319916194553258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2260319916194553258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/tyras-essay.html' title='Tyra&apos;s Essay'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCaruWo58yI/TbqbZhytqZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Q3Y8u6Qa0aQ/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5576293981347769964</id><published>2011-03-21T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T03:08:36.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thing Remains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFj9tvbRm0E/TYZQdgdhGfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fZZwG2RYtjM/s1600/Jesus%2BCulture%2B-%2BYour%2BLove%2BNever%2BFails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586240855659846130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFj9tvbRm0E/TYZQdgdhGfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fZZwG2RYtjM/s320/Jesus%2BCulture%2B-%2BYour%2BLove%2BNever%2BFails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As I sang to You, You hushed everything else and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Listen to my daughter as she sings to me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My prayers are lifted up to You Lord. Be it this country that I was born in, the city I grew up in, the institute I study in, the church I serve in, the family I live with; whether it be me, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I place it all into Your loving hands,&lt;/span&gt; believing and knowing, You will work all things good in accordance to Your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I trust You Lord. And to some that may not be enough, but it’s more than enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;All I have is Your trust Lord, and I hold on to it so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;May I never forget how precious I am to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Higher than the mountains that I face&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than the power of the grave&lt;br /&gt;Constant through the trial and the change&lt;br /&gt;One thing remains&lt;br /&gt;One thing remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;it never gives up&lt;br /&gt;it never runs out on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On and one and on and on it goes&lt;br /&gt;It overwhelms and satisfies my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I never ever have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One thing remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In death and in life&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident and covered by the power&lt;br /&gt;of your great love&lt;br /&gt;My debt is paid&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing that can separate my heart&lt;br /&gt;from your great love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5576293981347769964?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5576293981347769964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-thing-remains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5576293981347769964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5576293981347769964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-thing-remains.html' title='One Thing Remains'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFj9tvbRm0E/TYZQdgdhGfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fZZwG2RYtjM/s72-c/Jesus%2BCulture%2B-%2BYour%2BLove%2BNever%2BFails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-4990366069793283035</id><published>2011-02-03T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:48:34.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This may seem a little ignorant, but I was honestly unaware about this phenomenon. Had I known or be informed about at the time, who knows what would have happened. But yeah, news came to me late, and I’m living the shock now =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian Littrell of the Backstreet Boys is a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;; like a proper gospel singing, Jesus loving Christian…Who knew?! Haha, maybe that isn’t news to you, but I grew up with the ‘Boys’, loved them, wanted to marry all of them (well maybe not all), and to find out that one of them was a Jesus follower all along…It’s mind blowing (literally)...I am so pleasantly and genuinely surprised and inspired =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, this one song that’s on Brian’s album &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;‘Welcome Home’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; always puts a smile on my face. It’s like the thoughts in my head were interpreted and then this song was birthed, amazingg. It’s pretty self explanatory, and it’s really how I feel about the past and future sometimes. Hope you enjoy it =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For just a moment&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have been there&lt;br /&gt;To see Your first step, hear Your very first word&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did You ever fall and scrape Your knee?&lt;br /&gt;Did You know Your wounds would one day heal the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one moment&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have seen You growing&lt;br /&gt;Learning the ways of a carpenter's son&lt;br /&gt;Just a little boy gazing at the stars&lt;br /&gt;Did You remember creating every one?&lt;br /&gt;If you passed by, would I have seen a child or a King?&lt;br /&gt;Would I have known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I could have been there&lt;br /&gt;My only wish is to see You, face to face&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have been there&lt;br /&gt;Just to see You, Jesus, face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For just a moment&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have been there&lt;br /&gt;When You left Your footprints upon the waves&lt;br /&gt;To walk along beside You and never look away&lt;br /&gt;Just Your whisper and the wind and sea obey&lt;br /&gt;To see You feed the people&lt;br /&gt;To feel Your healing in Your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear you pray in the garden alone&lt;br /&gt;Laying down Your will with each tear&lt;br /&gt;To see You walk that lonely road&lt;br /&gt;Willing to die for me&lt;br /&gt;And in that moment&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have been there&lt;br /&gt;You took my cross and gave Your life&lt;br /&gt;And you live again, oh&lt;br /&gt;And You live again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll be there, I'm gonna be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll see Your face, Your mercy, Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Someday, someday&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see You, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Face to face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmacF-VZrqk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmacF-VZrqk&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TUq-l-GlmbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2rnaSUccnGo/s1600/woman_at_the_well.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569473448732105138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TUq-l-GlmbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2rnaSUccnGo/s320/woman_at_the_well.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-4990366069793283035?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmacF-VZrqk' title='Wish'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4990366069793283035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/4990366069793283035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/4990366069793283035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/wish.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TUq-l-GlmbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2rnaSUccnGo/s72-c/woman_at_the_well.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8829410244439677387</id><published>2011-01-26T01:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T01:29:39.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TT8EVNWUFSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/edTEcaWS2BE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566172426860238114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TT8EVNWUFSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/edTEcaWS2BE/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;If you don’t already know, I’m a Psychology Major at HELP University (Msia, KL). I’ve just started my new semester and I’m taking this subject called Psychology of Film-it is the most awesome subject ever! Haha, so for this entryI shall fill ya’ll in on how God mind blowing-ly got me to see this one movie in His way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The movie’s called Awakenings (1990; starring Robert De Niro &amp;amp; Robin Williams-he was serious in this movie). Not many people have heard of it, much less seen it, which is quite sad cause the &lt;strong&gt;movie is so so good&lt;/strong&gt;… So good! If you haven’t seen it, I don’t intend on spoiling it for you but I’m gonna anyway =P If you are interested in watching it and hate spoilers, then you don’t have to read this (you can read it after you watch the movie =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It’s basically about this up tight psychiatrist who's put in charge of several seemingly catatonic (deficit of motor activity that can render patient motionless; mute and rigid, and initiate no social behaviors) patients. As he runs a diagnosis on them he finds out that&lt;em&gt; they respond&lt;/em&gt; to certain stimuli (when he throws a ball at them, they catch it) and &lt;em&gt;this compels&lt;/em&gt; him to look for a way to help them recover from their disorder. He finds a drug that works wonders on them, and all the &lt;em&gt;patients are awakened&lt;/em&gt; from their ‘sleep’ and are &lt;em&gt;given a second chance&lt;/em&gt; to really live their lives. But as it turns out, the drugs didn’t last and slowly but surely they all depleted back to their original state of catatonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That is the whole movie in short =( I know it sounds horrible, cause of the sad ending…but what was a &lt;strong&gt;revelation &lt;/strong&gt;to me was seeing how the catatonic patients wake up and live their lives again. It made me think about &lt;strong&gt;the people around us&lt;/strong&gt;, the people who don’t know Jesus, who may have known Jesus once but have fallen backwards, or the people who do know about Jesus, but not personally. They to me, are like the people in catatonia, basically asleep, not living life the way God has intended them to, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not knowing what *living* is really like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yet, God(like the psychiatrist) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still sees hope in them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and believes that they will be revived someday, only difference is &lt;strong&gt;He’s the only ‘drug’&lt;/strong&gt; that will work on them and that will never fail. To think that once these people get a ‘shot’ of Jesus in their lives, how set free, how alive, &lt;strong&gt;how awakened they will feel&lt;/strong&gt;, it really makes me smile, and &lt;em&gt;makes me want to try harder&lt;/em&gt; for them. In the movie, when those patients woke up, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they never wanted to fall back into catatonia ever&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;again, cause being awake felt so so much better&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; and I know once people experience God, really truly, honestly..they’ll never want to go back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What’s on my heart is basically, &lt;strong&gt;don’t give up on them&lt;/strong&gt;. Don’t brush them aside thinking there’s no hope for them, or that they are too much for you…Cause He hasn’t given up on them. Keep trying, believe in that day where their eyes will be opened and for them to really *see* God for who He is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And if you think you are that person that is 'asleep' and in need of an awakening, God's so ready to revive you. Of all the people whom will never fail, never dissapoint, never hurt...God's perfect, and I know that may seem unlikely, but He is. He's exactly what we're looking and who we need. We're not living till we have Him, till we know Him, trust me on that. It's never too late, give Him a chance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;That’s just my prayer for all of us. Thanks for taking the time to read my long story. Hope ya’ll have been blessed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FURflBxeTyI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FURflBxeTyI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quality’s bad but it gives a gist to the movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: At the Golden Globes this year Robert De Niro was awarder 'Life Time Achievement' (or something like that) for his work over the many years, and he said the best movie he has made out of all was Awakenings. That day was the day I watch the movie, for the very first time..Didn't think it was coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: The nurse in the trailer is the voice of Marge Simpson =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TT8G9dZZqwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AgWc7AL1cxg/s1600/theonly_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566175317386177282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TT8G9dZZqwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AgWc7AL1cxg/s320/theonly_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8829410244439677387?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8829410244439677387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/awakenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8829410244439677387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8829410244439677387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/awakenings.html' title='Awakenings'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TT8EVNWUFSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/edTEcaWS2BE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-862949310672263469</id><published>2011-01-15T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:43:46.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TTCK-G8Gl-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/5f3V_1k9Rtk/s1600/notmuch_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 425px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562098339421788130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TTCK-G8Gl-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/5f3V_1k9Rtk/s320/notmuch_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I fell in love with this picture! Every child's gift to God-It's the perfect picture of how I offer my heart to Him =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It truly may not be much, but it's all I have..And I know He honours it, and &lt;em&gt;He loves that I'm giving all I have to Him =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-862949310672263469?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/862949310672263469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/862949310672263469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/862949310672263469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect-picture.html' title='Perfect Picture'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TTCK-G8Gl-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/5f3V_1k9Rtk/s72-c/notmuch_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-9050586929905777654</id><published>2011-01-08T02:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T03:18:45.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude:2010; Hope:2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TSdmNuI4ETI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/92U1KnjP4B8/s1600/joel%2527s%2Bcoffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559524650921759026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TSdmNuI4ETI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/92U1KnjP4B8/s320/joel%2527s%2Bcoffee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; was in the car on the night of the 31st (2010), and I was basically thanking God for the year He has given me, and all that I've been blessed with. As my prayer grew, and as I thought through the last 365 days, I was so &lt;strong&gt;overwhelmed with joy and gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;; He has really blessed me, really. I've gotten more than I deserve and, I mean how can that not move you to tears??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating how words cannot express the feelings bursting inside of you. All I know is that all I have thus far, the person I'm becoming, the people that surround me; it's &lt;strong&gt;all thanks to God&lt;/strong&gt;. He orchestrated this amazing life of mine and I'm just the privileged child living it! I still pinch myself all the time, and I've yet to fully take in the reality I'm in and know that God's always going to play a part in surprising me pleasantly (without fail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's this one song, by Jesus Culture (amazing worship team!) that summed all my heart hears and feels when I look upon God, especially in relation to 2011. &lt;strong&gt;He got great things in store&lt;/strong&gt;, massive things, and I am so very, very excited =) Can't Wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come away with me, come away with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's never too late, it's not too late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's not too late for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have a plan for you, I have a plan for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's gonna be wild,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's gonna be great,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's gonna be full of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Open up your heart, and let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-9050586929905777654?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9050586929905777654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/gratitude2010-hope2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9050586929905777654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9050586929905777654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/gratitude2010-hope2011.html' title='Gratitude:2010; Hope:2011'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TSdmNuI4ETI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/92U1KnjP4B8/s72-c/joel%2527s%2Bcoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-9022415719301617247</id><published>2010-12-17T01:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:39:43.