<?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-6962798147303561966</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:41:25.048-05:00</updated><category term='spirt'/><category term='sad'/><category term='attention'/><category term='imperfect'/><category term='mr. rogers'/><category term='best'/><category term='positive'/><category term='believe'/><category term='courage'/><category term='my heart'/><category term='wait'/><category term='melancholy'/><category term='negitive'/><category term='offering'/><category term='christian'/><category term='pray'/><category term='dispostion'/><category term='service'/><category term='her'/><category term='alone time'/><category term='radiance'/><category term='tasks'/><category term='utmost'/><category term='holiness'/><category term='rainbows'/><category term='cheerful'/><category term='kiss'/><category term='placed'/><category term='transform'/><category term='persevere'/><category term='a joke'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='thunder'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='nursing'/><category term='will'/><category term='de sales'/><category term='alone'/><category term='most fully loved'/><category term='faith'/><category term='joy'/><category term='follow'/><category term='bitterness'/><category term='the cross'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='people'/><category term='dislike'/><category term='patience'/><category term='pain'/><category term='drudgery'/><category term='praise'/><category term='sick'/><category term='character'/><category term='eagerness'/><category term='love'/><category term='circumstances'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>in someone else's words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5394920117160788936</id><published>2011-11-10T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:30:28.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I will pray for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Lord Jesus,  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know him so much better than I do.  You know  his sickness and the burden he carries. You also know his heart.  Lord, I ask you to be with my friend and his family now as you work in his life.   Lord, let your will be done in my friend's life. Lord God, I pray for my friend just as your Word tells me to pray,  for healing.  I believe you hear this earnest prayer from my heart and  that it is powerful because of your promise.  I have faith in you, Lord,  to heal my friend, but I also trust in the plan you have for his life. Lord, I don't always understand your ways. I don't know why my friend has to suffer, but I trust You. I ask that you look with mercy and grace toward my friend. Nourish his spirit and soul in this time of suffering and comfort him and his family with your presence. Let my friend know you are there with him through this  difficulty. Give him strength. And may you, through this difficulty, be  glorified in his life and also in mine. Amen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up....The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. James 5:15 and 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father of mercies and God of all comfort, our only help   in time of need: We humbly ask you to hold, visit and relieve your sick servant&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;   for whom our prayers are desired.&amp;nbsp; Look upon &lt;em&gt;him &lt;/em&gt;with the eyes of your mercy;   comfort &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; with a sense of your goodness; preserve &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; from the   temptations of the enemy; and give &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; patience under &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; affliction.   &amp;nbsp; In your good time, restore &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; to health, and enable &lt;em&gt;him &lt;/em&gt;to lead   the residue of &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; life in your presence, and to thy glory; and grant that finally &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;   may dwell with you in life everlasting; through Jesus Christ our Lord.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen&amp;nbsp; you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&amp;nbsp; - Isaiah 41:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/6962798147303561966-5394920117160788936?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5394920117160788936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5394920117160788936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5394920117160788936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5394920117160788936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-will-pray-for-you.html' title='I will pray for you'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8553805669193029518</id><published>2011-11-09T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:13:03.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>truth</title><content type='html'>I heard these truths on the radio the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Submit yourselves for the Lord’s sake to every human authority ... Live as free people, but do not use your freedom as a cover-up for evil; live as God’s slaves. Show proper respect to everyone, love the family of believers, fear God, honor the emperor (1Peter 2:13,14,16). This has nothing to do with your freedom in Christ. There is no such thing as absolute freedom. What you're free to do, is free to obey. Fish are free, but they are not free to fly. They are free within the parameters of God's design to swim any where they want but you know if you take a fish and throw it on the bank, it's not very free. Your freedom is a platform to serve and love other people and take your rights and lay them aside the way Christ did so other people get loved. Is there a price? You bet." -Chip Ingram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop grumbling over the weather! What a waste of time! Did it ever change anything? Actually, it changes you. And you're even harder to live with because you're grumbling and you're complaining. And that's life. "Do all things without grumbling or disputing (Phil 2:14)... So life isn't what you expected? Welcome aboard. Nor is it for the person sitting right next to you, or living across the street from you, or going to school with you, or standing there beside you as you wait in line. We are all filled with circumstances that are outside our control, so why focus on them? You will never celebrate God if you're focus is on your circumstances. Read Nehemiah 8:10,&amp;nbsp; The joy of the Lord is your strength! The joy of the Lord is your strength, not your income, not your occupation, not you circumstances, not your marriage.The joy of the Lord is the source of your strength!" -Chuck Swindoll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8553805669193029518?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8553805669193029518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8553805669193029518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8553805669193029518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8553805669193029518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth.html' title='truth'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6653983647985733737</id><published>2011-09-02T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T17:04:10.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 Gifts</title><content type='html'>...Water runs, always looking for yet lower and lower places to flow. I watch water run and spiritual water must flow like this...always seeking always the lowest places. Whenever I am parched and dry, I must go lower with the water and I must kneel low in thanks. The river of joy flows down to the lowest places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God asks me to give thanks in all things, because He knows that the &lt;i&gt;feeling &lt;/i&gt;of joy begins in the &lt;i&gt;action &lt;/i&gt;of thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ann Voskamp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-6653983647985733737?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6653983647985733737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6653983647985733737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6653983647985733737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6653983647985733737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/09/1000-gifts.html' title='1000 Gifts'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4285295707038218102</id><published>2011-08-21T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:24:47.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 Gifts</title><content type='html'>If authentic, saving belief is the act of trusting, then to choose stress is an act of disbelief...atheism. Anything less than gratitude and trust is practical atheism. Perhaps the opposite of faith is not doubt. Perhaps the opposite of faith is fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-4285295707038218102?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/4285295707038218102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=4285295707038218102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4285295707038218102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4285295707038218102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/08/1000-gifts.html' title='1000 Gifts'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1966964047526159194</id><published>2011-07-30T22:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:30:58.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he has not failed you</title><content type='html'>You have trusted Him in a few things, and He has not failed you. Trust Him now for everything, and see if He does not do for you exceeding abundantly above all that you could ever have asked or thought, not according to your power or capacity, but according to His own mighty power, that will work in you all the good pleasure of His most blessed will. You find no difficulty in trusting the Lord with the management of the universe and all the outward creation, and can your case be any more complex or difficult than these, that you need to be anxious or troubled about His management of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hannah Whitall Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1966964047526159194?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1966964047526159194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1966964047526159194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1966964047526159194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1966964047526159194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/07/he-has-not-failed-you.html' title='he has not failed you'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3659380608645732821</id><published>2011-07-28T00:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:29:50.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your life</title><content type='html'>If you live gladly to make&amp;nbsp;others glad in God, your life will be hard, your risks will be high, and your joy will be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--John Piper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-3659380608645732821?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3659380608645732821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3659380608645732821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3659380608645732821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3659380608645732821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='don&apos;t waste your life'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7936330297276203613</id><published>2011-04-25T16:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:41:55.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my amy joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just a little fun and encouragement to help you along. I know I'm a dork...Get over it!! Love you, friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Jess&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Push it -- push it real good.&amp;nbsp; -Salt N Pepa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; min-height: 50px;"&gt;I am coming out I want the world to know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Diana Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come on baby, make it hurt so good.&amp;nbsp; -John Mellancamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If  you're going through hell, keep on going, don't slow down. If you're  scared don't show it, you might get out before the devil even knows  you're there.&amp;nbsp; -Rodney Atkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my STRONGHOLD -Psalm 18:2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wait for the Lord; be STRONG and take heart and wait for the Lord.&amp;nbsp; -Psalm 27:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He gives strength to the weary and increases the POWER of the weak.&amp;nbsp; -Isaiah 40:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then you will call, and the Lord will answer; you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Isaiah 58:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But as for you, &lt;i&gt;be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; -2 Chronicles 15:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For when I am weak, then I am strong.&amp;nbsp; -2 Corinthians 12:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have great&lt;b&gt; confidence&lt;/b&gt; in you; I take great &lt;b&gt;pride &lt;/b&gt;in you; I am&lt;b&gt; greatly encouraged&lt;/b&gt;; in all our troubles my &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt; knows no bounds! -2 Corinthians 7:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. &lt;i&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart&lt;/i&gt; and my portion forever.&amp;nbsp; -Psalm 73:25-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will STRENGTHEN you and HELP you; I will &lt;b&gt;uphold&lt;/b&gt; you with my righteous right hand.&amp;nbsp; - Isaish 41:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby, I'm amazed by you - lonestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be my light in this darkened room. I'm on my face and I'm calling you...&lt;i&gt;Everything about you, takes my breath away&lt;/i&gt;. Hallelujah. -sanctus real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is my prayer in the fire, in weakness or trial or pain. There is a  faith proved of more worth than gold. So refine me Lord through the  flame. -Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are my hope, my strength, my life, my peace, my rock, my joy, my everything. -Jeremy Camp &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listen to this song,  Let it make your heart feel better - sanctus real&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/6962798147303561966-7936330297276203613?