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href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5z4ySoqPg3c/TzSiTHNQd5I/AAAAAAAAVDM/u92HY10zJmI/s640/219902394274766862_iC4mXg7u_c.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQZjtnnuL8w/TzSiWsALx0I/AAAAAAAAVDc/92HSLBQQolA/s1600/38984352994239386_KZPDh7E5_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQZjtnnuL8w/TzSiWsALx0I/AAAAAAAAVDc/92HSLBQQolA/s640/38984352994239386_KZPDh7E5_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;exactly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;has&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;showing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's He been doing in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(all pictures:&amp;nbsp; Pinterest) &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/4990520492358285870-54821710422537287?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/54821710422537287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=54821710422537287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/54821710422537287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/54821710422537287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/02/greater-mission-to-be-these.html' title='a greater mission to be these.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E18iKGhiqeU/TzSiJasCILI/AAAAAAAAVC8/sLHJ33Iof1s/s72-c/33565959692453471_FvNV23Pn_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6908487204372745723</id><published>2012-02-08T08:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:11:26.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trusting Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suicide'/><title type='text'>texts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two more suicides in my town this week in addition to a boy in my sister's orchestra who had a heart attack during a wrestling practice last weekend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just saw another status of another friend of mine having a seriously hard time losing another friend my age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was having a hard time going to sleep last night. Laying in bed praying and thinking of kids, I kept praying.&amp;nbsp; I got so many prayer requests by text yesterday.&amp;nbsp; My phone kept going off and off and off.&amp;nbsp; I opened up my Bible first thing this morning and it landed on this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="versetext" id="jer39-17" style="display: inline;"&gt;    But I will rescue&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4990520492358285870" name="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you on that day, declares the LORD; you will not be handed over to those you fear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="versetext" id="jer39-18" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="versenum"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    I will save&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4990520492358285870" name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you; you will not fall by the sword&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4990520492358285870" name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but will escape with your life,&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4990520492358285870" name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;because you trust&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4990520492358285870" name="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in me&lt;/span&gt;, declares the LORD.' "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="versetext" id="jer39-18" style="display: inline;"&gt;- Jeremiah 39:17-18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It ended up being my verse of the day that got sent out to over thirty kids by text this morning.&amp;nbsp; Most of all, it helped this heart of mine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prayer.&amp;nbsp; that's where my heart is at today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;randomness of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6908487204372745723?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6908487204372745723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6908487204372745723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6908487204372745723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6908487204372745723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/02/texts.html' title='texts.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1413160680017601632</id><published>2012-02-04T15:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T15:42:27.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i needed them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so bad about listening to my voicemails.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes they will sit there for two or three days before I get to them.&amp;nbsp; My emails can sit even longer.&amp;nbsp; In one of my voicemails, one of my sweet friends was almost crying and asking me to pray.&amp;nbsp; I just stopped what I was doing - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus change me.&amp;nbsp; What have I been doing?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, God has been doing crazy things in my heart.&amp;nbsp; He's been awakening my heart and showing me about the &lt;b&gt;beauty of being alive&lt;/b&gt; in Jesus' Love, being fully transparent and being real.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus has been showing me to thrive where I'm at.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to be somewhere else or on the mission field but here.&amp;nbsp; Having a seriously deep heart to heart talk with my thirteen year old brother on the way to school in the morning and then praying together is changing me.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is showing me that I don't need to be in Central America loving on kids (although that's awesome!) but that there are people HERE that need love.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes just saying "hey you are AMAZING and you are loved" and meaning it can make someone's day (at least it makes mine). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most of all though I've been realizing that all along Jesus kept bringing me all these kids and I thought they just needed Jesus.&amp;nbsp; But Jesus showed me that actually?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I needed them and I love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my notifications on Facebook turn red of people liking my Bible verse status that don't know Jesus and of people that I have been praying for almost makes me cry.&amp;nbsp; Yet EVEN more is when I get voicemails saying "hey - um I've got this friend?&amp;nbsp; she's going through a rough patch.&amp;nbsp; would you pray..."&amp;nbsp; when they don't even believe in prayer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Jesus is changing MY HEART through them.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; These are my friends and people that I love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, I sent one of my sweet friends an email.&amp;nbsp; She has come to me about all this stuff, sharing her struggles, and asking me for prayer while I've been watching &lt;i&gt;God COMPLETELY change her life&lt;/i&gt; around. Not me but GOD alone..&amp;lt;3 I sent her a long email just saying &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how much I have struggled too&lt;/span&gt; and that I'm not perfect and that Jesus calls us to something so much greater.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pressing send on that and hearing her reply made us both cry.&lt;br /&gt;Once again Jesus reminds me I don't need to be perfect.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is calling for something greater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus is awakening this heart of mine and showing me that He is SO MUCH more than I ever could have imagined... &lt;b&gt;nothing is impossible with Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week at youth group, a group of us girls went outside and just held hands and prayed for our week and our relationships and that JESUS would just be lifted up and glorified and filled in US and through us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what God has been showing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and this is what I want to encourage ya'll in..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Place your hand over your heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;feel that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That means YOU'RE ALIVE and you're here for a&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;purpose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to listen to voicemails and not let them sit there. GOD IS WORKING.&amp;nbsp; He is working through Bible verses and people and things that we don't even see or KNOW.&amp;nbsp; He's showing me I need them too.&amp;nbsp; We can't change situations but we can pray.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is showing me that prayer changes everything.&amp;nbsp; Most of all - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;prayer is changing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You Lord have never forsaken those who seek You&lt;br /&gt;||psalm 9:10 &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/4990520492358285870-1413160680017601632?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1413160680017601632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1413160680017601632&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1413160680017601632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1413160680017601632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-needed-them.html' title='i needed them.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6980016708014044276</id><published>2012-02-02T21:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:03:32.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>want to live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syfZEfLIICU/TytkW2BMNII/AAAAAAAAU_w/YPDrsJ2Jc_4/s1600/197243658649760000_SAZn7OLt_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syfZEfLIICU/TytkW2BMNII/AAAAAAAAU_w/YPDrsJ2Jc_4/s640/197243658649760000_SAZn7OLt_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was driving home from school yesterday and praying for people on my heart.&amp;nbsp; I finished and then turned on the radio, more people came to my mind and so I turned it back down and started praying for people again.&amp;nbsp; Lately, we've been having these Bible verses sent out by text every day.&amp;nbsp; It's been AMAZING to watch God work through a simple text to random people.&amp;nbsp; Last night, I woke up around 4ish and God had it on my heart to pray too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've been convicted that as a leader at my church, a friend, a sister, a daughter, I need to raise the bar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The way God sees me is way different than I see myself and in that, I want to encourage and love on people in a way that the things that they might forget.&amp;nbsp; I've been realizing just how much I need to serve and lead more not to fulfill this to-do list but because God is calling me to do greater.&amp;nbsp; It is not me who is living but Christ in me.&amp;nbsp; I live by faith and I no longer want to survive... I want to live.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The light of the Gospel is changing me to be genuine with real overflowing joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the randomness on my heart tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is enough &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Galatians 2:20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6980016708014044276?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6980016708014044276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6980016708014044276&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6980016708014044276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6980016708014044276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/02/want-to-live.html' title='want to live.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syfZEfLIICU/TytkW2BMNII/AAAAAAAAU_w/YPDrsJ2Jc_4/s72-c/197243658649760000_SAZn7OLt_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2401609656564378919</id><published>2012-02-01T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:58:28.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the house of God forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="840" height="580" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uoXWIK1lfyo?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2401609656564378919?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2401609656564378919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2401609656564378919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2401609656564378919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2401609656564378919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='in the house of God forever.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uoXWIK1lfyo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-7514870112345761673</id><published>2012-01-29T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:46:07.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><title type='text'>every day I spend with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8CTeqS1vQtw/TySEC3Q6DRI/AAAAAAAAU_A/-oD9DWqmReQ/s1600/IMG_0824-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8CTeqS1vQtw/TySEC3Q6DRI/AAAAAAAAU_A/-oD9DWqmReQ/s640/IMG_0824-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;is a new best day of my life.&amp;nbsp; you are somebody's reason to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;You is Kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;You is Smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;You is Important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;-- The Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-7514870112345761673?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/7514870112345761673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=7514870112345761673&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7514870112345761673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7514870112345761673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/every-day-i-spend-with-you.html' title='every day I spend with you'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8CTeqS1vQtw/TySEC3Q6DRI/AAAAAAAAU_A/-oD9DWqmReQ/s72-c/IMG_0824-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1059479879894828195</id><published>2012-01-27T21:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:57:45.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taught how to fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you have come to the edge of all light that you know and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown, Faith is knowing one of two things will happen.&amp;nbsp; There will be something solid to stand on or you will be &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;taught how to fly&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;-Patrick Overton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this quote tonight while catching up on everything that I've missed on Pinterest lately.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was praying about what to write about next on my blog and two things came up.&amp;nbsp; This quote and a picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guess God has something in plan &lt;b&gt;because I honestly have no idea where this post is going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; But, we'll see.&amp;nbsp; I pray it encourages you to keep going no matter what you're going through.&amp;nbsp; Love ya'll a whole lot.&amp;nbsp; So thankful to God that we have parts of the body of Christ spread across the world linked tiny web sites in the blog world.&amp;nbsp; It amazes me all the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;dear Jesus, just please be with this post.&amp;nbsp; Please be with my heart.&amp;nbsp; Help what is on my heart to be shared in this post and with these people.&amp;nbsp; I love you Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Encourage busted hearts with this little piece of love posted tonight.&amp;nbsp; May it be filled with gentleness from my heart.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for every day teaching me how to fly.&amp;nbsp; I want to learn more about You every single day for the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; I want to be poured out so that You may be glorified through this little piece in one life that You used to change a heart.&amp;nbsp; I am so grateful.&amp;nbsp; In Jesus' Name, amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As most all of you know who have been reading this blog for a while, I had a shoulder injury over two years ago that turned into a right side nerve injury and then went into my right arm and finally manifested itself into massive head pain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A long story, countless specialists, stopping the violin, stopping riding horses, MRI's, doctors, weakness, chronic pain... &lt;b&gt;all these things that God used to accomplish a bigger picture than I could have ever dreamed.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was my life for two years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you live with pain every day that people can't see, it changes you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my best friends came out from California last fall and we took a whole lot of pictures.&amp;nbsp; One of such was during the most wonderful Bible study EVER in a packed Starbucks at the foot of a fourteener in Colorado.&amp;nbsp; It took me back to that day... reminded me of the massive pain.&amp;nbsp; my face being swollen.&amp;nbsp; but I wanted to smile.&amp;nbsp; I was so encouraged in God &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;so full&lt;/span&gt; so blessed.&amp;nbsp; I remember not being able to contain it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was this very moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpWu0I2Sut8/TyNzUgi0jGI/AAAAAAAAU-A/5Pet1-rOzRQ/s1600/405793_2927155973200_1089953364_3078616_1767582625_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpWu0I2Sut8/TyNzUgi0jGI/AAAAAAAAU-A/5Pet1-rOzRQ/s640/405793_2927155973200_1089953364_3078616_1767582625_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just reminded me of everything.&amp;nbsp; The hardest things that ever happen to us are some of the best.&amp;nbsp; Jesus was up to something so much &lt;b&gt;greater&lt;/b&gt; than I had imagined with all of this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't explain what living with pain is like.&amp;nbsp; All of us have it in some form or another... some of the emotional and spiritual pain you go through matched if not topped mine.&amp;nbsp; I was praying for so long that Jesus would give me eyes to see hurting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;He answers prayer in crazy ways&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; My head pain came on right after that and although it was awful awful, it began to mold this busted heart of mine.&amp;nbsp; It began to peel away layers of scar tissue that was unhealthy during suffering (kinda like my arm treatments) and showed me just how greatly dependent I was on God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys - some of you have called me and texted me and the things you are telling me has sent me to my knees praying for you, crying for you.&amp;nbsp; I cannot even imagine.&amp;nbsp; Hearing glimpses of your cries to Jesus of desperateness have reminded me just how we're all in this together.&amp;nbsp; We're all empty vessels &lt;b&gt;and completely dependent on God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Without that, we are nothing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I write this, one scene keeps coming back to my mind over and over again.&amp;nbsp; It was a Sunday afternoon after church and my head pain was so severe so severe.&amp;nbsp; I was curled up on the sofa in a ball wrapped in a blanket and didn't know what to do.&amp;nbsp; it felt like knives in my head so much and there was nothing I could do.&amp;nbsp; my head was so sensitive and I was STRUGGLING so much.&amp;nbsp; I had never been in so much pain and it was past the point of having emergency meds help me.&amp;nbsp; there was nothing I could do and it was to the point I just wanted to go to the ER.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't do anything and I felt completely&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; defenseless.&lt;/span&gt;.. completely weak... completely in too much pain to pray or read my Bible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;those moments molded me the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it wrecked me the most for His Glory.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's changing this heart of mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The worst moments of it all...&amp;nbsp; 3 in the morning rocking back in forth in nerve pain praying to get through it saying Isaiah 41:10 over and over in my head... the treatments where I just prayed the whole time "Jesus just help me not to cry I don't want to cry. make me strong"... and the moments when everything kept getting worse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus was showing me that faith isn't always something we can see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was showing me sometimes He is up to something bigger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Bible was my refuge.&amp;nbsp; There are notes all over my Bible of my heart crying out.&amp;nbsp; The moments when my faith felt paper-thin were the times that Jesus began to mold me the most.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of you are going through CRAZY hard things right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My heart just breaks.&amp;nbsp; Seriously just breaks my heart and I cannot even begin to think how you are making it.