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just The Way You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TQpOzVyxc2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/sdkxDGpu12M/s1600/1cor137_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551336134617953122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TQpOzVyxc2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/sdkxDGpu12M/s320/1cor137_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I fell in love with this song, not just cos it's a sweet song..but I had a revelation of who the author(in my head) and singer was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just The Way You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining&lt;br /&gt;Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying&lt;br /&gt;She's so beautiful, and I tell her every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, I know, when I compliment her she won't believe me&lt;br /&gt;And it's so, it's so, sad to think that she don't see what I see&lt;br /&gt;But every time she asks me do I look ok, I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing, just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while&lt;br /&gt;Because girl you're amazing, just the way you are(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know, you know, you know, I'd never ask you to change&lt;br /&gt;If perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same&lt;br /&gt;So, don't even bother asking if you look ok&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're amazing, just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while&lt;br /&gt;Because girl you're amazing, just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;The way you are, the way you are&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're amazing, just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Someone once told me that a 'Revelation' is aligning our thoughts with what God is thinking, and I know I definitely got that when I heard this song. Though it was sung and probably written by Bruno Mars, &lt;em&gt;to me, it was sung by God Himself&lt;/em&gt; =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know it may seem silly and a little wrong (seeing as how this is supposed to be a romantic song), but imagine this song being sung from one best friend to another?? Or &lt;u&gt;from a father to her daughter??&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;It just touched me&lt;/em&gt;, and it always does =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I may, or may not have have my future husband sing this song to me; regardless, anything pales in comparison to Him singing to me =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He really, really loves me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AwPds6U-fU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-9022415719301617247?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9022415719301617247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9022415719301617247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9022415719301617247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just The Way You Are'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TQpOzVyxc2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/sdkxDGpu12M/s72-c/1cor137_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1845948793657994159</id><published>2010-07-27T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:22:34.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pillow Talk-Judah Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TE3PCXiT0eI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QALAYlHPd1Y/s1600/jesus-greateris_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498278359673852386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TE3PCXiT0eI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QALAYlHPd1Y/s320/jesus-greateris_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;During the recent Hillsong Conference (2010), Judah was invited to speak for one of the sessions. It was a shame that I wasn't able to make it, but I did get a hold of the DVD and watched it here at home. I dont know what it was, whether I was just caught in the moment or whether Judah's speaking just has an effect on me, but I was balling my eyes out. His message spoke to me so intensly, I just...felt moved to write it. And that's (evidently) exactly what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;His message basically highlights what happened when Jesus and his disciples were caught in the storm on the way &lt;em&gt;to the other side&lt;/em&gt;, and the significance of the scripture. Judah mentions a couple of points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.) Even with Jesus, we still have our storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.) Sometimes during the storm, we need to get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.) The storm wants our 'awe'-dont give it our 'awe'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.) We're all at different stages with our walk with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.) Jesus slept soundly during the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Each point needs elaboration, but if I were to do tht I might write a textbook more than just a blog entry. But what did catch my attention most was the part where Judah mentions how in all 3 books of the New Testament, this particular verse is describe with a slight twist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Matthew 8:24-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jesus Calms the Storm&lt;br /&gt;Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. The disciples went and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We're going to drown!"&lt;br /&gt;He replied, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You of &lt;em&gt;little faith,&lt;/em&gt; why are you so afraid?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.&lt;br /&gt;The men were amazed and asked, "What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mark 4: 35-41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jesus Calms the Storm&lt;br /&gt;That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, "Let us go over to the other side." Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, "Teacher, don't you care if we drown?"&lt;br /&gt;He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, "Quiet! Be still!" Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.&lt;br /&gt;He said to his disciples, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Why are you so afraid? Do you still &lt;em&gt;have no faith&lt;/em&gt;?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They were terrified and asked each other, "Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Luke 8: 22-25&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Calms the Storm&lt;br /&gt;One day Jesus said to his disciples, "Let's go over to the other side of the lake." So they got into a boat and set out. As they sailed, he fell asleep. A squall came down on the lake, so that the boat was being swamped, and they were in great danger.&lt;br /&gt;The disciples went and woke him, saying, "Master, Master, we're going to drown!"&lt;br /&gt;He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Where&lt;/em&gt; is your faith?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he asked his disciples.&lt;br /&gt;In fear and amazement they asked one another, "Who is this? He commands even the winds and the water, and they obey him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Why this caught me was that, we're all at different stages with God. And sometimes it's when we're caught in a storm that our faith, our walk, our relationship is truly put to the test. The 3 disciples mentioned above, Matthew, Peter &amp;amp; Luke were at different levels of their faith. Matthew at the time may have had faith, but it was probably small and little, thus in the storm that little was begin put to the test, whereas Peter possibly had none, thus causing him to take what Jesus had said question that missing faith. And Luke probably lost his faith in the midst of the storm, ths causing to hear Jesus' reponse as a question to his lost faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was blown away by this string, this painting of a more detailed picture; making it more real to us. We're all facing our storms and struggles, and no one's storm is bigger than another. But the true test is our faith-who do we turn to, what would we do, how much do we really trust God?? I dont believe it's bad in any way, to stumble and fall when a wave hits you, doubt even God would expect us to be on our feet when our boat is shaking heavily. But it's what we do once we've been hit that counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A good friend of mine once said, "If He brings us to it, He'll bring us through it"...Dont doubt, just trust. Even Jesus fell asleep in the midst of a storm. &lt;strong&gt;He's always in control, always...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-1845948793657994159?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1845948793657994159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/pillow-talk-judah-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1845948793657994159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1845948793657994159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/pillow-talk-judah-smith.html' title='Pillow Talk-Judah Smith'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TE3PCXiT0eI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QALAYlHPd1Y/s72-c/jesus-greateris_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2279193917760499653</id><published>2010-07-18T01:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T02:06:58.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is our God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillsong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in every season'/><title type='text'>This Is Our God-In Every Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TEHvM0uTZTI/AAAAAAAAATs/dHbcOS2QZY0/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494936023959037234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TEHvM0uTZTI/AAAAAAAAATs/dHbcOS2QZY0/s320/05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;“I knew it was gonna be incredible, if God was allowed to be simply God” Joel Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I don’t always feel like it. Sometimes I don’t feel like singing to God, but I know that my circumstance and this season &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;doesn’t change that God is still God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It doesn’t change what God has called me to be-what He’s called me to do. He’s still bigger than everything that I’m facing. I was singing, and I believed everything that I was singing. And I still don’t know why, a part of me was still so broken, but I knew that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I needed to just keep singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and that &lt;strong&gt;it was all gonna be okay&lt;/strong&gt;. Even when you’re singing things that you may not necessarily understand, I think when you say things that are true of God , declare the promises of God, which is-though the triumph isn’t here, it’s gonna come eventually. It takes over the things in you that are shattered and it puts the focus back on Him. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I could sing, I could sing my way to freedom&lt;/span&gt;. “ Jill Mccloghry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“I never knew that side of my God, until I couldn’t breathe another breath without Him” Darlene Zschech&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;“I feel so strongly that, when you’re in the desert or the fire, all you’ve got is the promise of God…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everything, with everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We Will Shout Forth Your Glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2279193917760499653?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2279193917760499653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-our-god-in-every-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2279193917760499653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2279193917760499653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-our-god-in-every-season.html' title='This Is Our God-In Every Season'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TEHvM0uTZTI/AAAAAAAAATs/dHbcOS2QZY0/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2508480508189514799</id><published>2010-07-14T20:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:08:17.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuadros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21-NjoQAI/AAAAAAAAATc/XVMzHDHO9CY/s1600/doallthings_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493747200857489410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21-NjoQAI/AAAAAAAAATc/XVMzHDHO9CY/s320/doallthings_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD214-WrgpI/AAAAAAAAATU/chBKcmmuFjM/s1600/jesus+frankie_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493747110877299346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD214-WrgpI/AAAAAAAAATU/chBKcmmuFjM/s320/jesus+frankie_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21vkB0b6I/AAAAAAAAATM/XMEZBE6leuE/s1600/lovina_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746949191659426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21vkB0b6I/AAAAAAAAATM/XMEZBE6leuE/s320/lovina_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21iBGMIAI/AAAAAAAAATE/_Gldlh4YkEA/s1600/dontreject_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746716476448770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21iBGMIAI/AAAAAAAAATE/_Gldlh4YkEA/s320/dontreject_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21bail_LI/AAAAAAAAAS8/GTKuj09ayAc/s1600/jesus-crest_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746603047386290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21bail_LI/AAAAAAAAAS8/GTKuj09ayAc/s320/jesus-crest_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21JaHOBlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yVDxaPqGWA0/s1600/pure_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746293694924370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21JaHOBlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yVDxaPqGWA0/s320/pure_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20_vgkuiI/AAAAAAAAASs/gICoeRfRMVI/s1600/insidecounts_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746127639722530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20_vgkuiI/AAAAAAAAASs/gICoeRfRMVI/s320/insidecounts_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD204a5tUXI/AAAAAAAAASk/DVv9Cv9rZCw/s1600/overfloweth_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493746001848914290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD204a5tUXI/AAAAAAAAASk/DVv9Cv9rZCw/s320/overfloweth_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20qBVR1SI/AAAAAAAAASc/OJjs8u1RC2s/s1600/Carried_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493745754467063074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20qBVR1SI/AAAAAAAAASc/OJjs8u1RC2s/s320/Carried_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20iAjOlHI/AAAAAAAAASU/XO-9YwMSloY/s1600/99sheep_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493745616818181234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD20iAjOlHI/AAAAAAAAASU/XO-9YwMSloY/s320/99sheep_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2508480508189514799?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2508480508189514799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/cuadros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2508480508189514799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2508480508189514799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/cuadros.html' title='Cuadros'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TD21-NjoQAI/AAAAAAAAATc/XVMzHDHO9CY/s72-c/doallthings_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3438705674877468976</id><published>2010-07-14T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:31:35.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzMWq0a9bI/AAAAAAAAARc/kSjgfcPm2qY/s1600/beloved_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493490335308510642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzMWq0a9bI/AAAAAAAAARc/kSjgfcPm2qY/s320/beloved_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Only you have all of me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot contain my adoration&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love so desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is as lovely as you are&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else who has my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus you have me completely&lt;br /&gt;Every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely in love&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I am yours forever&lt;br /&gt;All of me surrenders&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Down upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in worship&lt;br /&gt;Humbled by your majesty&lt;br /&gt;What is there to say&lt;br /&gt;But how I love you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for forgiving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am is yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Only yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-Starfield-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZH06hW6psA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3438705674877468976?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3438705674877468976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/absolutely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3438705674877468976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3438705674877468976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/absolutely.html' title='Absolutely'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzMWq0a9bI/AAAAAAAAARc/kSjgfcPm2qY/s72-c/beloved_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3158681545785743396</id><published>2010-05-05T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T03:30:41.