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7936330297276203613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7936330297276203613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7936330297276203613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7936330297276203613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-amy-joy.html' title='my amy joy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2901472999143086336</id><published>2011-04-14T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:04:57.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>greek</title><content type='html'>Is the height of my &lt;i&gt;chara &lt;/i&gt;joy dependent on the depths of my &lt;i&gt;eucharisteo &lt;/i&gt;thanks? So then as long as thanks is possible, then joy is always possible. Joy is always possible. Whenever, meaning --now; wherever, meaning --here. The holy grail of joy is not some exotic location or some emotional mountain peak experience. The joy wonder could be here! Here, in the messy, piercing ache of now, joy might be --unbelievably-- possible! The only place we need see before we die is this place of seeing God, here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charis. Grace.&lt;br /&gt;Eucharisteo. Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Chara. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ann Voskamp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-2901472999143086336?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2901472999143086336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2901472999143086336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2901472999143086336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2901472999143086336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/04/greek.html' title='greek'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3220226918447519034</id><published>2011-04-13T06:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:25:35.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think how the God-glory in a cheese ring might seem trifling. Even offensive, to focus the lens of a heart on the minute, in a world mangled and maimed and desperately empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is poor and hideous suffering, and I've seen the hungry and the guns that go to war. I have lived the pain, and my life can tell: I only deep the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks for early light dappled through leaves and the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives. Why would the world need more anger, more outrage? How does it save the world to reject unabashed joy when it is joy that saves us? Rejecting joy to stand in solidarity with the suffering doesn't rescue the suffering. The converse does. &lt;b&gt;The brave who focus on all things good and all things beautiful and all things true, even in the small, who give thanks for it and discover joy even in the here and now, they are the change agents who bring fullest Light to all the world.&lt;/b&gt; When we lay the soil of our hard lives open to the rain of grace and let joy penetrate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ann Voskamp, pg 40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-3220226918447519034?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3220226918447519034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5381522527475394838</id><published>2011-03-15T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:49:13.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>desert song</title><content type='html'>This is my prayer in the desert&lt;br /&gt;When all that's within me feels dry&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in my hunger and need&lt;br /&gt;My God is the God who provides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the fire&lt;br /&gt;In weakness or trial or pain&lt;br /&gt;There is a faith proved&lt;br /&gt;Of more worth than gold&lt;br /&gt;So refine me Lord through the flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;No weapon formed against me shall remain&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice&lt;br /&gt;I will declare&lt;br /&gt;God is my victory and He is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the battle&lt;br /&gt;When triumph is still on its way&lt;br /&gt;I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ&lt;br /&gt;So firm on His promise I'll stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;In every season&lt;br /&gt;You are still God&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to sing&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the harvest&lt;br /&gt;When favor and providence flow&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm filled to be emptied again&lt;br /&gt;The seed I've received I will sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks Ash, it's my new favorite. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5381522527475394838?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5381522527475394838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5381522527475394838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5381522527475394838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5381522527475394838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/03/desert-song.html' title='desert song'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1280506789552835258</id><published>2011-03-10T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:47:54.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>head first i dive into your grace</title><content type='html'>You are my hope, my strength, my life, my peace, my rock, my joy, my everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Jeremy Camp, My Fortress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1280506789552835258?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1280506789552835258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1280506789552835258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1280506789552835258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1280506789552835258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/03/head-first-i-dive-into-your-grace.html' title='head first i dive into your grace'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1333677555948039902</id><published>2011-02-26T17:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T17:11:47.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied with God alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do not I fill &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1298757922_1" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;heaven and earth&lt;/span&gt;, declares the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jeremiah 23:24  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you think that the infinite God cannot fill and satisfy your heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Francois De La Mothe Fenmon&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/6962798147303561966-1333677555948039902?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1333677555948039902/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2702978527473267890</id><published>2011-02-10T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:21:54.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>john waller</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Theme of my life song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-2702978527473267890?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2702978527473267890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2702978527473267890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2702978527473267890'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to jump in&lt;br /&gt;Unless this music's thumping&lt;br /&gt;All the dishes rattle in the cupboards&lt;br /&gt;When the elephants arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you now&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly, way&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Love you madly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fake it&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make it&lt;br /&gt;The ornaments look pretty&lt;br /&gt;But they're pulling down the branches&lt;br /&gt;Of the Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think about it&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;I want to sink down to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you now&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly, way&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Love you madly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hold back&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to slip down&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think back to the one thing that I know I &lt;br /&gt;Should have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to doubt you&lt;br /&gt;Know everything about you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to sit across the table from you &lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you now&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you madly, way&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Love you madly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-2166925517410615310?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2166925517410615310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5381182347237211031</id><published>2011-01-25T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:17:41.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>snow patrol</title><content type='html'>If I could cradle you into my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would cradle you tight in my arms - always&lt;br /&gt;So don't be scared of all the hurtful words&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the end they'll hurt themselves much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my joy - you are my joy&lt;br /&gt;You are my joy - you are my joy&lt;br /&gt;You are my joy - you are my joy&lt;br /&gt;You are my joy - you are my joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5381182347237211031?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5412963283970483404</id><published>2011-01-19T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:08:37.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>be my escape</title><content type='html'>but the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Relient K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5412963283970483404?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5412963283970483404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5412963283970483404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5412963283970483404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5412963283970483404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-my-escape.html' title='be my escape'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6396232120644178552</id><published>2011-01-17T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T01:53:14.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lamb</title><content type='html'>"So that these actions will become natural, spontaneous, without being diluted by thought, right? Compassion is the same way," said Joshua. "That's what {he} knew. He loved constantly, instantly, spontaneously, without thought or words. That's what he taught me. Love is not something you think about, it is a state in which you dwell. That was his gift. Who took care of him? Fed him? Looked after him? Did you have to think about that before you did it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Joshua, Son of God and Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;Lamb by Christopher Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-6396232120644178552?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6396232120644178552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6396232120644178552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6396232120644178552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6396232120644178552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/01/lamb.html' title='lamb'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4548190961692122662</id><published>2011-01-07T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:49:30.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>radical</title><content type='html'>We will evaluate where true security and safety are found in this world, and in the end we will determine not to waste out lives on anything but&lt;i&gt; uncompromising, unconditional abandonment to a gracious, loving Savior &lt;/i&gt;who invites us to take radical risk and promises us radical reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found myself becoming uneasy. For one thing, my model in ministry is a guy who spent the majority of his ministry time with twelve men...So how was I to reconcile the fact that I was now pastoring thousands of people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--David Platt, megachurch leader&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-4548190961692122662?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/4548190961692122662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=4548190961692122662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4548190961692122662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4548190961692122662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/01/radical.html' title='radical'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1958729483549802289</id><published>2011-01-05T14:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:59:40.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>parrot head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;--Jimmy Buffet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1958729483549802289?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1958729483549802289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1958729483549802289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1958729483549802289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1958729483549802289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2011/01/parrot-head.html' title='parrot head'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2214699258436971891</id><published>2010-12-14T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:48:10.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i quoted you wrong, pastor</title><content type='html'>In the majors- Unity&lt;br /&gt;In the minors-Liberty&lt;br /&gt;In all things - Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-2214699258436971891?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2214699258436971891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2214699258436971891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2214699258436971891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2214699258436971891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-quoted-you-wrong-pastor.html' title='i quoted you wrong, pastor'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1720763100477742688</id><published>2010-12-13T17:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:59:20.