&amp;nbsp; But, this is what I want to encourage you with... that I remember being at that place.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;that place of totally feeling incompletely inadequate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want you to just remember this... that you are loved.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is FOR YOU.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is not against You.&amp;nbsp; These things that are hurting you are part of something bigger.&amp;nbsp; All of this is for a better ending.&amp;nbsp; You'll see... You'll see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus is reminding me all the time of these moments.&amp;nbsp; These moments when I realize how greatly and deeply I need Him.&amp;nbsp; these moments are molding me.&amp;nbsp; There is good for those who love God &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He's rending my heart.&amp;nbsp; I have so much to learn so much to learn.&amp;nbsp; It made me cry to know that Jesus' heart breaks when we suffer.&amp;nbsp; Those times when we are hurting and hurting... He calls us to cling to Him and be empty and &lt;b&gt;HE will fill us up&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;He is the strength that we need&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He is the holiness that we desire.&amp;nbsp; These moments of suffering are so painful but&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; there is beauty. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of this... whatever you're going through... as &lt;i&gt;I close my last post written on this chapter in my life&lt;/i&gt; about struggling with my injury and as Jesus opens other new and exciting chapters, I want you to be encouraged with.. just maybe just maybe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He's teaching you how to fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may He gently calm your heart with His soft whisper that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;You are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not against You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am up to something greater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm teaching you how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I am Here with You.&lt;br /&gt;There is greater things here than You can even dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;I thank Him who has given me strength.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;- 1 Timothy 1:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-1059479879894828195?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1059479879894828195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1059479879894828195&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1059479879894828195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1059479879894828195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/taught-how-to-fly.html' title='taught how to fly.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpWu0I2Sut8/TyNzUgi0jGI/AAAAAAAAU-A/5Pet1-rOzRQ/s72-c/405793_2927155973200_1089953364_3078616_1767582625_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-7104386300273844570</id><published>2012-01-25T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:44:46.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when everyone else is partying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I was in the airport last weekend, I was reading my Bible.&amp;nbsp; underlining... writing notes... book after book.&amp;nbsp; Philippians.&amp;nbsp; Galatians.&amp;nbsp; Ephesians.&amp;nbsp; 1 and 2 Thessalonians.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Got home - 1 Timothy.&amp;nbsp; Just reading reading reading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All the way home from school today,&amp;nbsp; my heart was praying, "God just change me... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make me different&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sure been hitting me lately how so many of my friends are off partying, changing, going after the world... kids I've grown up with, kids I just met.&amp;nbsp; I don't go to a Christian school and I see stuff.&amp;nbsp; I saw stuff last semester in the hallways, I hear people talking about life after death, demons... it sends me to my knees.&amp;nbsp; I realize just HOW MUCH of a battle we're in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I want to be different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my friends I haven't seen since last semester came up to me during lunch today and I got up and gave him a hug.&amp;nbsp; I miss these people so much!!&amp;nbsp; Right after, my phone rang and it was one of my friends from church.&amp;nbsp; I answered and she was just crying and crying.&amp;nbsp; She was in a car accident this past year and really messed up her back and is going into a treatment today where they're putting all these needles into her back for an hour... she was so so so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just fell back into my chair and my heart broke. We prayed together and we talked for a little bit until I had to go.&amp;nbsp; Also today, one of my sweet friends from 4-H is my partner in Psych.&amp;nbsp; I love her to death and talking with her about how to deal with our research project since we are Christians... just all these things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;God is changing me with these things&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am realizing just how much every every every single day this is not about me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;This is not about me and I am just an instrument.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;So lately, I've been really thinking about what it means to be salt and light.&amp;nbsp; I spend just as much time with non-Christians as Christians.&amp;nbsp; I realize how much time I need to be in the Bible not as a duty but because my heart needs it and I desire it.&amp;nbsp; I need it.&amp;nbsp; I want it.&amp;nbsp; When I am in the Bible and reading and reading, I do not want to stop.&amp;nbsp; I just want to relentlessly pursue GOD... His LOVE is so strong so strong so strong. I'm starting to see what David means in Psalms by my heart longs for Jesus.&amp;nbsp; It's changing me. &amp;lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a text from a girl I just love so much that I haven't heard from in a really long time... she asked me to &lt;b&gt;pray.&lt;/b&gt;.. told me how she took a knife to her Bible.. just how much she is struggling with God really hearing her.&amp;nbsp; I realize just WHAT A BATTLE we're in.&amp;nbsp; It's changing my focus. I just want to be a person filled with prayer.&amp;nbsp; I just want to pray more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this boy in my Psych class and he was homeschooled as well and just by LOOKING at him you can tell he is different.&amp;nbsp; You can tell he loves God.&amp;nbsp; He just GLOWS Jesus.&amp;nbsp; He is always smiling, always respectful, always full of encouragement for people and I can tell he is always praying.&amp;nbsp; It totally just makes my day to be around that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Jesus is doing something in this generation&lt;/b&gt; and it's changing my focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been praying for a long time for wisdom.. wisdom on how to be a friend, how to love, how to share Jesus... but I realize now in reading the Word that Jesus is calling me to trust..&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that &lt;b&gt;He will lead my steps&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Death is beaten.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is alive.&amp;nbsp; Freedom is here.&amp;nbsp; Freedom is in Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I want to take that to the world.&amp;nbsp; It's changing me.&amp;nbsp; It's changing my focus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, I've been realizing how I just don't have a desire at all to listen to bad music anymore or party like a bunch of people I know.&amp;nbsp; Jesus satisfies and is CHANGING me.&amp;nbsp; This desire that burns in me is to show Jesus.&amp;nbsp; to live Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; to be like Jesus.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; it's changing me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was praying on the way home about allll of this, a song came on the radio that I have heard so many times.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I really listened to the words and I totally just went "oh my goodness.&amp;nbsp; woah."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;haha it was one of those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;knock my socks off moments.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to share it with you all.&amp;nbsp; It's what is on my heart.&amp;nbsp; It is what is playing in my mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It might be the senior year of high school and so many people I know are fleeting away down paths that destroy... but this is the prayer of my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've &lt;b&gt;bolded&lt;/b&gt; the things that really stuck out to me the most... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="clearBoth" id="ctl00_ctl00_cphMain_cphMiddleColumn_lblLyrics" style="display: inline-block; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I won't try to pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it all figured out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any doubts&lt;br /&gt;I've got a busted heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need You now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I need You now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hold on to me, hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me lose my way&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the wandering son&lt;br /&gt;Your love is never enough&lt;br /&gt;I keep chasing the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instead of chasing Your love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming out Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't let me fall on my face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a busted heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of a change&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate for grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; take all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me lose my way&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke Your heart a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But You've never left my side&lt;br /&gt;You have always been here for me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4FdAB2FUFv4?rel=0" width="853"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;these are the verses me and &lt;a href="http://joyfulpassionforjesus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Val &lt;/a&gt;are memorizing right now...&amp;nbsp; it's really encouraging me.&amp;nbsp; reminding me what matters - to keep going - to keep loving on people... and that this is NOT ABOUT US but about God.. this power is from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's beautiful to be an instrument for Jesus. &amp;lt;3 I need God I need God I need God I need God I need God I need God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28867"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28868"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28869"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28870"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28871"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28872"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you. &lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;//2Corinthians4:7-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-7104386300273844570?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/7104386300273844570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=7104386300273844570&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7104386300273844570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7104386300273844570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-everyone-else-is-partying.html' title='when everyone else is partying.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4FdAB2FUFv4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-7726075928896788669</id><published>2012-01-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:16:08.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>collecting moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBsq-uxjXxk/Tx8IxcuKh8I/AAAAAAAAU7E/WphPYUU9IyE/s1600/IMG_0638-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBsq-uxjXxk/Tx8IxcuKh8I/AAAAAAAAU7E/WphPYUU9IyE/s640/IMG_0638-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things around here have been crazzyyy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the first time in four months, I've had time to breathe.&amp;nbsp; But, school is in full swing and I'm up to my neck in homework.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just got back from Georgia late Sunday night and left for school 7:15 AM Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; But in the hustle and bustle, in the insaneness and no break, I realize this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how important it is to collect moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8ssnKFz-SQ/Tx8JQLhonAI/AAAAAAAAU7M/nQf5Cfy178A/s1600/IMG_0675-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8ssnKFz-SQ/Tx8JQLhonAI/AAAAAAAAU7M/nQf5Cfy178A/s640/IMG_0675-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//to text people&lt;br /&gt;because Bible verses&lt;br /&gt;remind us it's not about us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxKTV2dChbc/Tx8JgyDWXwI/AAAAAAAAU7U/g6l0CZaI_c8/s1600/IMG_0676-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxKTV2dChbc/Tx8JgyDWXwI/AAAAAAAAU7U/g6l0CZaI_c8/s640/IMG_0676-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//that country music marathons from Nashville to Chattanooga, cloudy days, and time with my parents are the best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt4W5IlbEVg/Tx8Jy3GcfbI/AAAAAAAAU7c/qSGdfq9-80E/s1600/IMG_0677-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt4W5IlbEVg/Tx8Jy3GcfbI/AAAAAAAAU7c/qSGdfq9-80E/s640/IMG_0677-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//smiles that cannot be wiped off at the reunion of cousins and best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts4FBzsK7pc/Tx8KWJB3fUI/AAAAAAAAU7k/87vTTDmufJc/s1600/IMG_0680-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts4FBzsK7pc/Tx8KWJB3fUI/AAAAAAAAU7k/87vTTDmufJc/s640/IMG_0680-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//laughter in board games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZv1mavDhyY/Tx8LB5GqThI/AAAAAAAAU7s/XJPg9MdY6I0/s1600/IMG_0683-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZv1mavDhyY/Tx8LB5GqThI/AAAAAAAAU7s/XJPg9MdY6I0/s640/IMG_0683-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//how it's already turning green in Georgia.&amp;nbsp; nooot fair.&amp;nbsp; We still have months and months of snow in Colorado left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEBXVCcLPjc/Tx8L_c2vjPI/AAAAAAAAU70/971OjYEZb78/s1600/IMG_0684-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEBXVCcLPjc/Tx8L_c2vjPI/AAAAAAAAU70/971OjYEZb78/s640/IMG_0684-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//the still and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvZkyMhykOA/Tx8Met6CXuI/AAAAAAAAU78/ieILJLpBrpk/s1600/IMG_0685-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvZkyMhykOA/Tx8Met6CXuI/AAAAAAAAU78/ieILJLpBrpk/s640/IMG_0685-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//faces that we love and hearts that we are thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEe-nR7T-dY/Tx8M05BGR3I/AAAAAAAAU8E/RevX2wCechg/s1600/IMG_0695-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEe-nR7T-dY/Tx8M05BGR3I/AAAAAAAAU8E/RevX2wCechg/s640/IMG_0695-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//battlefields and little places that are treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ctLi5c1OY/Tx8NPTbFI0I/AAAAAAAAU8M/QVanGQeCsic/s1600/IMG_0740-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ctLi5c1OY/Tx8NPTbFI0I/AAAAAAAAU8M/QVanGQeCsic/s640/IMG_0740-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//old bookshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGz8wyuBGkA/Tx8NgwKeIoI/AAAAAAAAU8U/GHa5E7GyS04/s1600/IMG_0744-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGz8wyuBGkA/Tx8NgwKeIoI/AAAAAAAAU8U/GHa5E7GyS04/s640/IMG_0744-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//parcels and everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-naqsXO9iEWU/Tx8N9ILo3xI/AAAAAAAAU8c/jjsrYkJDQBY/s1600/IMG_0748-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-naqsXO9iEWU/Tx8N9ILo3xI/AAAAAAAAU8c/jjsrYkJDQBY/s640/IMG_0748-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//walks across old walking bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79oAOMm1EoA/Tx8OZ8lLMhI/AAAAAAAAU8k/D2iJjriqFa0/s1600/IMG_0751-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79oAOMm1EoA/Tx8OZ8lLMhI/AAAAAAAAU8k/D2iJjriqFa0/s640/IMG_0751-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//humid cold January air on the river front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLM0hTyCejM/Tx8OvByOimI/AAAAAAAAU8s/IUG6YCNYTko/s1600/IMG_0766-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLM0hTyCejM/Tx8OvByOimI/AAAAAAAAU8s/IUG6YCNYTko/s640/IMG_0766-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLPcj2AltNQ/Tx8PUxl7wxI/AAAAAAAAU80/zWQNk6fpeUE/s1600/IMG_0777-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLPcj2AltNQ/Tx8PUxl7wxI/AAAAAAAAU80/zWQNk6fpeUE/s640/IMG_0777-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//little places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGvsSB6ogtY/Tx8PngK4C8I/AAAAAAAAU88/RR0IBx_InaQ/s1600/IMG_0781-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGvsSB6ogtY/Tx8PngK4C8I/AAAAAAAAU88/RR0IBx_InaQ/s640/IMG_0781-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//late-night treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0bkflx6A08/Tx8P-qjrXzI/AAAAAAAAU9E/QtwYqq46vq0/s1600/IMG_0783-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0bkflx6A08/Tx8P-qjrXzI/AAAAAAAAU9E/QtwYqq46vq0/s640/IMG_0783-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//the road to my college &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSY6dP3G1_w/Tx8QPEpn3_I/AAAAAAAAU9M/3t59Qkrb_W8/s1600/IMG_0790-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSY6dP3G1_w/Tx8QPEpn3_I/AAAAAAAAU9M/3t59Qkrb_W8/s640/IMG_0790-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhP39y0tlqw/Tx8QdLiLHsI/AAAAAAAAU9U/CvOzn0RMQRY/s1600/IMG_0792-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhP39y0tlqw/Tx8QdLiLHsI/AAAAAAAAU9U/CvOzn0RMQRY/s640/IMG_0792-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//dressed for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daNwRbGKVk0/Tx8UWx9uT4I/AAAAAAAAU9c/u7qIef9-2MU/s1600/IMG_0706-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-daNwRbGKVk0/Tx8UWx9uT4I/AAAAAAAAU9c/u7qIef9-2MU/s640/IMG_0706-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//brand new rental cars as a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvPchPCfXTI/Tx8YCvJsa8I/AAAAAAAAU9k/Rd1rPLjT3y8/s1600/IMG_0709-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvPchPCfXTI/Tx8YCvJsa8I/AAAAAAAAU9k/Rd1rPLjT3y8/s640/IMG_0709-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//old shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7n4JXvEHZM/Tx8c88ZRT_I/AAAAAAAAU9s/bM9VonlGqLk/s1600/IMG_0713-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7n4JXvEHZM/Tx8c88ZRT_I/AAAAAAAAU9s/bM9VonlGqLk/s640/IMG_0713-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;//these little moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNtT74t0VaM/Tx8hSXPCiwI/AAAAAAAAU90/g_0cJetIJLw/s1600/IMG_0717-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNtT74t0VaM/Tx8hSXPCiwI/AAAAAAAAU90/g_0cJetIJLw/s640/IMG_0717-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;not things...&lt;br /&gt;but collecting moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's changing my focus.&lt;br /&gt;and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-7726075928896788669?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/7726075928896788669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=7726075928896788669&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7726075928896788669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7726075928896788669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/collecting-moments.html' title='collecting moments.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBsq-uxjXxk/Tx8IxcuKh8I/AAAAAAAAU7E/WphPYUU9IyE/s72-c/IMG_0638-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-7983028925277512024</id><published>2012-01-18T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T18:32:29.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>growing this joy in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so lately, I've been realizing that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't talk about it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;be about it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have all these kids playing through my head.&amp;nbsp; I pray for them.&amp;nbsp; I want to be there for all of them.&amp;nbsp; I would take them each out to coffee once a week if I could.&amp;nbsp; I want to pray with them.&amp;nbsp; I want to read the Bible with them.&amp;nbsp; I want to love on them.&amp;nbsp; But, I'm just me.&amp;nbsp; little me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; little me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been seeing lately more than ever how it's important to stand up for what is right even when it means standing alone.&amp;nbsp; Jesus calls us to let our light shine.&amp;nbsp; I want my light to shine so much.&amp;nbsp; I've been seeing more lately that I'm awake, alive, so blessed.&amp;nbsp; I just need Jesus.&amp;nbsp; He is oxygen to me.&amp;nbsp; Without Him, even one moment begins to break me down... eating me away.&amp;nbsp; There is such beauty in His Joy.