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S-Bvwk2FE1I/AAAAAAAAARU/F8XpeOtPNhg/s1600/couple-holding-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467492827942687570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S-Bvwk2FE1I/AAAAAAAAARU/F8XpeOtPNhg/s320/couple-holding-hands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the autumn on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;between the traffic and the ordinary sounds&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking signs and seasons while a north wind blows through&lt;br /&gt;I watch as lovers pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Walking stories - whos and hows and whys&lt;br /&gt;Musing lazily on love&lt;br /&gt;Pondering you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it time, give it space and be still for a spell&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to walk that way we wanna walk it well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll be holding back the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Love is waiting til we're ready, til it's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is waiting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's my caution not the cold&lt;br /&gt;there's no other hand that i would rather hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the climate changes, I'm singing for the strangers about you&lt;br /&gt;don't keep time, slow the pace&lt;br /&gt;Honey hold on if you can&lt;br /&gt;the bets are getting surer now that you're my man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I could write a million songs about the way you say my name&lt;br /&gt;I could live a lifetime with you and then do it all again&lt;br /&gt;and like I can't force the sun to rise or hasten summer's start,&lt;br /&gt;neither should I rush my way into your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Brooke Fraser-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For most people a song like this would be about that special someone in their life, even for Brooke, this song was about her then fiancee. I sigh when I read the lyrics; they look and sound so beautiful, so gentle and so promising. Makes you wish that it was your story to tell. I often dream about my man; what he'd be like, how our lives would evolve together--it's nice to think about that part of my future. But he's just a fiction of my imagination. Goodness knows if I'd ever find him (or if he even exists). I've watched wayy to many movies and series and read wayy to many books, to know how wonderful and painful a relationship can be. A part of me wants it so badly, and another part of me knows what I'd be giving up for it. My biggest fear is losing God as my no.1 priority. Relationships can get sticky and though, and some where along the line, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;people get too caught up in themselves, &lt;u&gt;they forget about purpose and meaning.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So, though I sigh when I listen to songs like this, I somehow end up smiling because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know this &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; my story to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The only man in my life now is God, and that in itself is great. And of all the relationships you can be in, God's the only guy that will never let you down or dissapoint you. He'll never bore you, nor will He betray you. He'll never scold you, nor will He ever leave you. He's the best; He's perfect. What more could you ask for? Love's been waiting for me all along&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zyVqxyiX_wQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S-BvTNoq63I/AAAAAAAAARM/3pYYNzfH7S4/s1600/wrappedinlove_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467492323496225650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S-BvTNoq63I/AAAAAAAAARM/3pYYNzfH7S4/s320/wrappedinlove_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3158681545785743396?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3158681545785743396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3158681545785743396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3158681545785743396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-waiting.html' title='Love Is Waiting'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S-Bvwk2FE1I/AAAAAAAAARU/F8XpeOtPNhg/s72-c/couple-holding-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8236121772652151751</id><published>2010-04-15T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T01:33:02.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S8X6XstBzzI/AAAAAAAAARE/aFGdH1uFRWQ/s1600/love_letter_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460045408300551986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S8X6XstBzzI/AAAAAAAAARE/aFGdH1uFRWQ/s320/love_letter_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I once met a guy named Marc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I pursued him with my love, and pursued him with my love, until I felt my love captured his heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I asked him to be my boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;he said no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was unrelenting and ask him again, pursuing him with my love, and I pursued him with my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He still rejected me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I continued trying-I did not send my mother, nor did I send a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For in issues of love, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you must go yourself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the story of God&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;He pursued you with His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and pursues you with His love, and &lt;u&gt;you have perhaps not said yes&lt;/u&gt;. And &lt;strong&gt;even if you reject His love,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He pursues you ever still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was not enough to send an angel or a prophet or any other, &lt;em&gt;for in issues of love, you must go yourself&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so God has come.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my story, I try pursuing the guy with all that I have, &lt;em&gt;yet he still is un-captured by me and he rejects me so cruelly, I never see him again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This however is the story of Jesus-God had walked among us and He pursues us with His love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Though we reject Him many a time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;find excuses to delay Him&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;compromise Him&lt;/span&gt; in so many ways, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His love for us never ceases.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And He is here, even now, still pursuing you with His love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8236121772652151751?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8236121772652151751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8236121772652151751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8236121772652151751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-love-story.html' title='It&apos;s a love story'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S8X6XstBzzI/AAAAAAAAARE/aFGdH1uFRWQ/s72-c/love_letter_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5348361988623884800</id><published>2010-04-04T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:47:12.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S7ilc2U37vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7hGqgzQJlJk/s1600/perfect_love_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456292863597342450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S7ilc2U37vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7hGqgzQJlJk/s320/perfect_love_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I sit here, in this moment, completely in awe of You. I look at You and my heart questions, how is it possible, none of it makes sense. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yet You still love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;… Moment after moment I’m amazed at how You love, at Your faithfulness to us. I cannot begin to comprehend it. You just love; You make things so simple for us to understand; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all we need to do is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. There’s no complication to it. It’s so simple, so precise, so pure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yet we complicate things. We add the unnecessary, and remove the necessary. We get caught up in the chaos, we lose perspective and focus-we lose intention. In the end, some of us end up lost, end up confused and end up losing it-losing the love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Through it all, You still stay the same. Your love for us never changes, Your plan for us never changes. Your faith in us is steadfast. You chose to see the hope in us, and you cheer us on each step of the way. Who else could possibly love us like this? Who else could possible care for us like this? Who else could possibly stick around through thick and thin; not judging, not complaining, but loving all the way through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There’s no one else but You. Though I get scared at times, You tell me it’s ok. You look at me with this expression of pride and love, giving me so much confidence to push through. &lt;strong&gt;I feel so assured when I turn to You&lt;/strong&gt;. You’re the best thing in my life. I’m so secured in You. I picture your hand holding mine, and I know I’m going to be fine-The Lord my God is here and He’s going to pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m good, I’m safe and I’m loved-I lack nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5348361988623884800?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5348361988623884800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5348361988623884800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5348361988623884800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S7ilc2U37vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7hGqgzQJlJk/s72-c/perfect_love_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-7473061954861702847</id><published>2010-03-24T03:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:29:01.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S6kTbLpvoMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nWWBzXw808o/s1600-h/Square_Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God effortlessly created the world around us,&lt;br /&gt;But He didn’t stop there,&lt;br /&gt;In His own likeness He made mankind&lt;br /&gt;He made us&lt;br /&gt;He made me&lt;br /&gt;He made you&lt;br /&gt;God Almighty crafting something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Someone beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Someone unique&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you&lt;br /&gt;Rare&lt;br /&gt;Miraculous&lt;br /&gt;Unprecedented&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Breathed&lt;br /&gt;To life&lt;br /&gt;By the God Of the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But being made by God&lt;br /&gt;and for His glory&lt;br /&gt;Was not enough for us&lt;br /&gt;In time our hearts bent away from His&lt;br /&gt;And we walked away&lt;br /&gt;We walked our way&lt;br /&gt;Thinking something or someone else was better&lt;br /&gt;Like fools we abandoned the God of all creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But rebellion was bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;And soon death came&lt;br /&gt;Everything was torn&lt;br /&gt;And battered&lt;br /&gt;And bruised&lt;br /&gt;And broken&lt;br /&gt;And all our wells ran dry&lt;br /&gt;We were without hope&lt;br /&gt;And without God&lt;br /&gt;With no way&lt;br /&gt;Back to Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But God is rich in mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And His love for us&lt;br /&gt;Would not fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God had a plan&lt;br /&gt;An unthinkable plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;He would send His&lt;br /&gt;One and Only son&lt;br /&gt;In human flesh&lt;br /&gt;The innocent for the guilty&lt;br /&gt;A divine exchange&lt;br /&gt;Beyond comprehension&lt;br /&gt;The son of God would be offered in our place&lt;br /&gt;to be torn&lt;br /&gt;and battered&lt;br /&gt;and bruised&lt;br /&gt;and broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Until death came&lt;br /&gt;He breathed his final breath and freedom rang&lt;br /&gt;Chains were broken&lt;br /&gt;Death was finished&lt;br /&gt;And in the end&lt;br /&gt;His love was greater&lt;br /&gt;Than the grave&lt;br /&gt;And Life for us was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;God’s love is&lt;br /&gt;Higher than the mountain of our mess&lt;br /&gt;It runs deeper than&lt;br /&gt;The stains that mar us&lt;br /&gt;For He was pierced for&lt;br /&gt;Our Transgressions&lt;br /&gt;Crushed for our iniquities&lt;br /&gt;The punishment that&lt;br /&gt;Brought us peace&lt;br /&gt;Was on Him&lt;br /&gt;By His wounds&lt;br /&gt;We Are Healed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is Grace&lt;br /&gt;It is God&lt;br /&gt;He is Here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-BR04rz6zKA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S6kSfanUUUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RHG7glzEBUc/s1600-h/itisfinished_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451909154838171970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S6kSfanUUUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RHG7glzEBUc/s320/itisfinished_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-7473061954861702847?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7473061954861702847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/7473061954861702847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/7473061954861702847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/S6kSfanUUUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RHG7glzEBUc/s72-c/itisfinished_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2268817768454268238</id><published>2009-12-15T14:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:52:44.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SycwZ23WB9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/T4AJvmrvq1M/s1600-h/joy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415350297718818770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SycwZ23WB9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/T4AJvmrvq1M/s320/joy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Frank &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing of beauty is a joy forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;John Keats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;George Sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="002666"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="000414"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoever is happy will make others happy, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;f you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W. Beran Wolfe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sycu1Mus3bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2037YdlDSo0/s1600-h/joy1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415348568421359026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sycu1Mus3bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2037YdlDSo0/s320/joy1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2268817768454268238?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2268817768454268238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2268817768454268238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2268817768454268238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SycwZ23WB9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/T4AJvmrvq1M/s72-c/joy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1429165832725458296</id><published>2009-12-12T22:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:53:24.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loaves-Tom Holladay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOrAjSd1uI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-dlZ5TlKCRc/s1600-h/dontreject_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414359202990511842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOrAjSd1uI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-dlZ5TlKCRc/s320/dontreject_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOq4-EOUvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/4OLRxbbVwMo/s1600-h/setapart_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414359072739578610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOq4-EOUvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/4OLRxbbVwMo/s320/setapart_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Have you ever asked yourself, Why doesn’t God make our lives easier? Why doesn’t He just&lt;br /&gt;give us all the time that we need while we live in this world? Why doesn’t He just give us all the money we need while we live in this world? Why doesn’t He just give us all the resources we can possibly need? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think you probably know the answer. I know it for myself at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I had all the time, all the money, all the resources I needed in this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would have never looked to God and trusted Him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;’d just have trusted in myself the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jesus loves impossible situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;He’s God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impossible circumstances do not bother Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He doesn’t discard what we have and do something better. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He uses what we give Him to do something greater&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That’s what I love. It’s not like the boy comes up and says, .Here, Jesus, five loaves and two fish. And He goes, “That’s nice, that’s cute,” And throws them over into the trash. “Now watch what I, Jesus Christ, can do!”