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>joy and gladness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Those who love God  are encompassed with gladness on every side, because in every passing  moment they see and feel a Father's love, and nothing of this world can  take it away or lessen it. &lt;br /&gt;H. L. SIDNEY LEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is what our  sacrifice of ourselves should be--"full of life." Not desponding,  morbid, morose; not gloomy chilly, forbidding; not languid, indolent,  inactive; but full of life, and warmth, and energy; cheerful, and making  others cheerful; gay, and making others gay; happy, and making others  happy; contented, and making others contented; doing good, and making  others do good, by our lively vivid vitality. Doubtless this  requires a sacrifice; it requires us to give up our own comfort, our own  ease, our own firesides, our dear solitude, our own favorite absorbing  pursuits, our shyness, our reserve, our pride, our selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;ARTHUR P. STANLEY&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/6962798147303561966-1720763100477742688?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1720763100477742688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1720763100477742688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1720763100477742688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1720763100477742688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/12/joy-and-gladness.html' title='joy and gladness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-591312565235037804</id><published>2010-12-06T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:10:18.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart goes out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sectiontableentry2"&gt;When I heard these things, I sat down and wept. For some days I mourned and fasted and prayed before the God of heaven.&amp;nbsp; Nehemiah 1:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And earth has nothing I desire besides you.&lt;br /&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but God is the strength of my heart &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and my portion forever.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 73:25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;do not be dismayed, for I am your God. &lt;br /&gt;I will strengthen you and help you; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&amp;nbsp; Isaish 41:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.&amp;nbsp; For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.&amp;nbsp; 2 Cor. 4: 16-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in  whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my  stronghold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Psalm 18:2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.  Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains  fall into the heart of the sea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Psalm 46:1-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God,  the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary,  and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary  and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary,  and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will  renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run  and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Isaiah 40:18-31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or  mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed  away."&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Revelation 21:4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-591312565235037804?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/591312565235037804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=591312565235037804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/591312565235037804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/591312565235037804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-heart-goes-out.html' title='my heart goes out'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1589758709568987092</id><published>2010-11-02T03:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T03:17:18.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanctus Real</title><content type='html'>Lead me with strong hands;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up when I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me hungry for love&lt;br /&gt;And chasing dreams, what about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me you're willing to fight;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm still the love of your life&lt;br /&gt;I know we call this our home&lt;br /&gt;But I still feel alone&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1589758709568987092?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1589758709568987092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1589758709568987092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1589758709568987092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1589758709568987092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/11/sanctus-real.html' title='Sanctus Real'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6988408368435031382</id><published>2010-05-23T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T13:55:59.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"My God, I believe in Your perfect goodness  and wisdom and mercy. What You do, I cannot now understand; but I  shall one day see it all plainly. Meanwhile I accept Your will, whatever  it may be, unquestioning, without reserve."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;H. L. SIDNEY LEAR&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/6962798147303561966-6988408368435031382?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6988408368435031382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6988408368435031382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6988408368435031382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6988408368435031382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfect-will.html' title='perfect will'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5222705478336404475</id><published>2010-02-02T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:11:47.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>please hear these simple truths</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Be strong in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And never give up hope&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna do great things&lt;br /&gt;I already know&lt;br /&gt;God’s got His hand on You&lt;br /&gt;So don’t live life in fear&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;But don’t forget why you’re here&lt;br /&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for each day&lt;br /&gt;His love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;--Sidewalk Prophets, The Words I Would Say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 7:4&lt;br /&gt;I have great confidence in you; I take great pride in you; I am greatly encouraged; in all our troubles my joy knows no bounds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5222705478336404475?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5222705478336404475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5222705478336404475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5222705478336404475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5222705478336404475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/02/please-hear-these-simple-truths.html' title='please hear these simple truths'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-546720592948285335</id><published>2010-01-31T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:16:17.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah...again.</title><content type='html'>I want to paint this on the wall in my living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah 6:8&lt;br /&gt;He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-546720592948285335?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/546720592948285335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=546720592948285335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/546720592948285335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/546720592948285335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2010/01/micahagain.html' title='Micah...again.'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3939404364987909653</id><published>2009-10-23T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:01:05.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>two zingers in one day</title><content type='html'>J: Good grief, woman! You sound like a walrus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Today is not a special occasion, unless you're going to make it one.&lt;br /&gt;J: I could ask you to marry me! Can I borrow that ring back for a minute?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Old news, Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life and all in regards to drinking a soda.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-3939404364987909653?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3939404364987909653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3939404364987909653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3939404364987909653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3939404364987909653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-zingers-in-one-day.html' title='two zingers in one day'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5394133879116143662</id><published>2009-10-16T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:53:36.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do.&amp;nbsp; Think up something appropriate and do it.&amp;nbsp; ~Edgar Watson Howe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked.&amp;nbsp; ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5394133879116143662?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1836295318585352144</id><published>2009-09-09T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:04:11.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh daddy</title><content type='html'>I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,&lt;br /&gt;And each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;br /&gt;And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,&lt;br /&gt;All the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;And you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;And you always give more than you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1836295318585352144?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7797675410239522594</id><published>2009-09-03T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:27:03.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Corinthians 7:4</title><content type='html'>I have great confidence in you; I take great pride in you; I am greatly encouraged; in all our troubles my joy knows no bounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-7797675410239522594?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7797675410239522594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7797675410239522594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7797675410239522594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7797675410239522594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-corinthians-74.html' title='2 Corinthians 7:4'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7080507444628712602</id><published>2009-08-29T12:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:43:44.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the one who knows me best</title><content type='html'>You must hand yourself and all your inward experiences, your temptations, your temperament, your frames and reelings, all over into the care and keeping of your God, and leave them there. He made you and therefore He understands you, and knows how to manage you, and you must trust Him to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hannah Whitall Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-7080507444628712602?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7080507444628712602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7080507444628712602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7080507444628712602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7080507444628712602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-who-knows-me-best.html' title='the one who knows me best'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5317088592414055141</id><published>2009-08-09T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:32:05.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week</title><content type='html'>It's worth repeating, What a week. If I could get rid of the entire thing, I would. With the   exception of a couple of hours Thursday evening. But I have a God who promises to withhold no good thing from me. May my walk be blameless, Lord. Thanks for reminding me, Ash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5317088592414055141?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5317088592414055141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5317088592414055141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5317088592414055141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5317088592414055141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-week.html' title='what a week'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6910795699825230319</id><published>2009-07-23T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:40:41.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bigger and better</title><content type='html'>Take your burdens, and troubles, and losses, and wrongs, if come they must and will, as your opportunities, knowing that God has girded you for greater things than these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORACE BUSHNEL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-6910795699825230319?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6910795699825230319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6910795699825230319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6910795699825230319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6910795699825230319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/07/bigger-and-better.html' title='bigger and better'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1486337231207894126</id><published>2009-06-18T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:09:14.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>consider this</title><content type='html'>Probably the greatest result of the life of prayer is an unconscious but steady growth into the knowledge of the mind of God and into conformity with His will; for after all prayer is not so much the means whereby God's will is bent to man's desires, as it is that whereby man's will is bent to God's desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--CHARLES H. BRENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1486337231207894126?