&amp;nbsp; But then I think. oh goodness haha I'm just little me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been reading through 2 Corinthians.&amp;nbsp; I finished it this morning while I was blow drying my hair before school.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have a chance to take my pen out and mark it up so I'll be re-reading it again :)&amp;nbsp; God has been showing me so much.&amp;nbsp; Guess most of all He has been showing me that He calls us to live in His Love.&amp;nbsp; Paul has overflowing joy.&amp;nbsp; I want joy like that.&amp;nbsp; As I read deeper, my heart just whispers, "all I am is Yours God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I want that.&amp;nbsp; Jesus sweetly breaks me.&amp;nbsp; gently changing me.&amp;nbsp; growing this joy in me.&amp;nbsp; spreading this peace in me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this weakness.. is the beginning of humbleness.&amp;nbsp; I never realized that before.&amp;nbsp; When I realize just how I am so little.&amp;nbsp; God is so big.&amp;nbsp; I am NOTHING without Him.&amp;nbsp; It humbles me greatly... and shows me this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and not from us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;//2 Corinthians 4:7&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what beauty.&amp;nbsp; what love.&amp;nbsp; what sweet grace.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is showing me not to talk about this love but to be about it.&amp;nbsp; It is transforming this heart of mine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I realize this abandon of my heart into Jesus' Love is the best of all.&amp;nbsp; It is not about how much I love... how much I pray with and for these kids... all these things I need to do... but be growing in God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because Jesus shows me once again that it's not about shining so others see me.&amp;nbsp; but that others see Him..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that is my greatest desire. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; I want to love mercy, walk humbly... and be free in His Love.&amp;nbsp; These prayers are not my duty but my desire.&amp;nbsp; Talking to God is like telling Him the breathings of my heart... even though He knows all of them.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is changing me.&amp;nbsp; gently changing me. &amp;lt;333&amp;nbsp; He's growing this joy in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus is greater than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm not home yet &lt;br /&gt;This is not where I belong &lt;br /&gt;Take this world and give me Jesus &lt;br /&gt;This is not where I belong&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-- building 429&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-7983028925277512024?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/7983028925277512024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=7983028925277512024&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7983028925277512024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7983028925277512024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/growing-this-joy-in-me.html' title='growing this joy in me.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3016745577008182886</id><published>2012-01-17T15:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:25:24.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bigger plan than I have for myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so encouraged sometimes to sit and think that Jesus has a bigger plan for me than I have for myself.&amp;nbsp; His Mercy is so great. He is my Forever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My God is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Lately, I've been realizing that&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; part is a GREAT deal big.&amp;nbsp; My cup overflows.&amp;nbsp; Without Jesus, I am nothing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;completely nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These past few months of school, preparing for a national 4-H competition, leadership, ministry, violin, rarely a night at home, crazynessss, I've seen how great my dependence on God is.&amp;nbsp; Because without God?&amp;nbsp; I'd be banging my head against a wall hahah. &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, in the quiet place, when I am praying when I am driving... like yesterday.&amp;nbsp; playing worship music not wanting to listen to anything else.&amp;nbsp; just wanting to praise God.&amp;nbsp; and pray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realize over these past few months just how much God has stolen my heart.&amp;nbsp; He gives me more than what I need.&amp;nbsp; He overflows my cup.&amp;nbsp; And as I was driving, I couldn't stop smiling.&amp;nbsp; I realized I have never been this happy. this complete. this joyful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my cup overflows with Your blessings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;psalm 23:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been realizing that in the point of weakness, God is my victory and He is here.&amp;nbsp; With my arm/shoulder injury, my head pain and all my health struggles, I've only had a month and a half of intense practice of violin for this college music audition this week.&amp;nbsp; It's come so far and I am ready for this... buut I'm asking for prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so, I'm flying out to Tennessee tomorrow and driving down to Georgia for a big music audition on Friday.&amp;nbsp; I have a bunch of college appointments and meeting department heads and then spending the weekend with family (I am MOST excited about that!)&amp;nbsp; My audition is at &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 PM EST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Friday and can you all pray?&amp;nbsp; You guys are the best prayer warriors!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for your emails and Facebook messages.&amp;nbsp; They encourage me so much.&amp;nbsp; I am so humbled and don't deserve such love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plane rides always flare my shoulder back up but I know God has this too and I haven't been on a plane for six months so hopefully it will be good :)&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed and so full of joy and peace.&amp;nbsp; I was so freaked out about all of thiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and now I realize.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I need God so desperately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is my Rock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He hears His people when they cry to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He calls me not to fear but to be filled with joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus came so that we may have life..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LIFE.&amp;nbsp; He is this HIGHEST delight of mine.&amp;nbsp; I am resting in that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He gives peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and He reminds me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;keep calm Jess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh how He loves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His Plan for me is bigger than the one I had for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying that God would overflow your cup with love&lt;br /&gt;and peace and things that only come from the beauty&lt;br /&gt;of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; He is what satisfies.&amp;nbsp; may He just rock your&lt;br /&gt;world with overwhelming joy in that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fETAOGwxLO4/TxSmQzvYFbI/AAAAAAAAU4w/SFKW5D886NA/s1600/IMG_9985-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fETAOGwxLO4/TxSmQzvYFbI/AAAAAAAAU4w/SFKW5D886NA/s640/IMG_9985-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. - this sweet boy turned 10 last weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3016745577008182886?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3016745577008182886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3016745577008182886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3016745577008182886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3016745577008182886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/bigger-plan-than-i-have-for-myself.html' title='bigger plan than I have for myself.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fETAOGwxLO4/TxSmQzvYFbI/AAAAAAAAU4w/SFKW5D886NA/s72-c/IMG_9985-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6821582935356024553</id><published>2012-01-15T20:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:24:22.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the littlest things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lately, I've been realizing just how incredibly thankful I am for life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNWmLWLdBJ4/TxOQ0IVTd2I/AAAAAAAAU4c/T3t8-feAd8g/s1600/168322104792542383_iWV986Zv_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNWmLWLdBJ4/TxOQ0IVTd2I/AAAAAAAAU4c/T3t8-feAd8g/s640/168322104792542383_iWV986Zv_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/203365739393188690/" target="_blank"&gt;[via]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the little things in life that I so often forget and look past.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Lately, I've been thinking of the little things... catching up with friends, treasuring the last week of break (even though life has been crazy) and texting people, my ministry kids, people I haven't talked to in a long time, receiving reply letters in the mail that send me dancing around the room and cherishing little moments before school starts back tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; One of my best friends got baptized, playing board games, hot chocolate mix always being used no matter the time of day, and the perfect cup of coffee.&amp;nbsp; Texts that say, "DRESS WARM tomorrow.. it's gonna be freezzing" and sweaters and skirts with flannel tights and fingerless gloves. Spending time with my brothers, watching &lt;i&gt;Say Yes To the Dress &lt;/i&gt;with my sister, laughter with Daddy, hilariousness with Mama. &amp;lt;333 the little things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxaIicLj6sw/TxOXbYzVcsI/AAAAAAAAU4k/oM4XuHB-inc/s1600/132926626471293808_xifJVnW4_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxaIicLj6sw/TxOXbYzVcsI/AAAAAAAAU4k/oM4XuHB-inc/s640/132926626471293808_xifJVnW4_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/203365739393188681/" target="_blank"&gt;[via]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's country music and the songs that make us laugh oh so much.&amp;nbsp; it's your teenage brother who comes over at breakfast and hugs you for like five minutes just because he loves you (which for a teenage guy at 13 is pretty awesome).&amp;nbsp; the littlest things.&amp;nbsp; it's being missed.&amp;nbsp; it's nicknames... when a little kid draws you a picture.&amp;nbsp; it's fresh baked bread and coming home after a formal event and being able to hear someone's voice in your head when you read a message.&amp;nbsp; It's making someone who looks sad smile, meaningful hugs, sound of rain-drops on umbrellas, watching people you love sleep softly, and when the DJ plays your favorite song. it's camo and camo duct tape and trucks and diesel trucks and everything country.... the things that make my heart smile. the little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been realizing just how blessed i am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just how full my heart is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just how much joy Jesus is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;every breath that I breathe.. I am absoultely in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;not in all these things, but because Jesus is mine forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and that is greatest of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's what I've been thankful for lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#howaboutyou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6821582935356024553?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6821582935356024553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6821582935356024553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6821582935356024553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6821582935356024553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/littlest-things.html' title='the littlest things.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNWmLWLdBJ4/TxOQ0IVTd2I/AAAAAAAAU4c/T3t8-feAd8g/s72-c/168322104792542383_iWV986Zv_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6093351929882906827</id><published>2012-01-13T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:37:37.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a chance to be a living testimony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;//Jeremiah 20:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then I said, "I will not make mention of Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nor speak anymore in His name."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT HIS WORD WAS IN MY HEART LIKE A BURNING FIRE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shut up in my bones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was weary of holding it back,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And could not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God blows me away all the time.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I stand amazed so much.&amp;nbsp; One of my bestest friends in the entire world &lt;a href="http://igotsun.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lex&lt;/a&gt; and I were talking on the phone tonight.&amp;nbsp; Lexi is amazing.. I can't even explain!&amp;nbsp; I love her heart for God and it blesses and encourages me more than I can say.&amp;nbsp; Well I got an email from her with this verse in it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;which is CRAZY because I just saw this verse the other day and thought&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;woah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Lexi sent it to me.&amp;nbsp; She then went to say she just finished Romans.&amp;nbsp; I just finished Romans.&amp;nbsp; She said how much just has been learning and what's she been learning.&amp;nbsp; It. was. the. EXACT. same. thing. that I have been learning.&amp;nbsp; God blows me away once again.&amp;nbsp; But I've been thinking more about my life lately... just what I want to live for, want to be known for.&amp;nbsp; The more and more I pray, the more and more it burns in my heart that I don't want it to be me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God's been reminding me that every day that I wake up is not an ordinary day.&amp;nbsp; It's not a day that I just wake up, run around 140 miles per hour getting things done, how much I read my Bible, or how much I love on people.. it's a different focus than that.&amp;nbsp; It's realizing that every day I wake up is a chance to be a living testimony.&amp;nbsp; It's not about the things that I do but what He has done for me.&amp;nbsp; Not about thinking "gotta do this today gotta do that.&amp;nbsp; cannot do this" but instead realizing this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihdKvM5CXIk/TxD2v0gVMdI/AAAAAAAAU4Q/HfREn2Fs9KQ/s640/97601516893929474_AolRH8q1_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/jessemckinney/take-this-world-give-me-jesus/" target="_blank"&gt;[via] &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sweet child.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;realize that.&amp;nbsp; Jesus has written &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;your name&lt;/span&gt; on the palm of His Hand.&amp;nbsp; How much differently does that change your focus?&amp;nbsp; I know it changes mine... because I see in a deeper more beautiful way that it's not me.&amp;nbsp; It's not about me trying harder or being good enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's about knowing I am broken&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and not worthy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;yet Jesus takes thought for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;there is overwhelming joy in that promise.&amp;nbsp; there is an overwhelming burning in my heart. I am weary of holding it back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I cannot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;because Jesus has done far greater things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;than I can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to live as a living testimony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;not trying harder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;not being perfect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;not being good enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but instead - being reminded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus is all I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;all I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;my everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Not shining so others see me...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but that they see God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;//that is my desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;a chance to be a living testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it's changing me forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6093351929882906827?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6093351929882906827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6093351929882906827&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6093351929882906827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6093351929882906827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/chance-to-be-living-testimony.html' title='a chance to be a living testimony.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihdKvM5CXIk/TxD2v0gVMdI/AAAAAAAAU4Q/HfREn2Fs9KQ/s72-c/97601516893929474_AolRH8q1_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1104732953184464493</id><published>2012-01-13T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:06:25.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i rejoice in this divine romance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was practicing violin this morning... and my hands were freezing.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't move my fingers fast enough.&amp;nbsp; Tears just slid out of my eyes and I blinked them away.&amp;nbsp; I turned away and looked out the window and took a deep breath and prayed.&amp;nbsp; and prayed some more. Winter break will start for me as soon as school is in full swing&amp;nbsp; One more week one more week.&amp;nbsp; My head pain is back and I know it's not related to stress because last weekend, there was far more stress at a national competition than preparing for a college music audition and school starting Monday.&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; It has something to do with the cold weather and I just have been discouraged.&amp;nbsp; I woke up this morning and my head was so bad I just walked upstairs and went straight to the medicine cabinet to grab emergency meds (which I have only used twice.)&amp;nbsp; I am so tired and having a hard time sleeping because my head is sensitive and it's just so complicated.&amp;nbsp; It just hit me how totally selfish I was being.&amp;nbsp; SO SELFISH.&amp;nbsp; so selfish.&amp;nbsp; and that was why I was crying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After this next week, the rest of my senior year won't have any biggg things to do.&amp;nbsp; big stress.&amp;nbsp; just coaching meats (which I am really excited about) and school (which I enjoy actually).&amp;nbsp; I can actually get together with friends, focus on ministry, spend the weekends with my family.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited about that!! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why. am. i. worrying. and stressing out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's crazy because there is this battle going on.. my heart is so full of peace and yet my mind is like "OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!! YOU ARE CRAZY!!!!!!! THIS IS INSANE!"&amp;nbsp; and I realize that I just need God need God need God need God need God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so I pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I open my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I pray..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I realize once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how Jesus is reminding me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that in these times, HE is showing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ME that He is enough..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in the craziness and stress.. HE is doing so much.&lt;br /&gt;He has taught me so much&lt;br /&gt;so much so much that I wouldn't trade for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Divine romance of His Love is an ocean flood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so deep.&amp;nbsp; changing my heart. it's filling up the room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And at the moment when I realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I have nothing to give,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;only to trust..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there is peace and more love than I can explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It lifts my heart and my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my voice and my song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sets my heart to ringing..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my smile bright..