&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;He takes the loaves and He takes the fish and He uses what the boy gave Him to meet everybody’s need. It’s incredible. That’s what God does. He uses what we give Him to meet the needs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anytime you face a problem or a challenge and you feel small next to the problem, there’s no way you’ll lead in that circumstance. The world has a lot of problems and challenges that are tall. And if we don’t lead in that circumstance, nobody’s going to lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you don’t measure the problem or challenge according to your own abilities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sometimes often the answers to the most important and biggest questions of life are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;figured out logically&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They’re discovered relationally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The reason God allows impossible circumstances in our lives is to &lt;strong&gt;remind us of the fact that He is there&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We can turn to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Little in the hands of Jesus becomes much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOqDaTtK4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/OnsTQ2mB59c/s1600-h/robotscantlove_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414358152607771522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SyOqDaTtK4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/OnsTQ2mB59c/s320/robotscantlove_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-1429165832725458296?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1429165832725458296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/loaves-tom-holladay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1429165832725458296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Exception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6Qu2FqpWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/r2oL5EjzBjA/s1600-h/heart2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922936613578082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6Qu2FqpWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/r2oL5EjzBjA/s320/heart2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6QfCGoZlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8BtY95qW_GU/s1600-h/heart3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922664960943698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6QfCGoZlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8BtY95qW_GU/s320/heart3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6QCHKlw4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/-U6cwHcXPs4/s1600-h/heart4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922168103519106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6QCHKlw4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/-U6cwHcXPs4/s320/heart4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6P4ewDMMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sQuO9dmPn-0/s1600-h/heart6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922002635960514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6P4ewDMMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sQuO9dmPn-0/s320/heart6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PwrLrndI/AAAAAAAAAPM/u5woC0Kpvkc/s1600-h/heart5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412921868534128082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PwrLrndI/AAAAAAAAAPM/u5woC0Kpvkc/s320/heart5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PX8VP0iI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1159ZEPhEX0/s1600-h/heart+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412921443640922658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PX8VP0iI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1159ZEPhEX0/s320/heart+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was younger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw my daddy cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And curse at the wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He broke his own heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I watched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As he tried to reassemble it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my momma swore that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She would never let herself forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that was the day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I promised I'd never sing of love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it does not exist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But darling,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;are, the only exception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, are, the only exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, are, the only exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I know, somewhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep in my soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That love never lasts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we've got to find other ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make it alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep a straight face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I've always lived like this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keeping a comfortable,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And up until now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had sworn to myself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I'm Content &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with loneliness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because none of it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was ever worth the risk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, are, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the only exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, are, the only exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, are, the only exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've got a tight grip on reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I can't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let go of what's in front of me here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohh---&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm on my way to believing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, And I'm on my way to believing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXewWr8V6Vg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXewWr8V6Vg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PFnvq5mI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Yju2B7zCgFU/s1600-h/heart100.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412921128876959330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6PFnvq5mI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Yju2B7zCgFU/s320/heart100.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-6032471868834078149?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6032471868834078149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-exception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/6032471868834078149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/6032471868834078149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-exception.html' title='The Only Exception'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Sx6Qu2FqpWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/r2oL5EjzBjA/s72-c/heart2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8300342699886304293</id><published>2009-12-07T03:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T03:55:59.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selah II (random)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SxwKk7p8TSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l7NgzzllL9Y/s1600-h/risingsunegg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412212481797672226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SxwKk7p8TSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l7NgzzllL9Y/s320/risingsunegg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alan Cohen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not obligated to win. You're obligated to keep trying to do the best you can every day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marian Wright Edelman &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. To not dare is to lose oneself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soren Kierkegaard &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see things; and you say, "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Bernard Shaw &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one should negotiate their dreams. Dreams must be free to flee and fly high. No government, no legislature, has a right to limit your dreams. You should never agree to surrender your dreams &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse Jackson &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To effectively communicate, we must realize that we are all different in the way we perceive the world and use this understanding as a guide to our communication with others. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tony Robbins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our obedience is love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel Houston&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it will not betray you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dismay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enslave you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it will set you free.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be more like the man you were made to be"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SxwJLLb6WcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YHgaTu3XvQk/s1600-h/cool2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412210939845564866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SxwJLLb6WcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YHgaTu3XvQk/s320/cool2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8300342699886304293?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8300342699886304293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/selah-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8300342699886304293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8300342699886304293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/selah-ii.html' title='Selah II (random)'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SxwKk7p8TSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l7NgzzllL9Y/s72-c/risingsunegg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8941300034871405388</id><published>2009-11-25T03:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:22:06.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question God Is Asking Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m not asking you how much you know about Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to ask you “Do you really know Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you really &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;want &lt;/u&gt;M&lt;/em&gt;e?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8941300034871405388?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8941300034871405388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/question-god-is-asking-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8941300034871405388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8941300034871405388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/question-god-is-asking-us.html' title='The Question God Is Asking Us'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3583475675054344300</id><published>2009-11-25T02:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:10:07.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living for Nothing and Living for Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SwwsgXGhHxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Z0hOkXn2hgk/s1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407746187033911058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SwwsgXGhHxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Z0hOkXn2hgk/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that one's life has meaning, that one is needed in this world”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Hannah Senesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;“Many people have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification, but through fidelity to a worthy purpose” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“The purpose of life is a life of purpose” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Robert Byrne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;“Where am I? Who am I? How did I come to be here? What is this thing called the world? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And If I am compelled to take part in it, Where is the director? I want to see him” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Soren Kierkegaard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“As a teenager, I often wondered how the ending will be like. What does the end look like? It’s not an image that we can comprehend because we’ve been waking up every day with a today—there has never been an end for us. So what is it like? And in the midst of those thoughts, I wonder, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘What have I done to deserve “the end”?’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We all do come to a point where we reflect our achievements, our whole life, and wonder has there been really anything accomplished?? I believe &lt;strong&gt;purpose has been planted in all of us&lt;/strong&gt;; a sense to make something of ourselves; beyond the surviving and living, there’s something else within us there always wants to go further, to try harder for more. Only difference is between the wanting and the doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a difference between living for nothing and living for something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some of us chose not to live out that in built gene of purpose, and decide to focus on the surviving and living. My story is that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was dead until I recognized the part of me that wanted to fulfil purpose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And until I chose it, and till now am totally committed to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is my purpose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And ever since that day of recognition and realization, my life has never been the same. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. This is my story, my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s time to question yours&lt;/span&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Annemarie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;“But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Paul Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Romans 8:27-29 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(New Living Translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the Father who &lt;em&gt;knows all hearts&lt;/em&gt; knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers in harmony with God’s own will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SwwrNEGsUMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/IFnZk2qRolw/s1600/why_vintage_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407744756005228738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SwwrNEGsUMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/IFnZk2qRolw/s320/why_vintage_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3583475675054344300?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3583475675054344300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-for-nothing-and-living-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3583475675054344300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3583475675054344300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-for-nothing-and-living-for.html' title='Living for Nothing and Living for Something'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SwwsgXGhHxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Z0hOkXn2hgk/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2624119531231223327</id><published>2009-10-25T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:56:53.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SuR1OVIAPuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ffzkXA0LaT4/s1600-h/forfreedom_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396567142546030306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SuR1OVIAPuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ffzkXA0LaT4/s320/forfreedom_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always go into this state of deep thought every night before I sleep. It’s just a habit that I can’t seem to get rid of (psychologically this has been proven to affect your dream out comes-you tend to dream about what you think about before you sleep, which thus explains my out-of-this-world dreams). I can’t even remember where my thoughts started off this one night, but it led on to what you’re about to read after this paragraph. As the thoughts came, I started typing it out on my phone, I didn’t reread it, or think about it, I just typed what was on my mind. I do however remember thinking, “I wonder what will happen in the end..?” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s really ‘philosophical-ish’; deep in that sense. And I may sound so crazy, but, really, if you were in my shoes, living my life, you’d know exactly what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;meant.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Because when I look at You, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I see hope&lt;/span&gt;, I see light, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I see a future&lt;/span&gt;. That even though the world is falling apart and everything can go so wrong…&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I know I can still smile&lt;/span&gt;; because I see You and when I do, all my fears, questions, confusion, everything is swept away. I’m assured that at the end of this, everything I’ve been through &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;will still matter&lt;/span&gt; and that who and what I live for still counts for something…&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I look at You and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just Know&lt;/span&gt;..I just Know things I can’t even calculate, can’t even comprehend—things that are so illogical…Yet, there’s this voice, this light inside of me that keeps me warm and away from the confusion…&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I’m so at peace&lt;/span&gt;…It’s such a strange thing to experience, but I know it’s all wonderful and worth it…Because through it all, I’m still smiling-always smiling, always happy…&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Never failing to see a reason&lt;/span&gt; to wake up every morning-a reason to live-&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;He gives me a reason&lt;/span&gt;, a reason to do all that I do… "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11-14 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;11 For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. 12 In those days when you pray, I will listen. 13 If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. 