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1486337231207894126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1486337231207894126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1486337231207894126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1486337231207894126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/06/consider-this.html' title='consider this'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1187166423993833380</id><published>2009-05-25T17:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:38:26.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even if with one voice, the world cried out, "I LOVE YOU" and died for you, it would not be sufficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What's infinity divided by 3 (Father, Son, Holy Spirit)? Infinity. What's infinity divided by 6 billion? Infinity. God lives in all of us. Unio Mystica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--Dr. Tackett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1187166423993833380?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1187166423993833380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1187166423993833380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1187166423993833380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1187166423993833380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/05/truth-project.html' title='The Truth Project'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8737115983933912236</id><published>2009-04-23T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:47:47.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a hard life</title><content type='html'>Do not make life hard to any.&lt;br /&gt;R. W. EMERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive us if this day we have done or said anything to increase the pain of the world. Pardon the unkind word, the impatient gesture, the hard and selfish deed, the failure to show sympathy and kindly help where we had the opportunity, but missed it; and enable us so to live that we may daily do something to lessen the tide of human sorrow, and add to the sum of human happiness.&lt;br /&gt;F. B. MEYERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8737115983933912236?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8737115983933912236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8737115983933912236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8737115983933912236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8737115983933912236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-hard-life.html' title='it&apos;s a hard life'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8118108644819464968</id><published>2009-04-04T14:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:07:51.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What He Must Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God can bring about the kind of change necessary in a young man to prepare him to be the kind of husband the Scriptures portray. This should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;drive young women to their knees as they plead with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to make a man like this and bring him across their path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The traits include being prepared to lead (and lead like Christ), being committed to children, and the four P's: He must be a Protector, Provider, Prophet, and Priest. Whatever words we choose to use, it is clear that a young man must be ready to represent his family before God (as a priest), represent God before his family (as a prophet), meet the needs of those in his household (as a provider), and place himself between his family and all who would do them harm (as a protector).&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A young man who is worthy of a wife will have a clear understanding of the covenantal nature of marriage. He will also have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;healthy apprehension when he thinks about the magnitude of his responsibility should he assume the role of husband and father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. He must know the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;weight he is taking on his shoulders and be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;willing to accept it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. He must be a man who is willing to endure hardship for the sake of his family should he be called upon to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can any man be all this? Let alone a 21-year-old guy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Not apart from the Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. This is where we &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; place our hope, with an eye on the young man's trajectory, and faith for the man he'll become&lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001409.cfm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&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/6962798147303561966-8118108644819464968?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8118108644819464968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8118108644819464968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8118108644819464968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8118108644819464968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-he-must-be.html' title='What He Must Be...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7738443533396369395</id><published>2009-03-21T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:57:38.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not so funny joke :)</title><content type='html'>A man went to visit his doctor. "Doc, my arm hurts bad. Can you check it out please?" the man pleads. &lt;p&gt; The doctor rolls up the man's sleeve and suddenly hears the arm talk. "Hello, Doctor't; says the arm. "Could you lend me twenty bucks please? I'm desperate!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Aha!'' says the doctor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ''I see the problem. Your arm is broke!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-7738443533396369395?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7738443533396369395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7738443533396369395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7738443533396369395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7738443533396369395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-so-funny-joke.html' title='not so funny joke :)'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1338494611315642343</id><published>2009-02-13T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:06:48.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daily devotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever the particular call is, the particular sacrifice God asks you to make, the particular cross He wishes you to embrace, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever the particular path He wants you to tread, will you rise up, and say in your heart, "Yes, Lord, I accept it;&lt;/span&gt; I submit, I yield, I pledge myself to walk in that path, and to follow that Voice, and to trust Thee with the consequences"? Oh! but you say, "I don't know what He will want next." No, we none of us know that, but we know &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;we shall be safe in His hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234544695_0"&gt;Catherine Booth&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I get an email &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234544695_1"&gt;daily devotion&lt;/span&gt; and this is the one from today. When I read it, I couldn't help but think of you. The bold and underlined is my own addition and I have no idea who Catherine Booth is.      :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1338494611315642343?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1338494611315642343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1338494611315642343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1338494611315642343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1338494611315642343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2009/02/daily-devotions.html' title='daily devotions'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-423795367908539226</id><published>2008-12-21T21:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:25:42.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the shack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just because I work incredible good out of unspeakable tragedies doesn’t mean I orchestrate the tragedies. Don't ever assume that my using something means I cause it or I need it to accomplish my purposes. That will only lead you to false notions about me. Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist, but where there is suffering you will find grace in many facets and colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-- God, pg 185 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Shack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-423795367908539226?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/423795367908539226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=423795367908539226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/423795367908539226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/423795367908539226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/12/shack.html' title='the shack'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1666039606995706778</id><published>2008-11-13T19:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:09:36.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>redeeming love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He was a quiet man, but there wasn't anything soft about him. There was something in his look that made men treat him with respect. It wasn't just his height or the strength of his body, which were both impressive enough. It was the clear steadiness of his gaze. He knew what he was about even if the rest of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1666039606995706778?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1666039606995706778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1666039606995706778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1666039606995706778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1666039606995706778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/11/redeeming-love.html' title='redeeming love'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5767103653725520331</id><published>2008-10-22T15:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:57:04.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>listening</title><content type='html'>There is a grace of kind listening, as well as a grace of kind speaking. Some men listen with an abstracted air, which shows that their thoughts are elsewhere. Or they seem to listen, but by wide answers and irrelevant questions show that they have been occupied with their own thoughts, as being more interesting, at least in their own estimation, than what you have been saying. Some interrupt, and will not hear you to the end. Some hear you to the end, and then forthwith begin to talk to you about a similar experience which has befallen themselves, making your case only an illustration of their own. Some, meaning to be kind, listen with such a determined, lively, violent attention, that you are at once made uncomfortable, and the charm of conversation is at an end. Many persons, whose manners will stand the test of speaking, break down under the trial of listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Frederick WM. Faber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5767103653725520331?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5767103653725520331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5767103653725520331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5767103653725520331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5767103653725520331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/10/listening.html' title='listening'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1693208643360599483</id><published>2008-10-09T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:59:39.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SO6M2xGiQVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OItWFD9G32U/s1600-h/big+indians+pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SO6M2xGiQVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OItWFD9G32U/s320/big+indians+pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4728544700613227467</id><published>2008-10-09T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:28:47.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mere christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;--Clive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(yes, we are on a first name basis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-4728544700613227467?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4486241738905227253</id><published>2008-10-06T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:05:18.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>captivated</title><content type='html'>when I look into the mountains, I see Your fame,&lt;br /&gt;when I look into the night sky, it sparkles Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind in the clouds and the blue in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;the sun and the moon and the stars so high&lt;br /&gt;that's what draws me to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, I'm captivated by You&lt;br /&gt;(You know that You do)&lt;br /&gt;I am, I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I wake unto the morning, it gives me Your sights,&lt;br /&gt;when I look across the ocean, it echoes Your mights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sand on the shore and the waves in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;the air in my lungs and the way You made me&lt;br /&gt;that's what draws me to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind in the clouds and the blue in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;the sun and the moon and the stars so high,&lt;br /&gt;the sand on the shore and the waves in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;the air in my lungs and the way You made me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blood in my veins and my heart You invade,&lt;br /&gt;the plants how they grow and the trees in the shade,&lt;br /&gt;the way that I feel and the love in my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I thank You my God for letting me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, I'm captivated by You&lt;br /&gt;(You know that You do)&lt;br /&gt;I am, I'm captivated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-4486241738905227253?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1120814899203862198</id><published>2008-10-01T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:29:18.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>parenting advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SOQx-BhCU7I/AAAAAAAAABI/nLS92LajXww/s1600-h/Rhymes_with_Orange.