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I see once again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how God has ALLL of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;33333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why oh why am I looking at myself for strength?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus is enough for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;//so encouraged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's what God has been showing me lately.&amp;nbsp; Whatever stress and big things are going on in your life, remember that. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-1104732953184464493?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1104732953184464493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1104732953184464493&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1104732953184464493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1104732953184464493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-rejoice-in-this-divine-romance.html' title='i rejoice in this divine romance.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1820545920217510353</id><published>2012-01-11T21:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:58:17.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relentless love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was on the phone with one of my dear dear friends tonight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were catching up on life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;missions trips. school. guys. friends. ministry. church. all of it. How merciful the Cross. We are praying together... for kids, about life, for the future... and it's totally refreshing.&amp;nbsp; The thing is, we started going back and forth with name after name with kids that need Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and it broke our hearts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;//Jesus we need You so desperately.&amp;nbsp; change us and use us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realize so much how much I want to be consumed with the Creator instead of the things created. My friend and I have grown up together and as we have grown even closer over this past year.. we've been learning so much of the same stuff - it's been CRAZZYY.&amp;nbsp; We talk again and it's like all we can do is nod and say "YYESS THAT'S ME TOO!!"&amp;nbsp; God is so awesome like that.&amp;nbsp; I realize once again that we just need God so much.&amp;nbsp; A mighty fortress is Jesus Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;//Jesus keep our eyes on You.&amp;nbsp; Keep our hearts on You.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;name after name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;burning in our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;name after name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;//Jesus keep our eyes on Your Mission.&amp;nbsp; A Mighty Fortress is Our God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I realize that in this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I lay down my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I surrender my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I lay down my plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I surrender my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I love Him with all my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I focus on those names..&lt;br /&gt;and pray for these people&lt;br /&gt;that need Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;that need His Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pray that this Love that has so desperately changed my life&lt;br /&gt;might relentlessly take over theirs forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//that is our prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kon7W359EUk/Tw5n9bAC3jI/AAAAAAAAU4A/0Mlvp9MMyuk/s1600/155444624608162460_2DE3hC1t_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kon7W359EUk/Tw5n9bAC3jI/AAAAAAAAU4A/0Mlvp9MMyuk/s640/155444624608162460_2DE3hC1t_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;|| John 10:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-1820545920217510353?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1820545920217510353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1820545920217510353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1820545920217510353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1820545920217510353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/relentless-love.html' title='relentless love.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kon7W359EUk/Tw5n9bAC3jI/AAAAAAAAU4A/0Mlvp9MMyuk/s72-c/155444624608162460_2DE3hC1t_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-9025955567765708327</id><published>2012-01-10T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:26:00.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart bleeds for them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}-&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do we hear their crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just want to be real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The music from the orchestrafilled the room.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful notesmelded together into song.&amp;nbsp; Ilooked at the people around me.&amp;nbsp; Somany eyes filled with pain.&amp;nbsp; Somany eyes filled with sadness.&amp;nbsp; Ihappened to look next to me.&amp;nbsp; Herlegs had huge slices cut out of them like a machete had been taken to herthighs.&amp;nbsp; They were so deep.&amp;nbsp; They were healed but so deep.&amp;nbsp; It cut my heart like a knife. Thosecuts had purposely been put there.&amp;nbsp;She covered her legs every week after that.&amp;nbsp; Her face screamed out for acceptance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My heart bled that night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See, another kid from my localhigh school overdosed yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All the changed profile pictures on Facebook of another girl whocommitted suicide a few weeks ago, all the kids struggling with a car accidentthat took a seventeen year old boy three months ago, and the sweet girl lastweek, so outgoing and crazy popular that everyone loves that shared with mejust how bad she is hurting in ways that no one could even imagine from lookingat her… it’s crazy.&amp;nbsp; One of thekids at my church the other day was hanging out in the hallway during SundaySchool and I was talking to him, inviting him to youth group... one of theoutcast kids and my day was made.&amp;nbsp; Iwished I had all day to just sit there and talk with them.&amp;nbsp; All these kids have a place in myheart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God’s been showing meso much lately just how much I lack love. &amp;nbsp;I need more love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ve been busy training for anational meats competition, flying out for a big music audition, my finalsemester of high school, volunteering at the local hospital, getting ready tocoach the new meats kids, spending as much time as I can with my family, anhour drive one way to my church and 4-H is keeping me busier than ever… butthese kids, their texts that have me praying for them countless times when I amdriving places - it’s changing me.&amp;nbsp;I greatly need God.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I want to be a lighthouse. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I’m praying for kid afterkid after kid and after a while, there is no change.&amp;nbsp; It gets hard and easy to get discouraged… and I was readingthe Bible and I just started seeing how Jesus encourages us to keep going.&amp;lt;33 He was rejected.&amp;nbsp; He wasturned away.&amp;nbsp; But, I also see Godworking.&amp;nbsp; I see Him at work.&amp;nbsp; I’m watching lives being changed.. notme not me.&amp;nbsp; BUT GOD working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it’s enough to leave me withtears in my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like when my meats team wanted topray with me before our national competition on Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like when one of my ministry kidssaid, “I just want to talk about God.&amp;nbsp;Your God”.&amp;nbsp; When one of themtexts me and says “So it’s been one year today since I stopped cutting.”&amp;nbsp; When another says, “I have been able toeat today without throwing up.&amp;nbsp; Mystomach is allowing food again after all that time of me trying to starvemyself.”&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It sends me to my knees.&amp;nbsp; I need God.&amp;nbsp; I need love.&amp;nbsp; Iwant more love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was on my way to pick up mybrother from school yesterday and just praying these kids, I just realized moreand more and more… I need more love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I care so much for thesekids and as I pray for more love, I just want to be real.&amp;nbsp; I want to be fully transparent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yesterday, I called up one ofmy ministry kids to chat for a few minutes, I talked to another one for acouple minutes during her lunch break today, I popped two letters in the mailtoday, and there were so many hugs at 4-H last night it made my whole week.&amp;nbsp; I love these kids so much.&amp;nbsp; I realize just how much when I startedout I wanted to be their friend, I realize just how much I needed them… and howmuch God is using my prayer for more love to be answered through the people theworld would cast aside.&amp;nbsp; They aretreasures.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world is casting aside theoutcast… those who are beautiful in their own way, made by the beautiful handof a loving Creator… why are we standing back?&amp;nbsp; Jesus calls us to go into the world, be a light, and love onpeople.&amp;nbsp; How else will we share HisLove?&amp;nbsp; That is what I am learning. &amp;nbsp;The world is holding them at arm’slength and Jesus calls us to go in and pull them into our arms. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I guess I have just realized inthe past year just HOW SHORT life is.&amp;nbsp;We don’t have much time at all.&amp;nbsp;In fact, sometimes we only have one week with these kids, two months,twelve …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because maybe even one hug, onesmile, one text can save a life. &amp;nbsp;In Jesus, we are absolutely loved.&amp;nbsp; The Gospel tells us we are valued and significant.&amp;nbsp; There is meaning to life and truesatisfying joy. He is in control and therefore we are safe and secure.&amp;nbsp; That is what they need to hear… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is what we need more of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I only have one life that I’vebeen given.&amp;nbsp; I want to bedifferent.&amp;nbsp; I want to love more… Ionly got one chance to make a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is what I am learning somuch. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am praying more thanever. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My heart burns thatthey are saved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt; “Righteous Father, though the world does not know you, I know you, and they know that you have sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I have made you&lt;sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt; known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;// John 17:25-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-9025955567765708327?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/9025955567765708327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=9025955567765708327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9025955567765708327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9025955567765708327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-heart-bleeds-for-them.html' title='my heart bleeds for them.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-8629112607308616327</id><published>2012-01-08T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:59:57.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reserve national western champions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6tzY9vPvCA/TwohJX3MgNI/AAAAAAAAUz0/Kh9_qxikKg8/s1600/IMG_0350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6tzY9vPvCA/TwohJX3MgNI/AAAAAAAAUz0/Kh9_qxikKg8/s640/IMG_0350.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what a crazy last couple of days..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got a few pictures because of the fast-paced schedule but here are a few from our week.&amp;nbsp; Losing the champion title by 11 CLOSE points in a tight run for 1st and 2nd place, we came home with Reserve Grand and a national title at National Western Round-up for Meat Judging!  Thankful for my team (Sydney, Taylor, and McKayla) and hundreds of hours of intense studying that bonded our meats family together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSnBK2qNsqw/TwohlJrZBdI/AAAAAAAAU0E/lRtLTUtzSuY/s1600/IMG_0364-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSnBK2qNsqw/TwohlJrZBdI/AAAAAAAAU0E/lRtLTUtzSuY/s640/IMG_0364-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thankful for the sunsets that remind us&lt;br /&gt;to take a deep breath even when there is a ton&lt;br /&gt;of pressure and stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_3T08M2wtY/TwohWROYHmI/AAAAAAAAUz8/Fb8wY6hE-Yg/s1600/IMG_0352-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_3T08M2wtY/TwohWROYHmI/AAAAAAAAUz8/Fb8wY6hE-Yg/s640/IMG_0352-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thankful for the fun times&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;of the fellowship of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LF31eYd6cU4/Twoi6bl8H5I/AAAAAAAAU0s/KiuBEEat2Qs/s1600/IMG_0395-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LF31eYd6cU4/Twoi6bl8H5I/AAAAAAAAU0s/KiuBEEat2Qs/s640/IMG_0395-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thankful for the relief after finishing a mentally exhausting&lt;br /&gt;day of judging and coming back to a hotel filled with&lt;br /&gt;people that we got to know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;for a fantastic fitness room in our hotel&lt;br /&gt;where we ran on treadmills next to each other&lt;br /&gt;talking..&lt;br /&gt;all the sudden working out became 150% better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUBT2pB1nCA/TwojKs9EheI/AAAAAAAAU00/TruW6THK_FQ/s1600/IMG_0405-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUBT2pB1nCA/TwojKs9EheI/AAAAAAAAU00/TruW6THK_FQ/s640/IMG_0405-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thankful for the people we met&lt;br /&gt;and the people we won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SeLsdAHAlTU/TwojWvUqoFI/AAAAAAAAU08/1JMO06V726k/s1600/IMG_0410-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SeLsdAHAlTU/TwojWvUqoFI/AAAAAAAAU08/1JMO06V726k/s640/IMG_0410-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thankful for the awesome judging teams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that ate breakfast with us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;had an ice fight with half of our team last night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and never ceased to keep us laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDsl_zEOrIQ/Twojq2dRQ8I/AAAAAAAAU1E/tFmRKAMVah4/s1600/IMG_0415-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDsl_zEOrIQ/Twojq2dRQ8I/AAAAAAAAU1E/tFmRKAMVah4/s640/IMG_0415-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful for pictures that make us laugh&lt;br /&gt;and for reminders to take a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;no matter what level of competition we're at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ityRMGEICMM/Twoj-KAkgAI/AAAAAAAAU1M/0eAQD11EXaE/s1600/IMG_0419-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ityRMGEICMM/Twoj-KAkgAI/AAAAAAAAU1M/0eAQD11EXaE/s640/IMG_0419-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful for the overwhelming feeling of wanting to scream&lt;br /&gt;when our teammate got a perfect score, a scholarship,&lt;br /&gt;and highest award overall individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua3JRp-9gbI/TwokRfggBYI/AAAAAAAAU1U/S47QsxJ8FQs/s1600/IMG_0456-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua3JRp-9gbI/TwokRfggBYI/AAAAAAAAU1U/S47QsxJ8FQs/s640/IMG_0456-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thankful for breakfast bars back in our hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;after the worst breakfast of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6OHYMxNsPFY/Twoknmk0eFI/AAAAAAAAU1c/bTE3zMIDewE/s1600/IMG_0459-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6OHYMxNsPFY/Twoknmk0eFI/AAAAAAAAU1c/bTE3zMIDewE/s640/IMG_0459-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thankful for coming home with a Reserve Champion win&lt;br /&gt;and the best coach in the entire world who has pushed us&lt;br /&gt;harder than we thought we could do, who believed in us,&lt;br /&gt;and who never gave up on us.&amp;nbsp; can't wait to hopefully bring&lt;br /&gt;home the National title coach in October in Kansas City! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfSj3UoAXpc/Twok8jBCqSI/AAAAAAAAU1k/djhRLYZniPM/s1600/IMG_0460-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfSj3UoAXpc/Twok8jBCqSI/AAAAAAAAU1k/djhRLYZniPM/s640/IMG_0460-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful for attempted self-timer pictures..&lt;br /&gt;even when there is a TV in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmDK1lYk2ss/TwolENx41pI/AAAAAAAAU1s/pbVFrIHWPnM/s1600/IMG_0462-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmDK1lYk2ss/TwolENx41pI/AAAAAAAAU1s/pbVFrIHWPnM/s640/IMG_0462-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and for pictures that exactly describe our team. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GI0Ff6hh0AQ/TwolNA7yJFI/AAAAAAAAU10/bMQg2N3lwbo/s1600/IMG_0468-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GI0Ff6hh0AQ/TwolNA7yJFI/AAAAAAAAU10/bMQg2N3lwbo/s640/IMG_0468-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful for friendships&lt;br /&gt;that will last a long long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTCDq2hoZj0/TwolaUyukRI/AAAAAAAAU18/h-bdTIsvn_I/s1600/IMG_0474-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTCDq2hoZj0/TwolaUyukRI/AAAAAAAAU18/h-bdTIsvn_I/s640/IMG_0474-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thankful for laughter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and the bond of sisterhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBYpiNjr98Y/Twoi2VowqvI/AAAAAAAAU0k/EXz93b52A-s/s1600/IMG_0389-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBYpiNjr98Y/Twoi2VowqvI/AAAAAAAAU0k/EXz93b52A-s/s640/IMG_0389-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thankful for awesome eleveators&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in the best hotel ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAuTvdK6hpA/Twoh-yup6uI/AAAAAAAAU0M/m77EaKGcang/s1600/IMG_0366-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAuTvdK6hpA/Twoh-yup6uI/AAAAAAAAU0M/m77EaKGcang/s640/IMG_0366-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful for places to drop our luggage before heading up oodles of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJceWbqHBp8/TwoiRhV5xsI/AAAAAAAAU0U/P51xn1fKKg0/s1600/IMG_0381-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJceWbqHBp8/TwoiRhV5xsI/AAAAAAAAU0U/P51xn1fKKg0/s640/IMG_0381-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and most of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;above all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;greater than everything -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thankful to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who showed me a ton these past ten months of meat judging, starting from scratch and in two contests being at the national level, being completely overwhelmed, learning what strength is.. not in me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but only in Him.&amp;nbsp; I've learned so much this year that I will never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;|| Isaiah 41:10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4990520492358285870-8629112607308616327?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/8629112607308616327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=8629112607308616327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8629112607308616327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8629112607308616327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/reserve-national-western-champions.html' title='reserve national western champions.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6tzY9vPvCA/TwohJX3MgNI/AAAAAAAAUz0/Kh9_qxikKg8/s72-c/IMG_0350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-5851400464505149917</id><published>2012-01-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:59:52.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it is well with my soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh my goodness.. life is running at 140 mph right now.&amp;nbsp; I'm heading out for a National level meats competition, come back and go straight into last minute prep for a college music audition, and school starts back up.&amp;nbsp; I feel like winter break will start back up after school starts.. hahah &amp;lt;333&amp;nbsp; I was so tired I was in bed by 7 last night!&amp;nbsp; In the crazyness of life, I've been realizing this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgE7-CVoho4/TwYA-z3iHjI/AAAAAAAAUzk/c097fiR5BHc/s1600/16044142392179077_D2TQ9gbd_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgE7-CVoho4/TwYA-z3iHjI/AAAAAAAAUzk/c097fiR5BHc/s640/16044142392179077_D2TQ9gbd_c.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit:&amp;nbsp; tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28880"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28881"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28882"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28883"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Now the one who has fashioned us for this very purpose is God, who has given us the Spirit as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28884"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28885"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; For we live by faith, not by sight. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28886"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28887"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;So we make it our goal to please him&lt;/b&gt;, whether we are at home in the body or away from it. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28888"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, so that each of us may receive what is due us for the things done while in the body, whether good or bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28889"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Since, then, we know what it is to fear the Lord, we try to persuade others. What we are is plain to God, and I hope it is also plain to your conscience. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28890"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; We are not trying to commend ourselves to you again, but are giving you an opportunity to take pride in us, so that you can answer those who take pride in what is seen rather than in what is in the heart. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28891"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; If we are “out of our mind,” as some say, it is for God; if we are in our right mind, it is for you. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28892"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; For Christ’s love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28893"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28894"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; So from now on we regard no one from a worldly point of view. Though we once regarded Christ in this way, we do so no longer. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28895"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come:The old has gone, the new is here! &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28896"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28897"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28898"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28899"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last night, I just stopped everything... started praying.&amp;nbsp; reading my Bible.. praying some more.&amp;nbsp; I have so much peace in my heart.&amp;nbsp; God has ALLLL of this. so awesome so awesome.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now outside for 10 minutes in this beautiful 70 degree weather before we leave...and realizing more JUST how great God is.&amp;nbsp; how well it is with my soul.&amp;nbsp; and no matter how stressful situations are - God is always greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying that God would just bless you guys with a fantastic weekendreminding you of His Love and His Mercy and His Peaceno matter how crazy busy your life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-5851400464505149917?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/5851400464505149917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=5851400464505149917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5851400464505149917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5851400464505149917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-my-goodness.html' title='it is well with my soul.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgE7-CVoho4/TwYA-z3iHjI/AAAAAAAAUzk/c097fiR5BHc/s72-c/16044142392179077_D2TQ9gbd_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2445469409051038222</id><published>2012-01-03T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:44:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burning on my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28861"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore, since through God’s mercy we have this ministry, we do not lose heart. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28862"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Rather, we have renounced secret and shameful ways; we do not use deception, nor do we distort the word of God. On the contrary, by setting forth the truth plainly we commend ourselves to everyone’s conscience in the sight of God. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28863"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; And even if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28864"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; The god of this age has blinded the minds of unbelievers, so that they cannot see the light of the gospel that displays the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28865"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For what we preach is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, and ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28866"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28867"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28868"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28869"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28870"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28871"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28872"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28873"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; It is written: “I believed; therefore I have spoken.” Since we have that same spirit of&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;faith, we also believe and therefore speak, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28874"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; because we know that the one who raised the Lord Jesus from the dead will also raise us with Jesus and present us with you to himself. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28875"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; All this is for your benefit, so that the grace that is reaching more and more people may cause thanksgiving to overflow to the glory of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28876"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28877"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28878"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; 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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;// 2 Corinthians 4&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kwYUE9BjKg/TwPmrjhsl6I/AAAAAAAAUzY/712iv0Dl564/s1600/168322104792491932_GC1e5Fsk_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kwYUE9BjKg/TwPmrjhsl6I/AAAAAAAAUzY/712iv0Dl564/s640/168322104792491932_GC1e5Fsk_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit: tumblr&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/4990520492358285870-2445469409051038222?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2445469409051038222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2445469409051038222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2445469409051038222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2445469409051038222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/burning-on-my-heart.html' title='burning on my heart.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kwYUE9BjKg/TwPmrjhsl6I/AAAAAAAAUzY/712iv0Dl564/s72-c/168322104792491932_GC1e5Fsk_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2180464751274491361</id><published>2012-01-02T21:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:52:01.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need more love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need more love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I just need God. I need more love.&amp;nbsp; My heart has been really thinking and praying about outreach lately.&amp;nbsp; When I'm working out doing my core workouts and my body is screaming at me while running getting back my muscle after these injuries, these kids come to my mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I keep praying.&amp;nbsp; I need more love.&amp;nbsp; I need Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I just need God.&amp;nbsp; It burns in my heart so much.&amp;nbsp; I'm driving down the road.&amp;nbsp; I'm sitting in church.&amp;nbsp; I can't go ANYWHERE or do anything and ministry isn't burning in my heart.&amp;nbsp; God sure is laying it on my heart.. I just need more love.&amp;nbsp; I've been having a really hard time with that.&amp;nbsp; I know I have a problem and that problem is me.&amp;nbsp; I need a servant's heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have such a desire to be with kids and pray with and for kids, share Jesus with kids.. oh my goodness the biggest trial to me right now is that I wish I had a big van where I could pick up 15 kids and take them with me to youth group.&amp;nbsp; Haha. &amp;lt;33&amp;nbsp; but I realize just how much I need love.&amp;nbsp; We need love.&amp;nbsp; I've been praying a ton for my leadership team.&amp;nbsp; Been reading John and Romans... just finished both and I realized that WAY more.&amp;nbsp; It's changing my relationships.&amp;nbsp; I need more love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day I was at Costco and I had just finished a head treatment, my sister was getting contacts and I was running over for something to drink... so I was putting lids on three drinks and randomly looked over while carrying over the straw trash..&amp;nbsp; and I saw one of the girls that we had just helped with in ER the other day... one of our attempted suicidal kids.&amp;nbsp; She was taken to rehab and I remember God just putting her on my heart.&amp;nbsp; It was so bad that they wouldn't release her and an ambulance took her instead of her family.&amp;nbsp; She had bright pink hair and there she was.&amp;nbsp; My heart just totally started rejoicing that she had made it out of rehab.. she was laughing with her family.&amp;nbsp; It made my whole day. haha.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;33&amp;nbsp; And it just reminded me again.. I need more love.&amp;nbsp; There's kids in my life like this and I don't need to go to the ER to get to know them.&amp;nbsp; I have names that come to my head without even having to think more than 3 seconds.&amp;nbsp; I need God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then this girl in my youth group the other day told me that if it wasn't for God and me loving her, she would have taken her life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love stopped her from taking her life.&amp;nbsp; I almost lost it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's other people that by circumstances, totally things should have taken us apart.&amp;nbsp; But, by God's Plan - He has kept them.. and I realize that plan for that now.&amp;nbsp; The voicemails left on my phone.&amp;nbsp; The texts.&amp;nbsp; The messages.&amp;nbsp; It's all God.&amp;nbsp; I need more love.&amp;nbsp; I need Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I lack love.&amp;nbsp; I am so convicted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm praying a lot more..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and praying with kids more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and praying more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and keeping reading my Bible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because God keeps bringing John 13 to my mind.&amp;nbsp; It goes like this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt; I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;Very truly I tell you, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt; Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;"When you die, there’s going to be a tombstone. It’s going to have your name, it’s going to have the year you were born, and it’s going to have the day you died. In between, there’s going to be a dash. And that dash is going to represent everything that you did in your life; good and bad. It’s how you’re remembered. What do you want your dash to represent?" -Tim Tebow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;and on mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;I want to live a life that says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;"she loved"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;I need God so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t5" id=":1hh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":1hp"&gt;this is my prayer. &amp;lt;33&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/4990520492358285870-2180464751274491361?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2180464751274491361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2180464751274491361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2180464751274491361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2180464751274491361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-need-more-love.html' title='i need more love.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3357102132081410426</id><published>2011-12-31T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:19:45.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my last post of 2011.&amp;nbsp; crazzyyyness right there.&amp;nbsp; 248 posts.&amp;nbsp; 365 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Memories.&amp;nbsp; Memories. Tears.&amp;nbsp; Laughter.&amp;nbsp; Overflowing Joy.&amp;nbsp; Struggles.&amp;nbsp; Pain.&amp;nbsp; Lost loved ones.&amp;nbsp; New life.&amp;nbsp; An incredible journey.&amp;nbsp; Traveling from Colorado to Central America to the Rocky Mountains.&amp;nbsp; Treatments, specialists, chronic pain.&amp;nbsp; Children's Hospital specialized specialists, tests ran, MRI's.&amp;nbsp; Learning what it is to be dependent on God, what it's like to feel weak, the moments when all I can do is lay there and pray and breathe. Pain levels I had never experienced before that took my breath away like knives in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, so many blessings... ministering to people in La Ceiba, Honduras for eight days and not wanting to come home, being on the senior high leadership team and church and learning so much about ministry and how much I need to learn about being a role model, friend, sister, and daughter of Jesus,&amp;nbsp; an amazing youth group that I just love love love love, time with my brothers that I spent this year more than I ever have, the late nights with my sister and how we watched every single I Love Lucy episode made over the course of this summer.&amp;nbsp; Thankful how God brought our meats team to win the state title and we're going to a national competition next week.&amp;nbsp; I'm playing the violin again (which is truly incredible) and better yet, I'm flying out next month for a college music audition (which 6 months ago seemed totally crazy). &amp;nbsp; Being able to go to youth camp this summer, community college this fall, ACT's and SAT, college aps, preparing last minute things for being a senior, ministering to freshman and sophomore girls, being a big sister to freshman and sophomore boys, more coffee trips with kids than I can count, the power of prayer, long phone calls, voicemails of non-Christian kids asking me to pray for them, my adopted siblings who are spread from California to Nebraska to Virginia (Josh, Valerie, Lexi).&amp;nbsp; I am blessed beyond measure.&amp;nbsp; I have the best graduating senior class, the best school... I am so unworthy of all these gifts.&amp;nbsp; Thankful for our calf crop this year, our market steers selling out faster than we could get order forms in, my incredible family and parents, grandparents and extended family... thankful for the afternoon group at co-op, Ben and Peter and Jonathan (my three adopted bigger than me bros that I would do anything for) and for Danny and Allen and all the others.&amp;nbsp; All of you have become so dear to me.&amp;nbsp; I have truly been humbled beyond words at how God has worked in lives this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A mighty fortress is our God... a refuge is His Name.&amp;nbsp; He is in unshakeable.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That is what I have learned this year.&amp;nbsp; I cannot comprehend His Love and His Mercy.&amp;nbsp; My God is exalted and high above the heavens and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;forever forever &lt;/span&gt;He is worthy.&amp;nbsp; I will keep my eyes on Him.&amp;nbsp; My cup overflows.&amp;nbsp; I realized this year just how much growing up I had to do, how much I had to learn, how much I still have to learn and how great of God I love.&amp;nbsp; His Kingdom is unshakeable.&amp;nbsp; With Him, nothing is impossible.&amp;nbsp; A mighty fortress. &amp;lt;333&amp;nbsp; I got a new Bible a year ago this past Christmas and in twelve months, it is falling apart... it is well loved and the pages are marked up with love.&amp;nbsp; It has begun to change me from the inside out.&amp;nbsp; Our God is a consuming fire.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I write this, the last few hours of 2011 are slipping away quickly, never to return... only to fade away to memories.&amp;nbsp; I am so humbled by God's Majesty.&amp;nbsp; What is there to say but how I love You God.&amp;nbsp; How merciful the cross God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this year just how totally insignificant I was without Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to touch lives but without God, my actions would profit nothing.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't get people on fire for God if I wasn't myself.&amp;nbsp; So, I began to just dig into the Word and learn more about God... pray more, pray more... and I need to keep praying more.&amp;nbsp; I realize every day just how great is God's Love and how great of a sinner I am.&amp;nbsp; But I realize that there is freedom in Christ.&amp;nbsp; It's not about me, all about God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I look at 2012, I pray that God would mold me to be the servant.&amp;nbsp; I want to be the least of these, to be humble, not about me, all about God.&amp;nbsp; I want to have great humbleness and love that is on fire.&amp;nbsp; I want to have open arms and outpouring love.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be the same as the average teen.&amp;nbsp; I want to be on fire for God... totally on fire.&amp;nbsp; I never want to reach that point of finally being on fire, but always seeking God - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;being relentless about my pursuit&lt;/span&gt; because God's ways are greater than mine.&amp;nbsp; I pray that I would have a heart filled with compassion, that I wouldn't let a crazy schedule get in the way of praying with my hurting kids.&amp;nbsp; I need God so greatly.&amp;nbsp; I pray that God would take away me, change my heart, and use me as platform to share Him.&amp;nbsp; He is my desire.&amp;nbsp; He preserves my heart.&amp;nbsp; I seek Him.&amp;nbsp; and I realize that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want deep water faith. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more shallowness..instead as Jesus calls us to dive in where hurting people are the most, spelling LOVE with time, caring for the hurting by loving on them with God's Love and prayer.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's even paying for the person behind me in Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; It's running after that girl in 4-H and giving her a hug.&amp;nbsp; I am praying that God would open my eyes.&amp;nbsp; My heart is willing but my flesh is weak and I just need God.&amp;nbsp; I desire God.&amp;nbsp; I want God.&amp;nbsp; I need God.&amp;nbsp; I need God.&amp;nbsp; I need God. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; And I see the difference...&amp;nbsp; it's a beautiful feeling.&amp;nbsp; It's freeing.&amp;nbsp; It's not a duty anymore.&amp;nbsp; My heart overflows with this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2012, I know God has every single detail totally planned out...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if it will be a year of harvest or pain I don't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but I trust God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because my God is greater here than before.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is better than dreams, bigger than suffering, peace during fire, encouragement in pain, and defender in battle.&amp;nbsp; That is what I have learned this year.&amp;nbsp; Who is like the Lord?&amp;nbsp; The Maker of the heavens.&amp;nbsp; He dwells with the poor and lifts them out of ashes and seats them with princes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;annnndd as a side note, recovering from injuries, you can be thin, but I want to be more fit.. so I'm getting back into intense workouts like I used to and boy - it's hard. haha.&amp;nbsp; But, it feels good and my goal for 2012 is to get in tip-top shape, run a 5K or two, hike a 14er or two before I leave for college, and maybe a backpack trip with my best friends and family. To keep eating healthy, keep up my protein intake, and keep working out more.&amp;nbsp; (and out of three 4-H projects, two include fitness.. I'm seeing a pattern. haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm looking forward to 2012 to be a year of learning... I can't wait to keep growing in You God.&amp;nbsp; He provides what I need.&amp;nbsp; Through all the treatments, all the tests, when I would be crying inside because of the pain, God never left.&amp;nbsp; He is greater here than before.&amp;nbsp; My heart is full. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; My Bible is falling apart because of this past year and with that, my heart is full and learning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mold me as a servant.&amp;nbsp; Fill me with love.&amp;nbsp; Less me.&amp;nbsp; More You.&amp;nbsp; More Humbleness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am lost in Your Beauty. &amp;nbsp; Take my life.. all my plans... everything I lay in Your Hands.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3357102132081410426?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3357102132081410426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3357102132081410426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3357102132081410426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3357102132081410426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011.html' title='goodbye 2011.