14 I will be found by you,” says the Lord. “I will end your captivity and restore your fortunes. I will gather you out of the nations where I sent you and will bring you home again to your own land.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7472294342383163269-2624119531231223327?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2624119531231223327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2624119531231223327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2624119531231223327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SuR1OVIAPuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ffzkXA0LaT4/s72-c/forfreedom_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-348013838915746185</id><published>2009-08-27T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:08:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Hold Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SparHx_tvxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fcD5Mhtn5ME/s1600-h/Almighty0228Wall_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374671355481276178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SparHx_tvxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fcD5Mhtn5ME/s320/Almighty0228Wall_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On that day when I see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that You have for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I see You face to face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There surrounded by Your grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All my fears swept away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the light of Your embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where Your love is all I need&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And forever I am free&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the streets are made of gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Your presence healed and whole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the songs of heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rise to You alone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No weeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no hurt or pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No suffering &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No darkness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no sick or lame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No hiding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In this life I will stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through my joy and my pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing there's a greater day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a hope that never fails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where Your Name is lifted high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And forever praises rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the glory of Your Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm believing for the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the wars and violence cease&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All creation&lt;/span&gt; lives in peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the songs of heavenRise to You alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my heart will give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the glory to Your Name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Kingdom come,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your will be done,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here on earth,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as it is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GH-AkJDkNE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GH-AkJDkNE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Spap8jCqSxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/iDALCQh_iRM/s1600-h/1865482908_20b890274b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374670062976912146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Spap8jCqSxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/iDALCQh_iRM/s320/1865482908_20b890274b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-348013838915746185?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/348013838915746185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-hold-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/348013838915746185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/348013838915746185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-hold-me-now.html' title='You Hold Me Now'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SparHx_tvxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fcD5Mhtn5ME/s72-c/Almighty0228Wall_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2652246836009180500</id><published>2009-08-21T01:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:41:09.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How He Loves Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/So2B6glvVpI/AAAAAAAAANs/VREAnYm-qnw/s1600-h/lovina_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372092772703491730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/So2B6glvVpI/AAAAAAAAANs/VREAnYm-qnw/s320/lovina_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  I was thinking the other day, about God and me-our relationship, and just shook my head in awe as I thought about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how He loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It’s &lt;em&gt;incredible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  I don’t think I could ever come to a point of really understanding or comprehending how much He actually cares about me-it’s &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;massive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. All my life, the one thing that has always struck me; left me speechless; is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when one cares and loves another unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. I see it— through a father and his child, or a husband and his wife and think to myself “How I wish I had that...” &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, when I stop and think about all the times God has been there for me, I smile, cause I know I have it already&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; I have that security and that source of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  I sometimes try to convince myself that I love God just as much as His loves me, just to make it seem fair. But, it’s stupid really. His love for us, is... there’s no word in the English (or in any language for that matter) that can come close to describing it. It’s &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;never changes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, from the moment we were born, to the second we die, He will always love us the same. Isn’t that just crazy (in an amazing way)?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  I still shake my head thinking about it because when I try to reason with something like that, I get lost; it has no sense to it, no logic; yet, it’s &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt;, it’s &lt;em&gt;truth&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything about how He feels for us is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;genuine&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;authentic&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;personal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There’s not a second of our lives that He does not take note of, He really loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  There are a lot of things that have gone old for me; things that I’m used to or that I’ve gotten familiar with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But every time the thought of how He loves, strikes me, I’m in a whole new place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. It’s a revelation to me every time, I can’t explain it, it’s just different. I’m in love again every single time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There’s really &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;like&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Him&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Psalm 36:5-6 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;God's love is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;meteoric&lt;/span&gt;,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; His loyalty &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;astronomic,&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;His purpose &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;titanic,&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;  His verdicts &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oceanic.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yet in His largeness,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing gets lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/So2BjEBMduI/AAAAAAAAANk/V-OMMN6_6LU/s1600-h/jesus+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372092369897027298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/So2BjEBMduI/AAAAAAAAANk/V-OMMN6_6LU/s320/jesus+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2652246836009180500?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2652246836009180500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-he-loves-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2652246836009180500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2652246836009180500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-he-loves-us.html' title='How He Loves Us'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/So2B6glvVpI/AAAAAAAAANs/VREAnYm-qnw/s72-c/lovina_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5120709404427250203</id><published>2009-08-19T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:36:29.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SowZz84EjrI/AAAAAAAAANc/nbizBH-Ddvs/s1600-h/notwstreet_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371696835851488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SowZz84EjrI/AAAAAAAAANc/nbizBH-Ddvs/s320/notwstreet_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God this is our prayer Father, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we will be&lt;/span&gt; a people&lt;/u&gt; Lord &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that will &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make the tough choices in life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord that we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wouldn’t be &lt;em&gt;afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or &lt;em&gt;intimidated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the world, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that we will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;rise up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Your church &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;across the earth; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God a people &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;dedicated&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;your hands&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;your feet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;running this race &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for the least of these&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For &lt;em&gt;the lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for &lt;em&gt;the broken&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for &lt;em&gt;the hurting&lt;/em&gt; God,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we pray for them now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;commit our lives&lt;/span&gt; Jesus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Kingdom established&lt;/span&gt; on this earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, I pray &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wouldn’t just leave it in this place, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that we will take this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;take what you’ve done in our hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We&lt;em&gt; Will Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into this world God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;push down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;the four walls of our church buildings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to see Your name lifted higher. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your glory God, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your glory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Jesus name we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;praise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and we &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all of God’s people say, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joel Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 58:6-9 (NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;“ &lt;u&gt;Is this not the fast that I have chosen&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To loose the bonds of wickedness,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   To undo the heavy burdens,     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  To let the oppressed go free,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;u&gt;ou break every yoke&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;  Is it not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;share your bread with the hungry,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;    And that you bring to your house the poor who are cast out;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you see the naked, that you cover him,     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  And not hide yourself from your own flesh?  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Then your light shall break forth like the morning,  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     Your healing shall spring forth speedily,  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     And your righteousness shall go before you; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then you shall call, and the LORD will answer;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You shall cry, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He will say, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Here I am.’ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SowWftjH3aI/AAAAAAAAANU/s4vyqCa09Bc/s1600-h/Broken_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5120709404427250203?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5120709404427250203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/solution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5120709404427250203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5120709404427250203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/solution.html' title='The Solution'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SowZz84EjrI/AAAAAAAAANc/nbizBH-Ddvs/s72-c/notwstreet_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5331364955869370893</id><published>2009-08-18T03:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:32:15.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Reason To Hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomtvABsMEI/AAAAAAAAANE/H0YH5xxtOyM/s1600-h/jumping-for-joy-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371015053588574274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomtvABsMEI/AAAAAAAAANE/H0YH5xxtOyM/s320/jumping-for-joy-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We've got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we've got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've got the answer inside of us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its time we took the disguises off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll see Your glory revealed, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;u&gt;See Your Name Lifted High&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theres nobody else for us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus You are the only One!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Are FREE!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are everything, everything we need!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theres not a minute to waste not a second to lose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Theres a city that waits for us&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's time we took all the lamp shades off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll see Your glory revealed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And see your name lifted high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is nobody else for us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus You are the only one!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're alive and we are free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are everything, everything we need!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love has spoken and we believe, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are everything everything we need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing compares to You,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing could ever seperate us now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love is ours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing can seperate us&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can come between us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing can seperate us now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xtUsJOHsA8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xtUsJOHsA8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Matthew 5:14-17 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You are the light of the world&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and &lt;em&gt;it gives light to everyone in the house&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the same way, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let your light shine before men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that they may see your good deeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;praise your Father in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SompVS6qofI/AAAAAAAAAM8/qW_XuBxiFCo/s1600-h/chandee_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371010213936275954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SompVS6qofI/AAAAAAAAAM8/qW_XuBxiFCo/s320/chandee_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5331364955869370893?