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252378007049491378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SOQx-BhCU7I/AAAAAAAAABI/nLS92LajXww/s400/Rhymes_with_Orange.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SOQxyq3E_cI/AAAAAAAAABA/8Gk8iJfJkW4/s1600-h/Rhymes_with_Orange.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pst.rbma.com/links/Rhymes_with_Orange"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6962798147303561966-1120814899203862198?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1120814899203862198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1120814899203862198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1120814899203862198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1120814899203862198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/10/parenting-advice.html' title='parenting advice'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/SOQx-BhCU7I/AAAAAAAAABI/nLS92LajXww/s72-c/Rhymes_with_Orange.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1089683062583353771</id><published>2008-09-29T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:24:11.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i think of heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;All that I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;--Ralph Waldo Emerson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1089683062583353771?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1089683062583353771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1089683062583353771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1089683062583353771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;--Old guy at 707&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8108796615299683198?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8108796615299683198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8108796615299683198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8108796615299683198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8108796615299683198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-days.html' title='2 days'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-90841556064939041</id><published>2008-09-18T23:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:40:44.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an oldie but a goodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Don’t call yourself a friend if you’re not concerned about their soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;--Jeff Schofield, back when he was a youth pastor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-90841556064939041?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/90841556064939041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=90841556064939041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/90841556064939041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/90841556064939041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='an oldie but a goodie'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6561366747554081500</id><published>2008-09-18T23:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:24:32.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ferocious love</title><content type='html'>Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot from their faces like barbed lightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expression could easily be mistaken for ferocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C.S. Lewis, Perelandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-6561366747554081500?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6561366747554081500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6561366747554081500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6561366747554081500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6561366747554081500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/ferocious-love.html' title='ferocious love'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-304269288413093507</id><published>2008-09-18T12:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:28:56.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Boyeln's Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Expect great things from God, attempt great things for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-William Carey&lt;/span&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/6962798147303561966-304269288413093507?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/304269288413093507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=304269288413093507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/304269288413093507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/304269288413093507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/mary-boyelns-husband.html' title='Mary Boyeln&apos;s Husband'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7916924153123838042</id><published>2008-09-17T23:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:33:30.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jane austen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;" class="body"&gt;A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Elizabeth, having rather expected to affront him, was amazed at his gallantry; but there was a mixture of sweetness and archness in her manner which made it difficult for her to affront anybody; and Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he was by her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;-Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-7916924153123838042?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7916924153123838042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7916924153123838042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7916924153123838042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7916924153123838042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/jane-austen.html' title='jane austen'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2852252512972126317</id><published>2008-09-16T16:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:01:31.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when you have to try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Begin with thanking Him for some little thing, and then go on, day by day, adding to your subjects of praise; thus you will find their numbers grow wonderfully; and, in the same proportion, will your subjects of murmuring and complaining diminish, until you see in everything some cause for thanksgiving. If you cannot begin with anything positive, begin with something negative. If your whole lot seems only filled with causes for discontent, at any rate there is some trial that has not been appointed you; and you may thank God for its being withheld from you. It is certain that the more you try to praise, the more you will see how your path and your lying down are beset with mercies, and that the God of love is ever watching to do you good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Priscilla Maurice&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/6962798147303561966-2852252512972126317?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2852252512972126317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2852252512972126317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2852252512972126317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2852252512972126317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-have-to-try.html' title='when you have to try'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1438595371375628534</id><published>2008-09-10T13:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:04:18.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>707 quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am tremendously weak. I need Jesus more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Some guy with a funny voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm eating turkey and american cheese on white bread and drinking grape koolaid and it brings me back to Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1438595371375628534?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1438595371375628534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1438595371375628534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1438595371375628534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1438595371375628534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/09/707-quote.html' title='707 quote'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7812389964907433538</id><published>2008-08-30T11:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:28:10.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>captivating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But most especially, he hates Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Because she is captivating, uniquely glorious, and he cannot be. She is the incarnation of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Beauty of God. More than anything else in all creation, she embodies the glory of God. She allures the world to God. And there is more. The Evil One also hates Eve because she gives life...Women nourish life. And they also bring life into the world soulfully, relationaly, spiritually -in everything they touch. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And thus Eve is his greatest human threat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Put those two things together -that Eve incarnates Beauty of God and she gives life to the world. Satan's bitter heart cannot bear it. He assults her with a special hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;--John and Staci Eldredge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-7812389964907433538?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7812389964907433538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7812389964907433538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7812389964907433538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7812389964907433538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/08/captivating.html' title='captivating'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8164994996433951792</id><published>2008-08-27T23:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:43:50.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>turtle joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Deep within a forest a little turtle began to climb a tree. After hours of effort he reached the top, jumped into the air waving his front legs and crashed to the ground. After recovering, he slowly climbed the tree again, jumped, and fell to the ground. The turtle tried again and again while a couple of birds sitting on a branch watched his sad efforts. Finally, the female bird turned to her mate. "Dear," she chirped, "I think it's time to tell him he's adopted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8164994996433951792?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8164994996433951792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8164994996433951792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8164994996433951792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8164994996433951792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/08/turtle-joke.html' title='turtle joke'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8050086357319193237</id><published>2008-08-19T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:23:59.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the only one to depend on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Too many people are not faithful in little things. They are not to be absolutely depended upon. They do not always keep their promises. They break engagements. They fail to pay their debts promptly. They come behind time to appointments. They are neglectful and careless in little things. In general they are good people, but their life is honeycombed with small failures. One who can be positively depended upon, who is faithful in the least things as well as in the greatest, whose life and character are true through and through, gives out a light in this world which honors Christ and blesses others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-J. R. Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8050086357319193237?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8050086357319193237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8050086357319193237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8050086357319193237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8050086357319193237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/08/only-one-to-depend-on_19.html' title='the only one to depend on'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8808173100446974091</id><published>2008-08-16T14:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:43:50.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>devotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Never shrink from deep devotion, because you fear its trials or its sacrifices. Paul, in martyrdom, was unspeakably happier than God's half-hearted servants.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-William R. Huntington&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-8808173100446974091?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8808173100446974091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8808173100446974091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8808173100446974091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8808173100446974091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/08/devotion.html' title='devotion'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-991645153695766544</id><published>2008-08-07T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:16:52.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to find happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never knew her to fail to find happiness wherever she was placed, and good in whomever she came across. Whatever her circumstances might be, they always yielded to her causes for thankfulness, and work to be done with a ready and hopeful heart.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Hortia K.F. Eden&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-991645153695766544?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/991645153695766544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=991645153695766544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/991645153695766544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/991645153695766544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-find-happiness.html' title='to find happiness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6759906078411209836</id><published>2008-07-19T13:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:35:19.