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1275754499510543297</id><published>2011-12-30T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:20:55.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why am i worrying?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was driving early this morning, playing music, praying before another meats practice.&amp;nbsp; We go to a National contest in a week and it's been intense.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With my head pain, I've been just trusting GOD.&amp;nbsp; Truth is, I was so scared because I was trying so hard myself instead of trusting God.&amp;nbsp; It was making my pain worse, I was so stressed out.. so stressed out.. freaking out. haha.&amp;nbsp; it was a mess.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the last couple practices, I've been reading my Bible before way more, praying a ton, just not worrying because God has it.&amp;nbsp; My scores have gone way up.&amp;nbsp; I'm where I need to be and I know I can get even better... working towards perfect scores.&amp;nbsp; I have a week still.&amp;nbsp; I can do this - because God is my strength.&amp;nbsp; My heart is so much more peaceful.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to worry anymore.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I am actually enjoying it more haha!&amp;nbsp; When it's not about how I perform, but that God is in control and going to help me and I know that, I just take a deep breath and it helps helps helps me.&amp;nbsp; When my head gets terrible, I just pray and I know God has a plan.&amp;nbsp; Such love God such love.&amp;nbsp; SO ENCOURAGED.&amp;nbsp; My head has been doing better and the meds have been working.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful.&amp;nbsp; I just have to take the meds on time and be diligent with keeping on eating healthy, drinking tonnnss of water.. I feel better, have more energy, and I'm in the kitchen baking and baking.&amp;nbsp; I have energy to do things again.&amp;nbsp; And I feel alive.&amp;nbsp; My head is working again.&amp;nbsp; It is clearer and I have been having times without pain.&amp;nbsp; I was driving home from practice this morning and just smiling so thankful so thankful so thankful.&amp;nbsp; My head still gets bad but my God reigns and is sufficient.&amp;nbsp; He is filling my joy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the stress of college aps and an upcoming music audition and only being two months into intense practicing after coming off a serious arm injury.. haha oh my goodness. When I think of the work cut out for me, I used to get so so freaked out. Then, I look back and see where God has totally carried me through all the ACT's.. the SAT.. state finals.. why am I worrying?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I go back to head treatments today.. Nuerotension treatments which are by far the most painful treatments of all I've been through.&amp;nbsp; It's kinda funny because when I was in treatments for my arm and biting my lip and praying through treatments, I used to think "at least this is in my arm.. because pain above my neck is so scary to me. I am so scared of having these treatments in my head"&amp;nbsp; and now look.. haha God has a plan&amp;lt;33&amp;nbsp; they have figured out that the problems with my head pain is related to my arm and nerve tension in my neck and head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am going in for those treatments for my head and I am not afraid because I know God is with me and I have prayer and there is so much peace and love from HIM in my heart.&amp;nbsp; I am no longer afraid.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Competitions, praying about if I should go back with the state team next year and then prayerfully to Nationals while I'm at college, all these things, I'm not worried anymore - because I trust God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm finally learning what that means.&amp;nbsp; I get it.&amp;nbsp; There is SO MUCH peace in that.&amp;nbsp; I have so much more joy.&amp;nbsp; I'm not stressed out or freaked out or worried.&amp;nbsp; I know God is walking with me and carrying me and going to take care of it ALLL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mentalness of meat judging, the fast fingers needed even when my hands go numb while playing the violin, GOD IS HELPING ME.&amp;nbsp; I see Him helping me.&amp;nbsp; I'll be going through my scales and my hands are numb and I just can't do it.. and I pray.. and immediately I can just feel God helping me.&amp;nbsp; Why am I trying to do it myself?&amp;nbsp; I just need to TRUST.&amp;nbsp; that is what I am learning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my joy is full.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and trusting God REALLY does make a difference...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am weak but He is strong..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I am strong enough&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;only because He is holding me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I can't stop smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's what I've been learning this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May the God of peace be with you all. Amen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Romans 15:33 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-1275754499510543297?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1275754499510543297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1275754499510543297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1275754499510543297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1275754499510543297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-am-i-worrying.html' title='why am i worrying?'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2315503077735184942</id><published>2011-12-29T22:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:10:15.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i must become less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;He must become greater; I must become less.&lt;br /&gt; || John 3:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26j2WZ8pXdk/Tvvr24UUofI/AAAAAAAAUyU/h4n6JKyY1dc/s1600/IMG_0224-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26j2WZ8pXdk/Tvvr24UUofI/AAAAAAAAUyU/h4n6JKyY1dc/s640/IMG_0224-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;So we went up to the mountains for a couple days this week... just two days up in the woods, in the middle of nowhere... no internet, barely cell reception, (I lost my cell phone.. haha long story where from now on, it HAS to be ON.. no more silent).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But no more about cell phones lost and technology (which the lack of I did not miss :) except for you blog people!)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;but reading my Bible, spending time with my family, my cousins, my grandparents, aunt, uncle, baking, reading my Bible.. I realized this.&amp;nbsp; I need to love on people more.&amp;nbsp; Become less of me, more of God.&amp;nbsp; He must become greater.&amp;nbsp; Have open arms.&amp;nbsp; Bigger love.&amp;nbsp; Greater compassion.&amp;nbsp; Care least about me.&amp;nbsp; Most about others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;And all the sudden all these names started coming to my head.. all these kids I need to pray for, love on more, encourage more... more about them.&amp;nbsp; Reading randomly through parts of John again and again about being a servant and Romans and Philippians and Galatians and Proverbs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and that's what I've been learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;off and running.&amp;nbsp; more later.&amp;nbsp; love ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2315503077735184942?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2315503077735184942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2315503077735184942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2315503077735184942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2315503077735184942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-must-become-less.html' title='i must become less.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-26j2WZ8pXdk/Tvvr24UUofI/AAAAAAAAUyU/h4n6JKyY1dc/s72-c/IMG_0224-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-324428299229224792</id><published>2011-12-26T07:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T07:26:33.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>be back in a few days..&lt;br /&gt;with snowy pictures&lt;br /&gt;and adventures to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcGjGix60Lo/TvfwbzpjUVI/AAAAAAAAUyM/Pfz1qVqooQ8/s1600/IMG_9988-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcGjGix60Lo/TvfwbzpjUVI/AAAAAAAAUyM/Pfz1qVqooQ8/s640/IMG_9988-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-324428299229224792?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/324428299229224792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=324428299229224792&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/324428299229224792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/324428299229224792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry Christmas.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcGjGix60Lo/TvfwbzpjUVI/AAAAAAAAUyM/Pfz1qVqooQ8/s72-c/IMG_9988-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-7999722561896442812</id><published>2011-12-22T15:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:48:46.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snowed in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4UicYyGtr0/TvOluzi3cSI/AAAAAAAAUoY/orOkJ3I89qM/s1600/IMG_9808-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4UicYyGtr0/TvOluzi3cSI/AAAAAAAAUoY/orOkJ3I89qM/s640/IMG_9808-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcowBH9RiOY/TvOmBhS6AKI/AAAAAAAAUog/FSUqKoLCMTs/s1600/IMG_9811-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcowBH9RiOY/TvOmBhS6AKI/AAAAAAAAUog/FSUqKoLCMTs/s640/IMG_9811-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAL1SPAuJwU/TvOmSBPJ_pI/AAAAAAAAUoo/prIlAfOgjTo/s1600/IMG_9816-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAL1SPAuJwU/TvOmSBPJ_pI/AAAAAAAAUoo/prIlAfOgjTo/s640/IMG_9816-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-7999722561896442812?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/7999722561896442812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=7999722561896442812&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7999722561896442812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/7999722561896442812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowed-in.html' title='snowed in.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4UicYyGtr0/TvOluzi3cSI/AAAAAAAAUoY/orOkJ3I89qM/s72-c/IMG_9808-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-9205418621513803606</id><published>2011-12-20T16:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:55:33.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wQ7KigP7Vw/TvDq8NBDaEI/AAAAAAAAUnU/ERx1bK5q064/s1600/IMG_7432-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wQ7KigP7Vw/TvDq8NBDaEI/AAAAAAAAUnU/ERx1bK5q064/s640/IMG_7432-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful for sweet girls&lt;br /&gt;and big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBGq9QUWyKQ/TvDr-zO40zI/AAAAAAAAUnc/B66gBgWuTiA/s1600/IMG_7443-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBGq9QUWyKQ/TvDr-zO40zI/AAAAAAAAUnc/B66gBgWuTiA/s640/IMG_7443-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;laughter and people&lt;br /&gt;that i love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zb4Bb-6ITA/TvDtC1uDuDI/AAAAAAAAUnk/CG-9TnCcw9k/s1600/IMG_7459-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zb4Bb-6ITA/TvDtC1uDuDI/AAAAAAAAUnk/CG-9TnCcw9k/s640/IMG_7459-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;cake on the end of candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXXSsb2veYE/TvDuBq-AgoI/AAAAAAAAUns/x9ywPnAgQrs/s1600/IMG_7473-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXXSsb2veYE/TvDuBq-AgoI/AAAAAAAAUns/x9ywPnAgQrs/s640/IMG_7473-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;funny faces&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2owXsQJYXds/TvDvQIVXSII/AAAAAAAAUn0/Inm8xsj1iwg/s1600/IMG_7349-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2owXsQJYXds/TvDvQIVXSII/AAAAAAAAUn0/Inm8xsj1iwg/s640/IMG_7349-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;weanlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbB1L_a5emM/TvD46BDKOfI/AAAAAAAAUn8/EBKX8U16mWo/s1600/IMG_7353-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbB1L_a5emM/TvD46BDKOfI/AAAAAAAAUn8/EBKX8U16mWo/s640/IMG_7353-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;yummy sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYqmLFvC2Oo/TvD8P7UdkiI/AAAAAAAAUoE/NnqT8wGFrAc/s1600/IMG_7354-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYqmLFvC2Oo/TvD8P7UdkiI/AAAAAAAAUoE/NnqT8wGFrAc/s640/IMG_7354-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;barns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htcvwLSgy4o/TvEA8ujisyI/AAAAAAAAUoM/waQ7SRuCamU/s1600/IMG_7364-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htcvwLSgy4o/TvEA8ujisyI/AAAAAAAAUoM/waQ7SRuCamU/s640/IMG_7364-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and reminders of&lt;br /&gt;no matter how busy life gets&lt;br /&gt;I come home and&lt;br /&gt;there are these waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;and reminding me &lt;br /&gt;welcome home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my latest&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="853" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QJO3ROT-A4E?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-9205418621513803606?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/9205418621513803606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=9205418621513803606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9205418621513803606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9205418621513803606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-things.html' title='little things.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wQ7KigP7Vw/TvDq8NBDaEI/AAAAAAAAUnU/ERx1bK5q064/s72-c/IMG_7432-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-5071106556284417683</id><published>2011-12-19T21:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:32:21.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a mighty fortress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God answers prayer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so amazed at that today over and over again.&amp;nbsp; Even in the little things - He is so faithful.&amp;nbsp; Over lost meat judging papers, icy roads, and crazy crazy intense head pain.. all of it, God is RIGHT THERE.&amp;nbsp; Love so amazing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His Love contradicts the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;my God, in whom I trust.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-psalm 91:1-2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so overwhelmed by this love and crazy love that He has for us.&amp;nbsp; What more can I say?&amp;nbsp; My head is getting worse.&amp;nbsp; GOD KNOWS.&amp;nbsp; Such love.&amp;nbsp; I was just flipping through my Bible tonight and Psalm 91 is all marked up already with notes and underline marks but this got me again... totally awesome.&amp;nbsp; thank you God thank you God.&amp;nbsp; such awe.&amp;nbsp; so thankful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He will cover you with his feathers, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;and under his wings you will find refuge; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You will not fear the terror of night, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nor the arrow that flies by day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nor the plague that destroys at midday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A thousand may fall at your side, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ten thousand at your right hand, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but it will not come near you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- verses 4-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all. of. that.&amp;nbsp; there is none one like God!&amp;nbsp; such love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Reading this, I just realize God is what I need.. He is all I need.. He is what I need.&amp;nbsp; He is what I need He is what I need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God holds my every moment.&amp;nbsp; He calms raging seas.&amp;nbsp; He walks with us through fire.&amp;nbsp; He walks with us through massive head pain.&amp;nbsp; I trust in Him.&amp;nbsp; I trust in Him so much... and I realize that...&amp;nbsp; He is my Healer.&amp;nbsp; I believe He is my Healer.&amp;nbsp; And I believe He is what I need.&amp;nbsp; He is all I need.&amp;nbsp; He is what I need always.&amp;nbsp; I believe He is my Portion and my strength and more than enough for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know He searches my heart and He is greater than my failure.. and I need more of Him everyday.&amp;nbsp; And in this, He will carry me and in this, I am blessed because of this..&amp;nbsp; The joy of knowing Jesus is greater than anything this world has to offer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His love is a mighty fortress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A fortress for the weak.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing is impossible with Him..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nothing is impossible for Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so thankful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so overwhelmed by this love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and even though this meds aren't helping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;GOD REIGNS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and nothing is impossible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I trust Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and love Him more than I did before...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is greater here than before.&lt;br /&gt;God's gonna take care of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to be so scared of things that could hurt me, of pain and of crazy things like falling off a cliff [haha even if it sounds stupid, it was legit] or being stuck in a burning car and I realize now that Jesus is enough for me and I am no longer afraid.&amp;nbsp; Because He is greater than this and when I focus on Him, the rest just fades away.&amp;nbsp; There is beauty.&amp;nbsp; I am no longer afraid.&amp;nbsp; I realize how much He is a refuge.&amp;nbsp; what can anything in this world do to me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for my God reigns.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;praise be to God who gives us the victory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[romans 7]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-5071106556284417683?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/5071106556284417683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=5071106556284417683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5071106556284417683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5071106556284417683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/mighty-fortress.html' title='a mighty fortress.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1878184794224069738</id><published>2011-12-18T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T14:22:30.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of suffering rises strength.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CYt1ewwtKE/Tu5QifQyqXI/AAAAAAAAUi4/a9NP3fX0CRI/s1600/Photo+748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CYt1ewwtKE/Tu5QifQyqXI/AAAAAAAAUi4/a9NP3fX0CRI/s640/Photo+748.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so the other day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this quote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls.&lt;br /&gt;the most massive characters are seared with scars&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what beauty is that. &amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"that they may see and know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;may consider and understand together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that the hand of the Lord has done this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Isaiah 41:20 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lately, I've been seeking God.&amp;nbsp; I've been working on the "be still and know you are God" in my own life.&amp;nbsp; The more I read the Bible, the more I pray, the more I am encouraged, the more I am filled up, the more I realize I am not worthy, the more I realize that He is worthy.&amp;nbsp; He gently calms my heart and reminds me "fear not" (Isaiah 41:10),&amp;nbsp; the Lord is good to those who wait for Him (Lamentations 3:25),&amp;nbsp; He satisfies like no other (Psalm 73),&amp;nbsp; He knows my path (Job 23:10), He is joy and strength (Habakkuk 3:18-19), He came to save the imperfect (Mark 2:17),&amp;nbsp; I don't need to be anxious about my life (Matthew 6), God calls us to give up everything (Luke 5), He calls us to be servants and serve the least of these (John 13), nothing nothing nothing. nothing. in earth or in heaven in the entire world or under heaven can separate us from God's Love (Romans 8), God calls us to serve Him in Holiness (Ephesians 4),&amp;nbsp; the body of Christ is strong and goes deeper than this world (Philippians 1-4), I am not my own (1 Corinthians 6),&amp;nbsp; God's grace is sufficient for me.. His power is being made PERFECT in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12), I do not do what I want but the very thing I hate because my flesh is weak and prone to sin... but God gives me victory through the cross (Romans 7).&amp;nbsp; Jesus wept (John 11).&amp;nbsp; He weeps with our sufferings and shares our tears.