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5331364955869370893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-reason-to-hide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5331364955869370893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5331364955869370893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-reason-to-hide.html' title='No Reason To Hide'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomtvABsMEI/AAAAAAAAANE/H0YH5xxtOyM/s72-c/jumping-for-joy-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1812685244326049544</id><published>2009-08-17T23:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:58:36.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Driving Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomMKfRzrJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yK7osuoAIqw/s1600-h/gracegiven_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370978142438796434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomMKfRzrJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yK7osuoAIqw/s320/gracegiven_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been the hardest thing I have yet endured this year-my driving exam. This was something that literally kept me up at night for a whole year! &lt;em&gt;I never liked driving&lt;/em&gt;; never liked associating myself behind the wheel moving the machine; everything about it just scared me and I knew before I tried that I’d be a hopeless driver. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When the time came, when I was pushed and forced by everyone I knew I had to get this problem sorted out, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I felt like I had to face death.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So finally the day came and all I remember is how sick I felt and how bad I wanted to get it over with. My first try, I failed the one part I was dreading-a.k.a ‘the slope’. Even though I passed what most people would fail-the road-I still wasn’t happy because I had to return to that place again to pass the obstacle course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So a while later, I came back and this time I was actually confident. I got through the tough parts but at the very end, on my three point turn, apparently I backed up too far and my bumper went over the white line. So the guy stopped me, asked me to step out, sign this paper, and apparently, I had failed, again. I had never felt *so* angry in my life. A second time? Seriously?? I really wanted to blow up something. I started telling myself, “That’s it. I’m never driving again...” What was worse was having to go back and tell those who knew that I had failed, again. All I wanted to do at that point was just sit at a corner and cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I set a date to make another go at it. I didn’t think much of it during the days in between-wasn’t bothered to be bothered by it. Finally when Sunday came and I had my practice round, I was a mess. I kept making mistakes over again, and this time, I actually hit a pole, something I had never done, ever! I remember tearing up in the car with my instructor in it, feeling like the world’s worst driver. I couldn’t sleep at all on Sunday. It was when I woke up and that I realized I actually did manage to sleep. I called an Uncle of mine. It was nice talking to him because he made me laugh; I really needed that;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter always helps me in moments of intensity. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long story short, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally made it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I got through everything and now I have that stupid piece of plastic that allows me to drive freely on the road. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;One important thing, even though it was so hard for me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;God had me taken care of at all times&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It’s scary sometimes, going through something that you have no control over and feeling so helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;. I think I forget that easily;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;we get so caught up in the moment sometimes, we forget what’s most important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;; in this case, I really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had nothing to worry about&lt;/span&gt;. It’s simple, He’s like a father to us, and whatever a father can do for his child, he will. And the other thing, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;never give up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As corny and cheesy as it sounds, it’s so true. We fall ever so often real easy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And people make the mistake by choosing to stay down instead of getting up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;We have to really start giving God the credit that He deserves, believing that the little(or big)things that we have no control over can be taken care of by Him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my faith.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have nothing else in this world, not unless it’s Him. God got me through this and I’m eternally grateful for that. No words can express it, I’m just so damn happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BE STRONG IN THE GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7472294342383163269-1812685244326049544?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1812685244326049544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-exam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1812685244326049544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1812685244326049544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-exam.html' title='The Driving Exam'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SomMKfRzrJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yK7osuoAIqw/s72-c/gracegiven_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2540329002497534330</id><published>2009-07-31T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:44:09.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think We Have An Emergency</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL_pTYOaaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O8E6G06flkU/s1600-h/emergency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364631191193282978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL_pTYOaaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O8E6G06flkU/s320/emergency.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think we have an emergency &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I won't stop holding on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So are you listening?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So are you watching me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I won't stop holding on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is an emergency&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So are you listening?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL9gaj_M6I/AAAAAAAAAMU/0Sk3aj30hHg/s1600-h/broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364628839479587746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL9gaj_M6I/AAAAAAAAAMU/0Sk3aj30hHg/s320/broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I can't pretend that I don't see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;To talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause' I've seen love die way too many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've seen you cry way too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When &lt;u&gt;you deserved to be alive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So you give up every chance you get&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel new again&lt;br /&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you do your best to show me love&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;So are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So are you watching me?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well I can't pretend that I don't see this&lt;br /&gt;It's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(The scars they will not fade away)&lt;br /&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cause' I've seen love die way too many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I've seen you cry way too many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When you deserved to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Alive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Alive...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364627358454661074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL8KNUIP9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/a__hvBCprkQ/s320/im_alive_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wcmtcbohuxg&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=D04C71064ED06957&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=11"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wcmtcbohuxg&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=D04C71064ED06957&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2540329002497534330?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2540329002497534330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-we-have-emergency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2540329002497534330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2540329002497534330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-we-have-emergency.html' title='I Think We Have An Emergency'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnL_pTYOaaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O8E6G06flkU/s72-c/emergency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-7337642641452706945</id><published>2009-07-30T03:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:14:10.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnChGaD3vuI/AAAAAAAAAME/_jOQeyZRWRs/s1600-h/jesus-believer_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363964287645105890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnChGaD3vuI/AAAAAAAAAME/_jOQeyZRWRs/s320/jesus-believer_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Jesus calls us into covenant, He’s not calling us just to give us stuff; There’s Something Deeper-an underline purpose at hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love listening to podcasts; especially ones from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Judah Smith&lt;/span&gt;; he’s truly a phenomenal man of God and (as corny as this sounds) he changes so much inside of me each time I listen to him. Really, the talent that God has placed in him is incredible, I’m so happy that he’s using it all for His glory-teaches me and inspires me to live out my life wholly and completely for God.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was this one message that truly captured me-titled, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‘Make Me’&lt;/span&gt;. I caught a lot from the message, so here are a couple of points. I really don’t want to butcher it by planting in my own words, so I’m leaving it in point form. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Read it, Understand it. Digest it, and Act On It. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 4:18-20&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen."Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and &lt;u&gt;I will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;make you&lt;/span&gt; fishers of men&lt;/u&gt;." At once they left their nets and followed him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Is Here To Shape Us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before God has any aspirations of giving us anything, He has a preordained plan to shape us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don’t want to be made, then don’t follow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Jesus said the word 'Will'--&gt; no discussion, no debate—either you follow and get made, or you stay behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke 15: 11-20&lt;br /&gt;1Jesus continued: "There was a man who had two sons. 1The younger one said to his father, 'Father, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;give me&lt;/span&gt; my share of the estate.' So he divided his property between them.&lt;br /&gt;"Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.&lt;br /&gt;"When he came to his senses, he said, 'How many of my father's hired men have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;make me&lt;/span&gt; like one of your hired men.'So he got up and went to his father. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will never be able to do what God is asking us to do as long as you have the ‘give me’ attitude[&lt;/strong&gt;"Father give me my share of the estate"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We should be saying, "I’m not here for what you can just give me, I’m Here For What You Can Make Me,”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The context of &lt;u&gt;discipleship&lt;/u&gt; is not ‘give me’, it’s ‘make me’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Discipleship is not the choice of the leader, &lt;em&gt;it’s the choice of the follower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give Me--&gt; Add        Make Me--&gt; Abide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is not a democracy, this is a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dictatorship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; called the Kingdom of God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God will Give You once you say-“Make Me”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Many a time God does not give us a burden because we don’t have the attitude to carry it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think sometimes people just don’t like being slapped on the face, cause it hurts. But, most times, a slap on the face is the one thing we’re all missing in our lives. I learnt a lot from this message, and I hope you did too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-7337642641452706945?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7337642641452706945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/7337642641452706945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/7337642641452706945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-me.html' title='Make Me'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SnChGaD3vuI/AAAAAAAAAME/_jOQeyZRWRs/s72-c/jesus-believer_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-9201289025927698211</id><published>2009-07-23T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:36:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compelled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Smg2lRMrYkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4zvzXJRtBW4/s1600-h/faithfulness_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595370284212802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Smg2lRMrYkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4zvzXJRtBW4/s320/faithfulness_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 25:35-40 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;"Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Enter, you who are blessed by my Father! Take what's coming to you in this kingdom. It's been ready for you since the world's foundation. And here's why: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was hungry and you fed me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was thirsty and you gave me a drink, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was homeless and you gave me a room, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was shivering and you gave me clothes, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was sick and you stopped to visit, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was in prison and you came to me.'&lt;br /&gt;"Then those 'sheep' are going to say, 'Master, what are you talking about? When did we ever see you hungry and feed you, thirsty and give you a drink? And when did we ever see you sick or in prison and come to you?' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the King will say, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that was me--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you did it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;One random day on the streets on Calcutta, a well-to-do business man noticed an elderly lady sitting by the road side mending the wounds of a leper. He went up to her and told her, “I wouldn’t do what you are doing now for a million dollars”. “Neither would I,” she replied. “I am only doing this for 5 words-‘You Did It for Me’”. This woman was Mother Teresa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Corinthians 5 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we are out of our mind&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;it is for the sake of God&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;em&gt;if we are in our right mind&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;u&gt;it is for you&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;For Christ's love compels us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because we are &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;convinced&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that one died for all, and therefore all died. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And he died for all&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;that those who live should &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no longer live for themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for him who died for them and was raised again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"We are all pencils in the hand of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mother Teresa&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/7472294342383163269-9201289025927698211?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9201289025927698211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/compelled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9201289025927698211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/9201289025927698211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/compelled.html' title='Compelled'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Smg2lRMrYkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4zvzXJRtBW4/s72-c/faithfulness_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2527624762780934129</id><published>2009-07-20T23:34:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:31:01.