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts on love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know that DC Talk song, Love is Verb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a verb, its an action, it is intentional. It’s not passive, it’s not a feeling, and it’s not a state of being. It’s not something you fall into. It’s not a wall you hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a conscious effort to put someone else before you. It is wanting the very best for that other person even it that means its not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The determination and the dedication you have with each other will keep you together but make it about something bigger than that. Its is not just about two people in their own little world, It is about two people whose love for each other is a glimpse of the shadow of God’s love for you. Having someone who loves you, who picked you specifically, and you loving them back is a that same glimpse for the world around you to see an example of the love God has for them. Your love for each other should be a testimony of God’s love for human kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is always connected with what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest demonstration is the story of God sending His only Son, and Jesus giving His life for our salvation.&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/6962798147303561966-6759906078411209836?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6759906078411209836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6759906078411209836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6759906078411209836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6759906078411209836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-thoughts-on-love.html' title='my thoughts on love'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-427773077950827317</id><published>2008-05-04T17:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:34:53.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when the saints</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it often overwhelms me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;their courage compells me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when i'm weary and overwrought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with so many battles left unfought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think of paul and silas in the prison yard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear their song of freedom rising to the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the shepherd moses in the pharaohs court&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ihear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when the saints&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go marching in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to be one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the long quiet walk along the underground railroad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the slave awakening to the value of her soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the young missionary and the angry spear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see his family returning with no trace of fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the long hard shadows of calcutta nights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the sister standing by the dying man’s side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the man with a passion come kicking down that door&lt;br /&gt;i see the man of sorrow and his long troubled road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see the world on his shoulders and my easy load &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when the saints&lt;br /&gt;go marching in&lt;br /&gt;i want to be one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--When the Saints, Sara Groves&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-427773077950827317?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/427773077950827317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=427773077950827317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/427773077950827317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/427773077950827317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-saints.html' title='when the saints'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3869400575937773060</id><published>2008-03-10T12:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:03:18.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a joke'/><title type='text'>Am I A Polar Bear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day, up in the frozen north a polar bear and his son were out for a stroll. Daddy bear sat on a lump of ice to admire the view and sent his son off to play. Two minutes later Junior came back to dad and says, "Can I ask you a question dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sure, son what is it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Am I a real polar bear, Dad?" asks Junior.&lt;br /&gt;Dad smiles and says, "Of course you are, son. Now go and play."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So off Junior goes again throws some snowballs at the seals but soon he's back."Hey Dad, are you sure I am a real polar bear? Is there not a wee bit of brown bear or black bear in me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad smiles again and says, "Look son you've got big hairy black feet, a white coat, and a black shiny nose...of course you're a polar bear....now go back and play."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again Junior runs off, slides down the ice, chases a couple of seagulls, after ten minutes of fun he returns with a puzzled look on his face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Daaaad....are you absolutely sure I'm a polar bear?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Look son...I'm a polar bear, your mums a polar bear, your granny and grandpa were polar bears...why are you asking all these questions?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior looks up and says... "Cause I'm freaking freezing!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-3869400575937773060?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3869400575937773060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3869400575937773060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3869400575937773060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3869400575937773060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-i-polar-bear.html' title='Am I A Polar Bear?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5952973254393587991</id><published>2008-02-23T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T09:49:15.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kevin's verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But he's already made it plain how to live, what to do, what God is looking for in men and women. It's quite simple: Do what is fair and just to your neighbor, be compassionate and loyal in your love, and don't take yourself too seriously — take God seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But me, I'm not giving up. I'm sticking around to see what God will do.I'm waiting for God to make things right. I'm counting on God to listen to me. Don't, enemy, crow over me. I'm down, but I'm not out. I'm sitting in the dark right now, but God is my light. He's on my side and is going to get me out of this. He'll turn on the lights and show me his ways. I'll see the whole picture and how right he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- Micah 6:8 and 7:7-9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/6962798147303561966-5952973254393587991?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5952973254393587991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5952973254393587991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5952973254393587991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5952973254393587991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/kevins-verse.html' title='kevin&apos;s verse'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1120434540078088961</id><published>2008-02-17T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:01:08.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>going there and everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go there with an open, joyful heart as often as possible; if not always joyful, at least go with a brave and faithful heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--ST. FRANCIS DE SALES&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-1120434540078088961?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1120434540078088961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1120434540078088961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1120434540078088961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1120434540078088961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-there-and-everywhere.html' title='going there and everywhere'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-9055552390901861943</id><published>2008-02-15T15:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T15:15:08.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the pursuit of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To have found God and still pursue him is the soul's paradox of love, scorned indeed by the too easily satisfied religionist, but justified in happy experience by the children of the burning heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to want Thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made thirsty still.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--A.W. Tozer&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-9055552390901861943?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/9055552390901861943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=9055552390901861943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/9055552390901861943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/9055552390901861943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/pursuit-of-god.html' title='the pursuit of God'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5199027536448045069</id><published>2008-02-14T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:43:17.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to remind me how to live</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, and love extravagantly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;--God, 1 Cor. 13:4-8, 13 NIV/Message &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5199027536448045069?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5199027536448045069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5199027536448045069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5199027536448045069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5199027536448045069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-remind-me-how-to-live.html' title='to remind me how to live'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1221629726535979011</id><published>2008-02-13T21:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:47:25.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if you haven't read it by now, you should</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. Whatsit explaining to Calvin why the fortune teller couldn't see the future. A little predestination and free will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If we knew ahead of time what was going to happen we’d be-- we’d be like the people on Camazotz, with no lives of our own, with everything all planned and done for us. How can I explain it to you? Oh, I know. In your language you have a form of poetry called the sonnet… It is a very strict form of poetry, is it not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“There are fourteen lines, I believe, all in iambic pentameter. That’s a very strict rhythm or meter, yes?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Yes.” Calvin nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“And each line has to end with a rigid rhyme pattern. And if the poet does not do it exactly this way, it is not a sonnet, is it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“But within this strict form the poet has complete freedom to say whatever he wants, doesn’t he?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Yes.” Calvin nodded again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“So,” Mrs. Whatsit said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You mean you’re comparing our lives to a sonnet? A strict form, but freedom with in?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Yes.” Mrs. Whatsit said. “You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle In Time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1221629726535979011?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1221629726535979011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1221629726535979011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1221629726535979011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1221629726535979011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-you-havent-read-it-by-now-you-should.html' title='if you haven&apos;t read it by now, you should'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4058966268364823311</id><published>2008-02-12T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:29:08.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love being a girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I take comfort in the fact that God commands my Christian brothers to treat me differently. God's balance, of course, is perfect. He commands that I be respected, but also that I respect. He commands that I be honored, but also that I honor. He commands that I submit to authority, but also commands that authority to submit to Him. He understands my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Heather Koerner&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-4058966268364823311?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/4058966268364823311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=4058966268364823311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4058966268364823311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4058966268364823311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-being-girl.html' title='i love being a girl.'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3973678238917327284</id><published>2008-02-08T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:31:16.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>emerson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-3973678238917327284?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3973678238917327284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3973678238917327284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3973678238917327284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3973678238917327284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/emerson.html' title='emerson'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6170005894119555025</id><published>2008-02-06T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:26:00.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to the glory of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The work of a Beethoven and the work of a charwoman become spiritual on precisely the same condition, that of being offered to God, of being done humbly 'as to the Lord'. This does not, of course, mean that it is for anyone a mere toss-up whether he should sweep rooms or compose symphonies. A mole must dig to the glory of God and a cock must crow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-6170005894119555025?