&amp;nbsp; He was deeply moved in His spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I realize more and more as I seek God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and want more of God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;want to love God more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is I want God to be more and more and more than everything to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but He is strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is the reason why in pain we smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In confusion, we understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In betrayal, we trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In fear, we continue to fight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because we are not alone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SUCH LOVE.&amp;nbsp; So overwhelmed So blessed So full.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In suffering.. out of ashes.. out of what seems like crazy situations.. strength arises.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is here.&amp;nbsp; There is fullness of joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, all of this will made well.&amp;nbsp; All of this will be made clear.&amp;nbsp; No more suffering no more pain no more crying.&amp;nbsp; God understands.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I was just randomly thinking about how sometimes when the pain is the worst and some of us who struggle with physical pain every day and some of us when you saw us in walking down the street you wouldn't know... how some days, when we are the most joyful.. it's when we are in the most pain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't even explain it.&amp;nbsp; It's like when I'm in the most pain, I am the most calm.&amp;nbsp; All of us suffer.. childhood scars, emotional, spiritual, physical pains.. and most all these things you can't see from the outside.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was really just so encouraged thinking about how one day when Jesus comes back alllllllll of this is going to be no more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: justify;"&gt;no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what love God!&amp;nbsp; how even when Satan is trying to hard to bring us down and discourage us with this, God is raising out of ashes and suffering, STRENGTH and beauty and a dependence on God and relentlessness that just wants Him that we desperately need.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When situations seem impossible, God is greater than the impossible.&amp;nbsp; God says in John 11 that whoever in believes in Him as life and not death.&amp;nbsp; So no matter how great Satan wants to bring crazier and crazier pain,&amp;nbsp; nothing is impossible with God..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I'm beginning to see that..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;THERE IS JOY in this.&amp;nbsp; there is joy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This humble place of just seeing there is no way I can do it without God, this is beauty.&amp;nbsp; There is strength in this.&amp;nbsp; I am learning that.&amp;nbsp; Such love God... so overwhelmed by a greater plan that I am beginning to see. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; in this chaos there is safety in Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And what I'm realizing how much I need God...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just how much I want God to search my heart.&amp;nbsp; If there is anything that is keeping me from God, that He would just take that away... because honestly I just want God.&amp;nbsp; I want God so much and there is nothing in this world that I need greater than I need Him.&amp;nbsp; He is what satisfies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He makes beautiful things out of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;out of suffering rises strength&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;out of suffering rises dependence on God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and in that,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus reminds me - there is nothing greater than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are safe and secure inside my grace.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so full and so encouraged and so so so so so blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the harder this pain gets, the greater my joy grows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so blessed. thank you God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="translationEligibleUserMessage"&gt;For the Lord is able to make him stand - Romans 14:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0j1CGbd2B_E/Tu5Qi6qSUbI/AAAAAAAAUjA/YQmR2bf62U4/s1600/Photo+749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0j1CGbd2B_E/Tu5Qi6qSUbI/AAAAAAAAUjA/YQmR2bf62U4/s640/Photo+749.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p.s. - that big red spot is just a random swelling and it's okay.. the picture makes it look a lot worse than it is! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-1878184794224069738?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1878184794224069738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1878184794224069738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1878184794224069738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1878184794224069738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/out-of-suffering-rises-strength.html' title='out of suffering rises strength.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CYt1ewwtKE/Tu5QifQyqXI/AAAAAAAAUi4/a9NP3fX0CRI/s72-c/Photo+748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6074404620173347653</id><published>2011-12-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:04:51.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>christmastime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6074404620173347653?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6074404620173347653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6074404620173347653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6074404620173347653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6074404620173347653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmastime.html' title='christmastime'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9G7QTmyuvbw/Tu5vlzK2WJI/AAAAAAAAUnI/0JErEbs9l4o/s72-c/IMG_9506-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-67767857761757688</id><published>2011-12-17T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T13:49:29.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where i belong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="853" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lOtsB4O1p3o?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm not home yet&lt;br /&gt;This is not where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Take this world and give me Jesus&lt;br /&gt;This is not where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this blessed assurance holding me&lt;br /&gt;When the lights fade I wanna be found in You&lt;br /&gt;|| building 429&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-67767857761757688?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/67767857761757688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=67767857761757688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/67767857761757688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/67767857761757688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-i-belong.html' title='where i belong.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lOtsB4O1p3o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-9108497388451878932</id><published>2011-12-16T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T15:24:57.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbGdTD--fAc/Tuuw7Hy4qoI/AAAAAAAAUgo/HLeuvKkGgbg/s1600/IMG_9359-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbGdTD--fAc/Tuuw7Hy4qoI/AAAAAAAAUgo/HLeuvKkGgbg/s640/IMG_9359-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurtsssss.&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to really hurt and I was in a lot of pain last night&lt;br /&gt;goodness haha I was laying in bed trying to go sleep&lt;br /&gt;and it was hurting too much to even try and concentrate and go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;and so I was just laying there&lt;br /&gt;praying...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mbwmmB8-NM/TuuxM_xzvpI/AAAAAAAAUgw/V050HkZH8r4/s1600/IMG_9376-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mbwmmB8-NM/TuuxM_xzvpI/AAAAAAAAUgw/V050HkZH8r4/s640/IMG_9376-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this pain is beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it has me thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I realize so much it's like God telling me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Jess listen up listen up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm laying there and my body is hurting hurting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but my heart has THIS CRAZY PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this crazy peace that just fills my soul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know it's enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I want my love for Jesus to be relentless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iW7WeVe2Yuo/TuuxgLvqjaI/AAAAAAAAUg4/ifrh2QWpUo0/s1600/IMG_9381-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iW7WeVe2Yuo/TuuxgLvqjaI/AAAAAAAAUg4/ifrh2QWpUo0/s640/IMG_9381-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that not everyone in this world has that crazy peace...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and God keeps reminding me "Jess listen up.. I love you SO MUCH!! this pain is because I love you so much.."&amp;nbsp; my heart is overflowed.&amp;nbsp; what love God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my faith is just growing up.&amp;nbsp; what deep love God.&amp;nbsp; I've been convicted lately of how much I lack prayer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I need to pray more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR3ZbKSA7Fg/Tuux2phx83I/AAAAAAAAUhA/YvEuHyNp3Ps/s1600/IMG_9382-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR3ZbKSA7Fg/Tuux2phx83I/AAAAAAAAUhA/YvEuHyNp3Ps/s640/IMG_9382-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pray for people more.&amp;nbsp; I am convicted of that.&amp;nbsp; This pain reminds me of the crazy hurt in this world BUT the way bigger thing than that is there an even CRAZIER God that loves us loves us loves us with so much love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It shook me up the other day when another girl took her life at one of the local high schools in town.&amp;nbsp; One of my good friends texted me asking me to pray... she said "we need all the prayer support we can get right now.. we need prayer"&amp;nbsp; Bullying and criticism she got led her to take her life... I didn't know her personally.. I saw her picture and the first thing I thought was "oh my goodness she is beautiful"&amp;nbsp; I guess it really just made me think about how I was loving people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Because you have no idea how even one hug and smile could save a life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-IYsLZX4F8/TuuyDKj1tMI/AAAAAAAAUhI/ZSStaj21nww/s1600/IMG_9385-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-IYsLZX4F8/TuuyDKj1tMI/AAAAAAAAUhI/ZSStaj21nww/s640/IMG_9385-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realize just how much I lack prayer and love...&lt;br /&gt;but without God, my actions are going to profit nothing.&amp;nbsp; So lately?&amp;nbsp; My prayer has been this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: #990000; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that God would clear out anything that has gotten in the way of Him..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that I would be listening..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that the small things like hugs and cards and loving on people could actually be the big things..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that I would be a servant full of love full of love.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and that my love for God would be relentless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;For I have given you an example, &lt;b&gt;that you also should do just as I have done to you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;Truly, truly, I say to you, a servant is not greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;If you know these things, blessed are you if you do them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;|| john 13:15-17&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcfFj4pHTjI/TuuyYpKIg-I/AAAAAAAAUhQ/4ozsvSOKH8Q/s1600/IMG_9387-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcfFj4pHTjI/TuuyYpKIg-I/AAAAAAAAUhQ/4ozsvSOKH8Q/s640/IMG_9387-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live a life that is accepted as normal or good&lt;br /&gt;but radically changed on fire for Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KVPepIza_M/TuuyqgMRzMI/AAAAAAAAUhY/nj2xzvRApkA/s1600/IMG_9390-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KVPepIza_M/TuuyqgMRzMI/AAAAAAAAUhY/nj2xzvRApkA/s640/IMG_9390-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I relentlessly want to pursue God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;with a heart always focused on Him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;not on me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;not on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;not on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skH8QQkfhlA/Tuuy7rJdTPI/AAAAAAAAUhg/sTZbXB3hGtI/s1600/IMG_9407-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skH8QQkfhlA/Tuuy7rJdTPI/AAAAAAAAUhg/sTZbXB3hGtI/s640/IMG_9407-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus is reminding me "Jess listen up" I realize God calls us to a greater calling than what I've been living... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I want to be even more radical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;more on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;more full of joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;more with my heart fully abadnoned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so that random people don't say "I really don't get you Jess"&amp;nbsp; but everyone says &lt;b&gt;"I really don't get you Jess"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3SUHKHzfj4/TuuzBvyDmhI/AAAAAAAAUho/d4UHzM6_5DA/s1600/IMG_9413-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3SUHKHzfj4/TuuzBvyDmhI/AAAAAAAAUho/d4UHzM6_5DA/s640/IMG_9413-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I only get this one little life to live...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and in that, I want it to be all for God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;every second&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;every minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;every part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and in that,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;every second that I breathe I need God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-n2kf8tkjk/TuuzUqTl64I/AAAAAAAAUhw/QNWBXo-oSxg/s1600/IMG_9415-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-n2kf8tkjk/TuuzUqTl64I/AAAAAAAAUhw/QNWBXo-oSxg/s640/IMG_9415-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even when my head hurts,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm going to throw up,&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand up any longer or I'm going to pass out,&lt;br /&gt;I can sit&lt;br /&gt;and I can praise God&lt;br /&gt;with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;because my life has been filled with GOD'S Grace&lt;br /&gt;not by my actions but by God's amazing Plan...&lt;br /&gt;not by anything that I do&lt;br /&gt;but by what He has done to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftBQVQrbp9U/Tuuzh8iN9mI/AAAAAAAAUh4/eTePVbUsLuk/s1600/IMG_9419-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftBQVQrbp9U/Tuuzh8iN9mI/AAAAAAAAUh4/eTePVbUsLuk/s640/IMG_9419-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to that?&lt;br /&gt;but to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jesus, I listen up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I offer this heart completely to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8sKhai6dyw/TuuzueRc1lI/AAAAAAAAUiA/_9wg2a9mK3Q/s1600/IMG_9430-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8sKhai6dyw/TuuzueRc1lI/AAAAAAAAUiA/_9wg2a9mK3Q/s640/IMG_9430-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm convicted of my lack of prayer,&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend more time in prayer...&lt;br /&gt;at stop lights..&lt;br /&gt;at stop signs..&lt;br /&gt;while I'm driving down back roads..&lt;br /&gt;while I'm blow drying my hair...&lt;br /&gt;waking up in the middle night and my head hurts..&lt;br /&gt;when I'm walking in the grocery store..&lt;br /&gt;when I'm walking up the stairs to breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;when I'm putting sunglasses on and backing out of the garage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be always praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcLiKWhqplI/Tuu0Ap9FDXI/AAAAAAAAUiI/-jOHHWGDoK4/s1600/IMG_9434-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcLiKWhqplI/Tuu0Ap9FDXI/AAAAAAAAUiI/-jOHHWGDoK4/s640/IMG_9434-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to be praying for people...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for people I see only once in the grocery store that seem sad..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for people that I see all the time that are going through rough stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for people that are smiling that still need encouragement..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for people that need hugs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for every person that needs to know that they are loved..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for leadership in our churches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for those across the world that are serving God's church on the mission field..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for the kids that email me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for the kids that text me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for the kids that leave me voicemails..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for my family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for my siblings..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for my adopted siblings..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to be always praying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXk51pFnbKk/Tuu0Rif2KOI/AAAAAAAAUiQ/bAD3XCFCPP4/s1600/IMG_9435-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXk51pFnbKk/Tuu0Rif2KOI/AAAAAAAAUiQ/bAD3XCFCPP4/s640/IMG_9435-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for pain..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is so thankful God.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so joyful.. so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so full and I realize how much I need to pray..&lt;br /&gt;and how much I need to listen up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes..&lt;br /&gt;|| romans 1:16 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLOCDDayuFg/Tuu0iZRD27I/AAAAAAAAUiY/o7eeaMsqJ2E/s1600/IMG_9440-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLOCDDayuFg/Tuu0iZRD27I/AAAAAAAAUiY/o7eeaMsqJ2E/s640/IMG_9440-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I realize how&lt;br /&gt;God's Love is poured into our hearts&lt;br /&gt;through this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Through him we have also obtained access by faith&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;|| romans 5:2-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OM_hrBz7Ca4/Tuu1QCgZ37I/AAAAAAAAUiw/m9amVZBy2FE/s1600/IMG_9460-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OM_hrBz7Ca4/Tuu1QCgZ37I/AAAAAAAAUiw/m9amVZBy2FE/s640/IMG_9460-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that is what is on my heart&lt;br /&gt;and in my prayers..&lt;br /&gt;and what God is working on me with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZfWqf6tyZE/Tuu081b7P7I/AAAAAAAAUio/iw-70gZYigQ/s1600/IMG_9457-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZfWqf6tyZE/Tuu081b7P7I/AAAAAAAAUio/iw-70gZYigQ/s640/IMG_9457-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm overwhelmed by such love...&lt;br /&gt;and how He gently and softly whispers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORj8JXYZb6k/Tuu0v8k6ltI/AAAAAAAAUig/uMF9PCzK3DU/s1600/IMG_9446-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORj8JXYZb6k/Tuu0v8k6ltI/AAAAAAAAUig/uMF9PCzK3DU/s640/IMG_9446-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Jess listen up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-9108497388451878932?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/9108497388451878932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=9108497388451878932&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9108497388451878932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/9108497388451878932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-head-hurtsssss.html' title='listen up.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbGdTD--fAc/Tuuw7Hy4qoI/AAAAAAAAUgo/HLeuvKkGgbg/s72-c/IMG_9359-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2866091398026120581</id><published>2011-12-15T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:09:33.