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stupid Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYji1edMI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-k_T-azyf8/s1600-h/hillsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360577192891675842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYji1edMI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-k_T-azyf8/s320/hillsong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360577108323052066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYenyvqiI/AAAAAAAAALk/MVx3UYI818A/s320/hillsong4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYLcWHCBI/AAAAAAAAALU/CR6at_0p8qg/s1600-h/hillsong-z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576778832644114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYLcWHCBI/AAAAAAAAALU/CR6at_0p8qg/s320/hillsong-z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYGF1epNI/AAAAAAAAALM/4dn5waxLNHA/s1600-h/hillsong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576686890853586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYGF1epNI/AAAAAAAAALM/4dn5waxLNHA/s320/hillsong2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYAPgagMI/AAAAAAAAALE/XNQ2UEC0cjE/s1600-h/hillsong5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576586407641282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYAPgagMI/AAAAAAAAALE/XNQ2UEC0cjE/s320/hillsong5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did they have to be so damn talented?? Why did God have to just build them up to be such phenomenal men and women?? Seriously! And what’s worse is that, I relate to them so much; &lt;em&gt;I love their music, their worship, the songs, everything&lt;/em&gt;...It kills me sometimes that I’m not with them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The raw talent that they possess is just ridiculous, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;their heart for God inspires me beyond anything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. What I love most is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how united they all are&lt;/span&gt;. They illustrate the meaning of ‘family’ so well, it’s just sick...haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love them so much it frustrates me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes as I’m lying on my bed praying for the lost, broken and hurting to be saved, I quickly sneak in my own request which is to end up down under at that church, haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some one save me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What actually matters is that &lt;em&gt;these people exemplify the grace and power of God undoubtly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They’re amazing people, (even though I have no idea who they are) from their worship &lt;em&gt;I believe they are remarkable people&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And they teach me, each and every time I hear or see them, to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;chase after the heart of God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and do whatever it takes it to please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They’ve such &lt;em&gt;a heart for the people&lt;/em&gt; of this world and have posses such &lt;em&gt;a focus for the vision and purpose of God&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thank God that I have had the profound privilege of knowing about them and obtaining any piece of material that involves them. &lt;em&gt;They push and pull me through every time things are difficult in my life&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;turn my perspective back to the things that truly matters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love them, from the bottom of my heart, I do. And, I really thank God for making such incredible people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They’ve made such a mark in this world and in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSOvp89amI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ss410vCgji8/s1600-h/hillsong3.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360566405844265570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSOvp89amI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ss410vCgji8/s320/hillsong3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2527624762780934129?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2527624762780934129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-stupid-question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2527624762780934129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2527624762780934129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-stupid-question.html' title='My Stupid Question'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmSYji1edMI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-k_T-azyf8/s72-c/hillsong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1534531987811572340</id><published>2009-07-20T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:49:00.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmRHv3xdoPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dMH48xdSHUU/s1600-h/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360488344228569330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmRHv3xdoPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dMH48xdSHUU/s320/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's &lt;u&gt;your love&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's your love that has&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;saved me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;your blood&lt;/em&gt;, it's &lt;u&gt;your blood&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's your blood that has &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;claimed me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Q8iWOTDpJg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Q8iWOTDpJg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(click me,please)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm captured every time I hear these words, because it's so beautiful;and so &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's captures me every time I think about it. I'm litreally brought to tears because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Is My Cry to God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So speechless&amp;amp;expression-less sometimes, when I have so much stirred up inside of me but have no way to communicate it, I just say those words and everything that is within me is let out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The definition of each line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Really let it sink into you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something will happen, inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I promise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360488069619977506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmRHf4xrDSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6Akaym0oFTQ/s320/Total-Surrender-Photographic-Print-C12269788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-1534531987811572340?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1534531987811572340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/think-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1534531987811572340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1534531987811572340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/think-about-it.html' title='Think About It'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SmRHv3xdoPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dMH48xdSHUU/s72-c/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-1660578405217865179</id><published>2009-07-12T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:50:23.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlmxqUrH0lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uYKpOU9EjV0/s1600-h/Square_Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357508572396114514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlmxqUrH0lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uYKpOU9EjV0/s320/Square_Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Acts 20:22-24 (The Message)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-24"But there is another urgency before me now. I feel compelled to go to Jerusalem. I'm completely in the dark about what will happen when I get there. I do know that it won't be any picnic, for the Holy Spirit has let me know repeatedly and clearly that there are hard times and imprisonment ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But that matters little.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What matters most to me is to &lt;em&gt;finish what God started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: the job the Master Jesus gave me of letting everyone I meet know all about this incredibly extravagant generosity of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;28"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now it's up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Be on your toes—both for yourselves and your congregation of sheep. The Holy Spirit has put you in charge of these people—&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God's people they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;—to guard and protect them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God himself thought they were worth dying for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Isaiah 58:6-9 (New King James Version)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6 “ Is this not &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the fast that I have chosen&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To loose the bonds of wickedness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To undo the heavy burdens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To let the oppressed go free, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And that you break every yoke? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7 Is it not to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;share your bread with the hungry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And that you bring to your house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the poor who are cast out; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you see the naked, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you cover him&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And not hide yourself from your own flesh?&lt;br /&gt;8 Then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your light shall break forth like the morning,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your healing shall spring forth speedily, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And your righteousness shall go before you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9 Then you shall call, and the LORD will answer; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You shall cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Psalm 30:11-12 (The Message)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You did it&lt;/span&gt;: you changed wild lament &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;into whirling dance; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You ripped off my black mourning band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and decked me with wildflowers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm about to burst with song; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep quiet about you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, my God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't thank you enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Slmt4yfBZ0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tTlzcHtmWHg/s1600-h/chooselife_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357504422870083394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/Slmt4yfBZ0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tTlzcHtmWHg/s320/chooselife_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7472294342383163269-1660578405217865179?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1660578405217865179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1660578405217865179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/1660578405217865179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminder.html' title='The Reminder'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlmxqUrH0lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uYKpOU9EjV0/s72-c/Square_Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-4316193785977197042</id><published>2009-07-09T02:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:13:13.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Flames Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTuFNNmMCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PssJVvwq5C0/s1600-h/angel_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356167630063808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTuFNNmMCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PssJVvwq5C0/s320/angel_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; we all became, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;such fragile broken things,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A memory remains,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a tiny spark,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I give it all my oxygen, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to let the flames begin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let the flames begin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohhhh Glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohh Glory! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is, how we'll dance when,when they try to take us down,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what we'll be ohh glory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere weakness is our strength,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'll die searching for it, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't let myself regret, such selfishness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My pain I know the trouble caused, no matter how long,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe that there's hope, buried beneath it all, and,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hiding beneath it all and,growing beneath it all and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is, how we'll dance when,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They try to take us down, This is how we'll sing out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how we'll stand when, when they burn our houses down, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what we'll be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Glory!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTr5iRwN9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/dt9KAB6oHr8/s1600-h/jesus+struggle_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356165230536701906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTr5iRwN9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/dt9KAB6oHr8/s320/jesus+struggle_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reaching as I sink down into life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reaching as I sink down into life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is, how we dance when,when they try to take us down,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how we'll sing out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is, how we'll stand when,when they burn our houses down,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what we'll be Oh Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Father, Oh Father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I am ready, wont You let it begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I Am Here Now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to dance,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Mighty Palm of Your Hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTqK7yAq4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/akP2wFmVyWI/s1600-h/Wisdom_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356163330417404802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTqK7yAq4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/akP2wFmVyWI/s320/Wisdom_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJc4zUUewCY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJc4zUUewCY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-4316193785977197042?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4316193785977197042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-flames-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/4316193785977197042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/4316193785977197042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-flames-begin.html' title='Let The Flames Begin'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlTuFNNmMCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PssJVvwq5C0/s72-c/angel_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-224346078436098129</id><published>2009-07-07T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:32:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resonable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlNcQv2NseI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dL7120R2-Pw/s1600-h/jesus+angelonmyside_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355725824665170402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlNcQv2NseI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dL7120R2-Pw/s320/jesus+angelonmyside_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;I’m here because You set the bar. You set the mark, the standard, and I’m only living by it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care so deeply about You. I love You beyond anything I could have ever imagined and the burden You have birthed in my heart is nothing short of immense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You compel me like no one else. You move me, touch me, inspire me, and motivate me like none other. I really feel so unlike the person I assume myself to be when I’m around You, even when I just think about You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What You’ve done for me, is just beyond comparison. I can never come remotely close to giving You back what You gave me. But, I will say with every second of my life on gravity, that I’m grateful; though that may not do much, I’ll still say it; Thank You. And, again with every other second of breath I have, I live it For You. Because it is only logical; only reasonable; and You Deserve It. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“I beseech you therefore brethren by the mercies of God that you present your bodies as a living sacrifice holy and acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Romans 12:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlNalFBGXOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iVChGbujOqI/s1600-h/jesus+king_of_kings.jpg"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723974922099938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlNalFBGXOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iVChGbujOqI/s320/jesus+king_of_kings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7472294342383163269-224346078436098129?