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6170005894119555025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6170005894119555025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6170005894119555025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6170005894119555025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-glory-of-god.html' title='to the glory of God'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6551670120236553858</id><published>2008-02-04T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:53:15.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sound familiar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The path of our feet should never contradict the conviction of our heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jeff&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-6551670120236553858?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6551670120236553858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6551670120236553858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6551670120236553858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6551670120236553858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2008/02/sound-familiar.html' title='sound familiar?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3708331252148221750</id><published>2008-02-01T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:24:05.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my heart'/><title type='text'>consistently inconsistent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found my &lt;em&gt;Deviate &lt;/em&gt;notebook tonight. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my heart to be so buried in the depths of God, that a man would have to search the heart of God to find it.&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-3708331252148221750?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3708331252148221750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3708331252148221750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whether I'm certain or very confused, I still know God is good.&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/6962798147303561966-673088392876057644?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/673088392876057644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=673088392876057644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/673088392876057644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/673088392876057644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/11/thats-all-there-is.html' title='that&apos;s all there is'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-8245192238089277245</id><published>2007-11-03T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:20:58.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>invincible patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Psalms 37:5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plan not, nor scheme,--but calmly wait; His choice is best. While blind and erring is thy sight, His wisdom sees and judges right, So trust and rest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Adelaide A. Procter&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-8245192238089277245?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/8245192238089277245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=8245192238089277245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8245192238089277245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/8245192238089277245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/11/invincible-patience.html' title='invincible patience'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5250280882558292997</id><published>2007-11-01T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:24:39.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"She always faces tomorrow with a smile. When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say, and always says it kindly...Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades. The woman to be admired and praised is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 31&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5250280882558292997?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5250280882558292997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5250280882558292997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5250280882558292997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5250280882558292997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-prayer.html' title='my prayer'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5544084470995760484</id><published>2007-10-31T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:15:15.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the trial of faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;God wants you to understand that it is a life of faith, not a life of emotional enjoyment of his blessings. Never confuse the trial of of faith with ordinary discipline of life, because a great deal of what we call the trial of faith is the inevitable result of being alive. "I will remain true to God's character whatever He may do." The highest and the greatest expression of faith in the whole Bible is -"Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him" (Job 13:15). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Oswald Chambers, October 31&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-5544084470995760484?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5544084470995760484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5544084470995760484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5544084470995760484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5544084470995760484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/trial-of-faith.html' title='the trial of faith'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2985129956442744408</id><published>2007-10-30T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:21:39.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what is secular?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us trust Him with the hallowing of our ordinary, "secular" interests, let us try to shape each day's life so as best to please Him. "Would our Lord like me to say this or to read that? Would He sanction this train of thought or of fancy? When I go with that companion, can I imagine His drawing near and walking beside us?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-William Bright&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-2985129956442744408?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2985129956442744408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2985129956442744408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2985129956442744408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2985129956442744408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-secular.html' title='what is secular?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6159031918555271620</id><published>2007-10-29T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:35:18.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>here is our king</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And what was said to the rose to make it unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;was said to me here in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So be quiet now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-David Crowder Band&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-6159031918555271620?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6159031918555271620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6159031918555271620' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I believe in God, in a Being who made me, and fashioned me, and knows my wants and capacities and necessities, because He gave them to me, and who is perfectly good and loving, righteous, and perfectly wise and powerful,--whatever my circumstances inward or outward may be, however thick the darkness which encompasses me, I yet can trust, yea, be assured, that all will be well, that He can draw light out of darkness, and make crooked things straight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Thomas Erskine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-4916371979120407288?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5836351850090027313</id><published>2007-10-16T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:48:25.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>preeminent love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who truly love God love all good wherever they find it. They seek all good to all men. They commend all good, they always acknowledge and defend all good. They have no quarrels. They bear no envy. O Lord, give me more and more of this blessed love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-St. Teresa&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5836351850090027313?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5836351850090027313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5836351850090027313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5836351850090027313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5836351850090027313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/preeminent-love.html' title='preeminent love'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-9110017614796670180</id><published>2007-10-13T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T12:34:49.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is not found in multiplicity, but in simplicity of thoughts and words. If one word suffice for your prayer, keep to that word, and to whatever short sentence will unite your heart with God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Margaret Mary Hallahan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-9110017614796670180?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/9110017614796670180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=9110017614796670180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/9110017614796670180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/9110017614796670180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayer.html' title='a prayer'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5610556376231244534</id><published>2007-10-09T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:05:11.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. rogers'/><title type='text'>oldie but a goodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days, doing "the best we can" may still fall short of what we would like to be able to do, but life isn't perfect- on any front- and doing what we can with what we have is the most we should expect of ourselves or anyone else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mr. Rogers&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5610556376231244534?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5610556376231244534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5610556376231244534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5610556376231244534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5610556376231244534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='oldie but a goodie'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5340234465844432788</id><published>2007-10-04T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:47:48.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drudgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tasks'/><title type='text'>everyday tasks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no other way in which one's life will be so surely, so quickly transfigured, as in the faithful, happy, cheerful doing of every-day tasks. We need to remember that this world is not so much a place for doing things as for making character. Right in the midst of what some people call drudgery is the very best place to get the transformed, transfigured life. The doing of common tasks patiently, promptly, faithfully, cheerfully, makes the character beautiful and bright. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-J. R. Miller&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5340234465844432788?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5340234465844432788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5340234465844432788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5340234465844432788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5340234465844432788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/everyday-tasks.html' title='everyday tasks'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3862914887882111509</id><published>2007-10-02T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:46:36.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaze intently with the eye of faith at the infinite wisdom and omnipotence of God, to whom nothing is impossible or difficult, and consider that His goodness is unbounded, and unspeakable His willingness to give, hour by hour, and moment by moment, all things needful for the spiritual life, and for complete victory over self, if we will throw ourselves with confidence into His arms.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Lorenzo Scupoli&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-3862914887882111509?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3862914887882111509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3862914887882111509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3862914887882111509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3862914887882111509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/10/faith.html' title='faith'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7855825801994181932</id><published>2007-09-29T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T18:04:30.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>just think of how annoying we are to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never can long continue to dislike people for whom we pray. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-H. L. Sidney Lear&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-7855825801994181932?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7855825801994181932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7855825801994181932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7855825801994181932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7855825801994181932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-think-of-how-annoying-we-are-to.html' title='just think of how annoying we are to God'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1139937214582550253</id><published>2007-09-28T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T17:00:56.024-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone time'/><title type='text'>seeking solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In solitude, we learn what Blaise Pascal meant: "The sole cause of man's unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in his own room."&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/6962798147303561966-1139937214582550253?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1139937214582550253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1139937214582550253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1139937214582550253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1139937214582550253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/seeking-solitude.html' title='seeking solitude'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5791632874686007338</id><published>2007-09-27T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:01:24.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>i am wholly yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be constant and courageous, and rejoice that He has given you the will to be wholly His.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-St. Francis De Sales&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5791632874686007338?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5791632874686007338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5791632874686007338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5791632874686007338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5791632874686007338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-wholly-yours.html' title='i am wholly yours'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1880148788803825143</id><published>2007-09-26T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T15:45:24.805-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><title type='text'>a little busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissing is the most fun, dancing is the second.&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/6962798147303561966-1880148788803825143?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1880148788803825143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1880148788803825143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1880148788803825143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1880148788803825143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-busy.html' title='a little busy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7895477720805104644</id><published>2007-09-19T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:06:00.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utmost'/><title type='text'>bathroom book (because no time should be wasted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;em&gt;undiminished radiance&lt;/em&gt;, which is the result of abundant joy, is not built on anything passing, but on the love of God that nothing can change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Oswald Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-7895477720805104644?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7895477720805104644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7895477720805104644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7895477720805104644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7895477720805104644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/bathroom-book-because-no-time-should-be.html' title='bathroom book (because no time should be wasted)'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-3128194293754640938</id><published>2007-09-17T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:04:14.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='negitive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><title type='text'>a little humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you cannot begin with anything positive, begin with something negative. If your whole lot seems only filled with causes for discontent, at any rate there is some trial that has not been appointed you; and you may thank God for its being withheld from you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-PRISCILLA MAURICE&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-3128194293754640938?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/3128194293754640938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=3128194293754640938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3128194293754640938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/3128194293754640938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-humor.html' title='a little humor'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5453815869211688365</id><published>2007-09-15T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:21:20.658-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><title type='text'>Wake Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The first step in life, people, is you got to wake up!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Dr. Kious, VP, Huron Hospital&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5453815869211688365?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/5453815869211688365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=5453815869211688365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5453815869211688365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5453815869211688365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up!!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-4375865559757886258</id><published>2007-09-13T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T15:29:11.752-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>feeling yucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you feel ill and indisposed, and when in this condition your prayer is cold, heavy, filled with despondency, and even despair, do not be disheartened or despairing, for the Lord knows your sick and painful condition. Struggle against your infirmity, pray as much as you have strength to, and the Lord will not despise the infirmity of your flesh and spirit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Father John&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-4375865559757886258?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/4375865559757886258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=4375865559757886258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4375865559757886258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/4375865559757886258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-yucky.html' title='feeling yucky'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2586087975308707710</id><published>2007-09-12T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T14:04:20.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dispostion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>loving others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you feel yourself alone and empty-hearted? Then you have necessity indeed for fortitude and brave endurance, but above all and before all you must get out of your solitude. You cannot command for yourself the love you would gladly receive; it is not in our power to do that; but that noble love which is not asking but giving,--that you can always have. Wherever your life touches another life, there you have opportunity. To mix with men and women in the ordinary forms of social intercourse becomes a sacred function when one carries into it the true spirit. To give a close, sympathetic attention to every human being we touch; to try to get some sense of how he feels, what he is, what he needs; to make in some degree his interest our own,--that disposition and habit would deliver any one of us from isolation or emptiness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-George S. Merriam&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-2586087975308707710?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2586087975308707710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2586087975308707710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2586087975308707710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2586087975308707710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/loving-others.html' title='loving others'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-2846447636107966121</id><published>2007-09-10T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:03:18.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imperfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love me always, boy, whatever I do or leave undone. And--God help me--whatever you do or leave undone, I'll love you. There shall never be a cloud between us for a day; no, sir, not for an hour. We're imperfect enough, all of us, we needn't be so bitter; and life is uncertain enough at its safest, we needn't waste its opportunities.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Juliana Horatia Ewing&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-2846447636107966121?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/2846447636107966121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=2846447636107966121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2846447636107966121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/2846447636107966121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-6669681233352635982</id><published>2007-09-08T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T13:00:36.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transform'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will'/><title type='text'>a thunderbolt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will not select the most agreeable task, but His task, whatever it may be; for the current of His will, to be swept away and be forgotten, if it pleases Him, or to be caught up by His mighty hand and transformed thereby into a thunderbolt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Elizabeth Prentiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-6669681233352635982?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/6669681233352635982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=6669681233352635982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6669681233352635982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/6669681233352635982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/thunderbolt.html' title='a thunderbolt'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-7443818258270139155</id><published>2007-09-06T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:21:56.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dislike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>A Sale! 2 for 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheerfulness in the service of Christ is one of the first requisites to make that service Christian. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Frederick Temple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never can long continue to dislike people for whom we pray. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-H. L. Sidney Lear&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-7443818258270139155?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/7443818258270139155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=7443818258270139155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7443818258270139155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/7443818258270139155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/sale-2-for-1.html' title='A Sale! 2 for 1'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-417220156848377683</id><published>2007-09-05T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:46:42.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persevere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melancholy'/><title type='text'>melancholy and the path to holiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never suffer yourself to be subdued by melancholy; it is amongst the things that will most injure you. It is impossible to persevere in the path of holiness, if we give not ourselves to it with joy. The love of God should impart peace to the soul. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Madame De Guyon&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-417220156848377683?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/417220156848377683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=417220156848377683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/417220156848377683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/417220156848377683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/melancholy-and-path-to-holiness.html' title='melancholy and the path to holiness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-1000458545602809138</id><published>2007-09-04T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:08:03.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most fully loved'/><title type='text'>my all and best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To all that she was called to be and to do, to bear all that might in the future be required of her, as a constant witness of the mind that ought to animate and pervade the whole action of the soul. Life should be always the offering up of what we are, to do our best for Him who has called us. The responsibilities, the ventures, the conscious obligations which press on the soul, with all their conditions and unknown possibilities, supply the question that is to be solved; but the true response is the result of a habit formed through countless, nameless acts of conscientious obedience, which by use have become the bright and cheerful exercise of the one purpose of giving its best and purest to One most fully loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-T.T. Carter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962798147303561966-1000458545602809138?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/feeds/1000458545602809138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962798147303561966&amp;postID=1000458545602809138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1000458545602809138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/1000458545602809138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-all-and-best.html' title='my all and best'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962798147303561966.post-5987187462387141497</id><published>2007-09-03T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:55:03.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>believe, wait, and follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I will charge my soul to believe and wait for Him, and will follow His providence, and not go before it, nor stay behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Samuel Rutherford&lt;/em&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/6962798147303561966-5987187462387141497?l=just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5987187462387141497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962798147303561966/posts/default/5987187462387141497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-fun-jess.blogspot.com/2007/09/believe-wait-and-follow.html' title='believe, wait, and follow'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01357689288315040111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RVgWVPgK3wI/TTPofvpU7fI/AAAAAAAAALo/2FhGv7itzH8/S220/DSC00505.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