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/224346078436098129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/resonable.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/224346078436098129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/224346078436098129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/resonable.html' title='Resonable'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlNcQv2NseI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dL7120R2-Pw/s72-c/jesus+angelonmyside_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5750356855072515743</id><published>2009-07-07T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:44:50.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJR6pdKJDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SFmk0ROYqCc/s1600-h/graphic_eyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432974899356722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJR6pdKJDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SFmk0ROYqCc/s320/graphic_eyes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRzRnELnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BNmotUGgEgQ/s1600-h/meganne_forbes_listening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432848239373938" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRzRnELnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BNmotUGgEgQ/s320/meganne_forbes_listening.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRy8vBtHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dp7XlQgHbMM/s1600-h/bigeyesww0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRys24PTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Del2FPRoRA/s1600-h/hands_graphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432838373588274" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRys24PTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Del2FPRoRA/s320/hands_graphic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432659575097794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJRoSx_ycI/AAAAAAAAAIc/gGeq3mCOpYY/s320/lips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alan Cohen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Austin Dacey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guts are important. Your guts are what digest things. But it is your brains that tell you which things to swallow and which not to swallow"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brian Houston&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Kingdom of God is SO MUCH bigger than yours or my little worlds! Thank God He includes us! B."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"My heroes are the ones who survived doing it wrong, who made mistakes, but recovered from them."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The less you know, the more you believe. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To be one, to be united is a great thing. But to respect the right to be different is maybe even greater."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's not knowing the answers that really matters, it's knowing the right questions to ask."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"History, like God, is watching what we do."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Make mistakes, there's nothing wrong with trying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why blame others for the problem you see? Stop, get up, and fix it. Take accountability. Lead. Please, you are needed!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you're scared, you're going to find every reason to not do what you know you need to do. With faith, you just do it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joel Houston&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“To whom 'much' is given... 'much' is required...... how 'much' do you really want it?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Nobody laughs at God in a hospital. No-one laughs at God in a war. No-one laughs at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Value people the same way Jesus valued us”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Take the focus off of ourselves and start paying attention to humanity-the king the beggar, the famous the faceless-everyone”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5750356855072515743?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5750356855072515743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/selah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5750356855072515743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5750356855072515743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/selah.html' title='Selah'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlJR6pdKJDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SFmk0ROYqCc/s72-c/graphic_eyes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-3971779056261317962</id><published>2009-07-07T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:28:11.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago (Hillsong Conference 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIvbrfmrBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Rl9cqh0iCjY/s1600-h/3397776847_a04b181bc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIvbTBoKPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tAXwAOmMoyU/s1600-h/3394376809_423bfb4b88_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_twPA_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/B8AlAWakUAg/s1600-h/2320374981_83839cf47e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394579045483506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_twPA_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/B8AlAWakUAg/s320/2320374981_83839cf47e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_uS_XFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8SxiOsRb3Bc/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394579191258194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_uS_XFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8SxiOsRb3Bc/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_T30OjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1Tx3cga4_1E/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394569477067170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu_KG8kaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/84AjcmrYuq8/s320/Hillsong+08+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394565355664674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIu-6wU9SI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3v4OstgiJsI/s320/Hillsong+08+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393932762792066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIuaGKbwII/AAAAAAAAAE0/q_3pvY5z7CA/s320/Hillsong+08+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393930575059298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIuZ-A1mWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3y2xwSX7BU0/s320/Hillsong+08+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393926014490434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIuZtBg10I/AAAAAAAAAEk/aWQzQ77ATWo/s320/Hillsong+08+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393918585918994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIuZRWZ1hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iXh_qeey018/s320/Hillsong+08+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393908188812898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIuYqnilmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YEr-sDtlhRw/s320/Hillsong+08+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393051805257938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlItm0VykNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ftd5nHn7P0s/s320/Hillsong+08+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393046649618866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlItmhIlwbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q-APjn0Wi4o/s320/Hillsong+08+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393043360619490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-3971779056261317962?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3971779056261317962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-year-ago-hillsong-conference-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/3971779056261317962'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-8410300802158976648</id><published>2009-07-07T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:26:49.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIizzxekRI/AAAAAAAAADk/QtJoRcZg22o/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355381180363346194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIizzxekRI/AAAAAAAAADk/QtJoRcZg22o/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am finding out that maybe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I've fallen down and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't do this alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay with me, this is what I need, please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We could sing our own but what would it be without you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am nothing now and it's been so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time I will be listening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We could sing our own but what would it be without you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is yours(My heart, it beats for you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you(It beats, beats for only you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is yours (My heart is yours)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart, my heart is yours (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTt1Jffj9UU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTt1Jffj9UU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-8410300802158976648?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8410300802158976648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8410300802158976648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/8410300802158976648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart.html' title='My Heart'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlIizzxekRI/AAAAAAAAADk/QtJoRcZg22o/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-5747497201992536445</id><published>2009-07-06T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:17:44.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Everyday Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHdLXOmiHI/AAAAAAAAADc/PuBgSxKU0D0/s1600-h/jesus+1024x768_withered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355304619203790962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHdLXOmiHI/AAAAAAAAADc/PuBgSxKU0D0/s320/jesus+1024x768_withered.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In everything I do, I trust that God is always there to take care of me, I am NOT alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I call, He will answer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am held at the palm of His hands, and His will for me is to be fulfilled, not by myself, but through Him, I am Never alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is not man that He should lie. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Often we are tired; tired because there’s so much to do, so much to accomplish in our everyday lives, and tired because it never seems to end, it’s just ongoing. But, with our everyday lives, God has called us to build our relationship with Him, to have it expand, and as we learn from infant to adult how to develop, we learn so much more of the world we live in and its inhabitants by clinging on to God. This was never a solo walk that we are supposed to endure, God created us so that we could know Him, before we spend forever with Him. How are you to live with someone you’ve never known (worse reject him)?? This is my time, our time, to know The Wonder that created you and me, put us here on gravity and gave us life, so that we can experience so much and live to claim loud and proud that the only reason we live and breathe is God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“So here is what I want to do, God helping you:Take your everyday, ordinary life-your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking around life-and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for Him,”&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-5747497201992536445?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5747497201992536445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/everyday-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5747497201992536445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/5747497201992536445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/everyday-life.html' title='The Everyday Life'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHdLXOmiHI/AAAAAAAAADc/PuBgSxKU0D0/s72-c/jesus+1024x768_withered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2379417979969937135</id><published>2009-07-06T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:12:22.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Astray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHb5d2R7_I/AAAAAAAAADU/58AS9PK3o6s/s1600-h/jesus-kok2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355303212231553010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHb5d2R7_I/AAAAAAAAADU/58AS9PK3o6s/s320/jesus-kok2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Human beings are the strangest creatures; ever so often when we are in the midst of something, in the midst of a task, it is so easy and common for us to lose perspective and to just get caught up in the doing of the task. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We forget the ‘why’ of it. Not only does this fuel the obscurity and complexity of what we do, we lose our way in the middle of it, we lose purpose and intention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It’s ‘strange’ because that shouldn’t be that way, we weren’t made to get confused and lost. God created us to always have a road, a path to follow through which is led by Him and Him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If we diverge in why we do what we do; the work of God; we’re going to pave a whole new road and that is not the road leading to the heart of God. Our sole purpose here on earth, is to chase after the heart of God; His will; His purpose; what He wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So always keep check. Recall and remember what we do, why we do it and always keep check at the intention of our hearts. If things go astray, call upon God to guide us back, His star always shines for us to be guided. Don’t lose focus, God never leaves us, nor forsake us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2379417979969937135?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2379417979969937135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-astray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2379417979969937135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2379417979969937135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-astray.html' title='Going Astray'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHb5d2R7_I/AAAAAAAAADU/58AS9PK3o6s/s72-c/jesus-kok2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472294342383163269.post-2069402931234363622</id><published>2009-07-06T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:32:56.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are What Starts The Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHafx8wN6I/AAAAAAAAADM/mMZ0P3HbUvU/s1600-h/jesus+lighthouse_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355301671439185826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHafx8wN6I/AAAAAAAAADM/mMZ0P3HbUvU/s320/jesus+lighthouse_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  No matter who you are no matter what you’ve got going on in your life, always remember that God has placed a calling and purpose for you, you were born, made, designed and called to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Make A Difference.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; That weighs something, it carries importance because you are the influence, and you are what starts the difference. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:13-16&lt;br /&gt;“13You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste (its strength, its quality), how can its saltness be restored? It is not good for anything any longer but to be thrown out and trodden underfoot by men.&lt;br /&gt;14You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.&lt;br /&gt;15Nor do men light a lamp and put it under a peck measure, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all in the house.&lt;br /&gt;16Let your light so shine before men that they may see your [&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote z" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew5;&amp;amp;version=45;#fen-AMP-23251z"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]moral excellence and your praiseworthy, noble, and good deeds and [&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote aa" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew5;&amp;amp;version=45;#fen-AMP-23251aa"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]recognize and honor and praise and glorify your Father Who is in heaven.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Not ignore what God has called you to do&lt;br /&gt;Don’t walk away, or delay it...if it’s a Now job, do it NOW!&lt;br /&gt;He poured out everything He had for you, so He could spend eternity with you, Dont let it go to waste, (leave it in vain)...&lt;br /&gt;Take what you have in your hands, lift it up to Him, and start this wonderful relationship with Him, today, this very second...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472294342383163269-2069402931234363622?l=amy-thestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2069402931234363622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-what-starts-difference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2069402931234363622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472294342383163269/posts/default/2069402931234363622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy-thestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-what-starts-difference.html' title='You Are What Starts The Difference'/><author><name>annemarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10677461122814667389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/TDzONaeIJGI/AAAAAAAAARk/UIlCvMDP2TY/S220/me27489.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L21S2tHubkU/SlHafx8wN6I/AAAAAAAAADM/mMZ0P3HbUvU/s72-c/jesus+lighthouse_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