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cold december day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P54pxMMCx1M/TurPKavAqvI/AAAAAAAAUfw/2ro5e9Mf_hU/s1600/IMG_9340-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P54pxMMCx1M/TurPKavAqvI/AAAAAAAAUfw/2ro5e9Mf_hU/s640/IMG_9340-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a glimpse of my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vMdq5THnoA/TurPmnINVsI/AAAAAAAAUf4/ynrVCQCiluo/s1600/IMG_9344-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vMdq5THnoA/TurPmnINVsI/AAAAAAAAUf4/ynrVCQCiluo/s640/IMG_9344-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlpDGhbYWy0/TurQCnEKF0I/AAAAAAAAUgA/-LjHVDxl3HI/s1600/IMG_9356-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlpDGhbYWy0/TurQCnEKF0I/AAAAAAAAUgA/-LjHVDxl3HI/s640/IMG_9356-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--e4YcD_hRpc/TurQcftgDcI/AAAAAAAAUgI/RnAIk9iWEMw/s1600/IMG_9453-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--e4YcD_hRpc/TurQcftgDcI/AAAAAAAAUgI/RnAIk9iWEMw/s640/IMG_9453-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFXlr7QOjk/TurQ0dkh9XI/AAAAAAAAUgQ/nQ8DjeZFo8o/s1600/IMG_9563-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFXlr7QOjk/TurQ0dkh9XI/AAAAAAAAUgQ/nQ8DjeZFo8o/s640/IMG_9563-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tq35uDaRZz8/TurRQWV5poI/AAAAAAAAUgY/HEOhWagjMsc/s1600/IMG_9564-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tq35uDaRZz8/TurRQWV5poI/AAAAAAAAUgY/HEOhWagjMsc/s640/IMG_9564-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thank you God for Christmas break&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| what have you all been up to?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; can't wait to share so much more fun and love with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2866091398026120581?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2866091398026120581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2866091398026120581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2866091398026120581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2866091398026120581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/glimpse-of-my-day.html' title='cold december day.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P54pxMMCx1M/TurPKavAqvI/AAAAAAAAUfw/2ro5e9Mf_hU/s72-c/IMG_9340-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-123257547134812721</id><published>2011-12-14T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T15:20:28.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such love God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus answered him, &lt;span class="woj"&gt;"What I am doing you do not understand now, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but afterward you will understand.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;|| John 13:7&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;how beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Such love God.&amp;nbsp; Thank You God for this Love.&amp;nbsp; If I'm not walking or sitting.. If I'm standing, I feel like I'm going to pass out.&amp;nbsp; The waves of pain come with each heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; Each time my heart beats, it rushes through my head and over my face like a wave.&amp;nbsp; I woke up at 2 in the morning last night and my head hurt so much and my heart was SO FULL of peace.&amp;nbsp; I know God is with me. what can be against me.&amp;nbsp; nothing can be against me.&amp;nbsp; nothing can take away God's Love from me.&amp;nbsp; not this pain.&amp;nbsp; nothing in this world can take away God's Love for me.&amp;nbsp; such love God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I realize God never wastes a heart ache.&amp;nbsp; He never wastes pain.&amp;nbsp; He uses pain for reasons greater than what we can understand.&amp;nbsp; Such love God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;God is my victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;and HE is HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;So when I feel like I'm going to throw up, I rock back and forth and my heart is full of peace because I realize that this is enough.&amp;nbsp; There is so much joy now.&amp;nbsp; Even if it hurts to eat, even when breathing hurts... Jesus is so much love.&amp;nbsp; so much peace.&amp;nbsp; so much joy.&amp;nbsp; there is no way I could even begin to create this crazy peace and love that is in my heart.&amp;nbsp; It's all God.&amp;nbsp; there are no words to describe it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;and waking up from resting for two hours and feeling okayyy and just knowing that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;not this pain.&amp;nbsp; nothing nothing nothing nothing.&amp;nbsp; SUCH LOVE GOD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;my heart is full.&amp;nbsp; thank you God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;my God is the God who Provides.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;so I am here with heart abandoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;to the One who gave it ALL for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;that's what is on my heart today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;such love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-123257547134812721?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/123257547134812721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=123257547134812721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/123257547134812721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/123257547134812721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/such-love-god.html' title='such love God.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6605251675213732276</id><published>2011-12-12T14:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:26:47.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>the varnish peels away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="z19Dle zG9tqc" id="col-z12cwh3ybre3znx2g23yzfajepuycjkih04"&gt;&lt;span class="zo"&gt;&lt;span class="HgYomf"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4oLw1rgv48/TuYv7KwcoZI/AAAAAAAAUX0/FNKSLWxodOA/s1600/IMG_9307-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4oLw1rgv48/TuYv7KwcoZI/AAAAAAAAUX0/FNKSLWxodOA/s640/IMG_9307-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;So yesterday,&amp;nbsp; I was driving and then all the sudden, my legs just starting going numb.&amp;nbsp; It's a side effect of meds I'm on for my head... sometimes it's fine and then other times, it can be really scary.&amp;nbsp; They started getting super shaky and I couldn't keep them steady enough to hold down the brake.&amp;nbsp; So I stayed in the slow lane while my sister and I began praying and praying.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy just in those moments of knowing there was nothing in my physical body that could control the shaking or numbness how hard I tried.&amp;nbsp; I was just praying and praying SO DEPENDENT ON GOD because He was only what I could trust and rely on..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;what a beautiful place to be... such love He has.&amp;nbsp; I would stop for a split second and go into park at the light so I could stop without messing up my transmission.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;oh my goodness.&amp;nbsp; it was so scary! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;but God was so much there. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;I just realize in life... those times when we can't control the car because our legs are numb.. we don't know if we should lean down with our hands to brake the car because we don't have any other options... in those moments of being not able, God is able.. and He is enough. He got us there safely.  Got us home safely again.  All that driving later.. helped my legs gain feeling again.. what love He has. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; so much love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;In those moments of how He gently reminds me of how this world is fading away quickly and yet He is in control.&amp;nbsp; He gently loves us.&amp;nbsp; He gently holds us.&amp;nbsp; What love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;God has been teaching me so much this semester about trusting Him during pain.&amp;nbsp; It has been crazy!&amp;nbsp; We had this big performance last Friday and on the drive there, the pain just started racking my body.&amp;nbsp; Even my teeth hurt!&amp;nbsp; [I mean really? hahahaha]&amp;nbsp; So the last few miles before there, I just closed my eyes and I was praying... "God... I just feel so weak.&amp;nbsp; How in the world can I stand for choir when I feel I can barely walk?&amp;nbsp; How can I be strong when there is nothing strong in me?&amp;nbsp; Be my strength Jesus.. because there is nothing strong in me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;There is no strength in me that can carry me&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I rely on You... so just help me.. You are with me God.&amp;nbsp; I know it.. so be with me now... and help me just to trust and be filled with You...."&amp;nbsp; and I just felt the peace of Jesus in me.. and I knew it was going to be okay.&amp;nbsp; I didn't feel okay but GOD WAS SO THERE.&amp;nbsp; My heart was SO full of joy and peace and comfort.. so much comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;I realize in those moments&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;of feeling I have NO control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;when all my safety is stripped away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;God is there greater than before. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;I know I trust God.&amp;nbsp; I love God.&amp;nbsp; I fail God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;but I want to trust God more.&amp;nbsp; I want to love God more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;I want lean on God more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;God is there greater than before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;such love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diCK-AEWzbw/TuZA1Y0Yk7I/AAAAAAAAUZk/f2fFGrh1P48/s1600/IMG_9313-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diCK-AEWzbw/TuZA1Y0Yk7I/AAAAAAAAUZk/f2fFGrh1P48/s640/IMG_9313-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnwX6D2zWyQ/TuZADPgP5GI/AAAAAAAAUZE/2__DnruEBvE/s1600/IMG_9291-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnwX6D2zWyQ/TuZADPgP5GI/AAAAAAAAUZE/2__DnruEBvE/s640/IMG_9291-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00RnHDqFWZ4/TuZARZe60lI/AAAAAAAAUZM/nrLhulyVJTg/s1600/IMG_9300-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00RnHDqFWZ4/TuZARZe60lI/AAAAAAAAUZM/nrLhulyVJTg/s640/IMG_9300-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;Earlier this semester, I was talking to a bunch of some awesome people at the one day a week school that I get to go to for one class real quick [and the rest of my siblings go to full time].&amp;nbsp; I love these kids... their hearts.&amp;nbsp; I have watched them just fall in love with God more in this past semester SO much and it has blessed my heart more than they will ever know.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anywayss... one week, we were talking about being real, being genuine, being authentic.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How somehow there's this hidden thing that seems to yell out "IT'S WRONG TO BE YOU. WHAT YOU LIKE IS WRONG.&amp;nbsp; IT'S WRONG TO BE YOU.&amp;nbsp; JUST ACT LIKE YOU ARE PERFECT"&amp;nbsp; and we were talking about how that's starts to kill inside.&amp;nbsp; Just pretend nothing is wrong.&amp;nbsp; Just act like nothing ever happens at home.&amp;nbsp; Just pretend your family is perfect.&amp;nbsp; And yep - your life will be good. ;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;guys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;it's a lie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;and you know it.&amp;nbsp; we know it.&amp;nbsp; we all know it.&amp;nbsp; We were talking about how hard it is to live like that.&amp;nbsp; There is no joy in a life lived like that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we get in a group of people and we start thinking, I wonder what they think of me, I should stop talking, I should back up now, I am talking too much, I wonder what they think, I wonder if they like me, I shouldn't have said I watched Twilight, I should just shut up now.&amp;nbsp; Man their lives seem perfect.&amp;nbsp; If they only knew half of what happened at my house.&amp;nbsp; I only wish I was popular.&amp;nbsp; but I can't ever say that.&amp;nbsp; oasdpoaljsdkndgjasd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;okay so half way through this conversation, we all started laughing.&amp;nbsp; We all looked at each other and realized what we were saying and we started laughing.&amp;nbsp; I mean it sounds so stupid but the thing is it's real.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;Because when we try and have it all together, try and be perfect, put on the face, try and be holy, it starts putting on this varnish.&amp;nbsp; We can get real good at putting on the varnish... the more varnish.. the more varnish.. the more varnish... It looks good, but we feel awful.&amp;nbsp; God has been teaching me that in those moments of realizing we have no control, that varnish peels away.&amp;nbsp; It peels away to reveal that we are real.&amp;nbsp; We are authentic.&amp;nbsp; We are genuine.&amp;nbsp; In that, there is so much joy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The varnish does nothing but paint on fake.&amp;nbsp; I need more moments like yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;God is greater here than before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;such joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqhE8BbNjYM/TuYe2NuLmUI/AAAAAAAAUXc/tZJNPzehixo/s1600/IMG_9334-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqhE8BbNjYM/TuYe2NuLmUI/AAAAAAAAUXc/tZJNPzehixo/s640/IMG_9334-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-crn5h6ITSdA/TuZv-uDxoJI/AAAAAAAAUfA/Fc5P74iUNNM/s1600/IMG_9271-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-crn5h6ITSdA/TuZv-uDxoJI/AAAAAAAAUfA/Fc5P74iUNNM/s640/IMG_9271-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;thank you God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="z19Dle zG9tqc" id="col-z12cwh3ybre3znx2g23yzfajepuycjkih04"&gt;&lt;span class="zo"&gt;&lt;span class="HgYomf"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="z19Dle zG9tqc" id="col-z12cwh3ybre3znx2g23yzfajepuycjkih04"&gt;&lt;span class="zo"&gt;&lt;span class="HgYomf"&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4990520492358285870-6605251675213732276?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6605251675213732276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6605251675213732276&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6605251675213732276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6605251675213732276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/varnish-peels-away.html' title='the varnish peels away.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4oLw1rgv48/TuYv7KwcoZI/AAAAAAAAUX0/FNKSLWxodOA/s72-c/IMG_9307-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-840068989084559304</id><published>2011-12-11T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:04:31.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such love.</title><content type='html'>a preview of the last couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to share them with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cup overflows.&lt;br /&gt;such love God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejjvynVdjUk/TuO11DpXDyI/AAAAAAAAURs/pBn1UKm_aVE/s640/IMG_8696-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufz5JyjK6J0/TuO1_IhJSPI/AAAAAAAAUR0/MNexMCo2JO8/s1600/IMG_8701%253D2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufz5JyjK6J0/TuO1_IhJSPI/AAAAAAAAUR0/MNexMCo2JO8/s640/IMG_8701%253D2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-840068989084559304?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/840068989084559304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=840068989084559304&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/840068989084559304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/840068989084559304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/such-love.html' title='such love.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5M88vYBYWTY/Tt7KwqwMrBI/AAAAAAAAUQM/mAcKQKdd1tk/s72-c/IMG_8439-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-5301542879485867704</id><published>2011-12-08T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:01:28.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idon'tfeelgood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just tried to leave a voicemail for my violin teacher and I could barely talk. hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first day on these new meds is not off to a good start and I feel so terrible.. my body is hurting.. so much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there's nothing strong in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;except God.&lt;br /&gt;He are peace.&lt;br /&gt;calm my heart Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whatever you're going through today, I'm praying for you guys... God takes us down beautiful roads of suffering for great purposes.&amp;nbsp; The riches of His Love are ever found there.&amp;nbsp; Praying for strength for each of you..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="580" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JRBQtIEEkrU?rel=0" width="753"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-5301542879485867704?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/5301542879485867704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=5301542879485867704&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5301542879485867704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5301542879485867704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/idontfeelgood.html' title='idon&apos;tfeelgood.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JRBQtIEEkrU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-8259846974975342104</id><published>2011-12-06T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:00:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is rest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;school. finals. schedule. busyness.&amp;nbsp; busyness.&amp;nbsp; intense preparation for national roundup. people text me and want to hang out... and I feel so bad because I can't usually do things last minute.&amp;nbsp; preparing for a big violin audition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;asdkajsdasdasdlasdg.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and this is what Jesus has been showing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that there is&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is peace in Jesus.&amp;nbsp; there is safety in His Arms when my head pain gets severe every day.&amp;nbsp; He's fighting for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He crashes over me with a wave of Love and Mercy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In that, there is joy. So much joy.&amp;nbsp; so much joy.&amp;nbsp; so much joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I took 20 minutes instead of studying for finals -&lt;br /&gt;went outside when my head was really bad&lt;br /&gt;ran around and jumped in the air,&lt;br /&gt;laughed with my brother (who know fits in my first big kid pair of overalls),&lt;br /&gt;watched this year's spring calves munch on hay,&lt;br /&gt;and just took a moment&lt;br /&gt;to cherish joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIOOkdfP1G4/Tt6eJuefm9I/AAAAAAAAUQA/F_adgdi0fFw/s1600/IMG_8393-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIOOkdfP1G4/Tt6eJuefm9I/AAAAAAAAUQA/F_adgdi0fFw/s640/IMG_8393-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaMqwcJclPU/Tt6c5CgNDVI/AAAAAAAAUPw/sGOHxXUvFnU/s1600/IMG_8345-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaMqwcJclPU/Tt6c5CgNDVI/AAAAAAAAUPw/sGOHxXUvFnU/s640/IMG_8345-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STAClvrbc5M/Tt6dG94JjeI/AAAAAAAAUP4/ykwmvN6MKOM/s1600/IMG_8395-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STAClvrbc5M/Tt6dG94JjeI/AAAAAAAAUP4/ykwmvN6MKOM/s640/IMG_8395-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaarWB90HlM/TtmVTnaQB8I/AAAAAAAAUMc/BakFrgYSebk/s1600/140456082098177381_CBk2WJoC_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaarWB90HlM/TtmVTnaQB8I/AAAAAAAAUMc/BakFrgYSebk/s640/140456082098177381_CBk2WJoC_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyJPIoIQ62o/TtmVNHw78iI/AAAAAAAAUKk/IyFL_H18C20/s1600/136726538656714342_JdfLLMs0_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyJPIoIQ62o/TtmVNHw78iI/AAAAAAAAUKk/IyFL_H18C20/s640/136726538656714342_JdfLLMs0_c.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv8DjTSUAUw/TtmVWSqaYZI/AAAAAAAAUNE/uVHb6Rg3byo/s1600/tumblr_lve2cpWeCH1qmhx5n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv8DjTSUAUw/TtmVWSqaYZI/AAAAAAAAUNE/uVHb6Rg3byo/s640/tumblr_lve2cpWeCH1qmhx5n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nivLdp4LTbw/TtmVXOfdd8I/AAAAAAAAUNU/fK0Cm9Q9mls/s1600/tumblr_lvhyjhFpW01r31fqlo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nivLdp4LTbw/TtmVXOfdd8I/AAAAAAAAUNU/fK0Cm9Q9mls/s640/tumblr_lvhyjhFpW01r31fqlo1_500.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"He remembered us in our weakness. His faithful love endures forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;-Psalm 136:23 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;that's what I'm learning.thank you God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-8259846974975342104?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/8259846974975342104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=8259846974975342104&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8259846974975342104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8259846974975342104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/there-is-rest.html' title='there is rest.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIOOkdfP1G4/Tt6eJuefm9I/AAAAAAAAUQA/F_adgdi0fFw/s72-c/IMG_8393-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3114307306623686777</id><published>2011-12-04T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:09:41.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>joyful patient faithful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. &lt;br /&gt; || romans 12:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NmHJ76RNf4M/TtxR5wcnJtI/AAAAAAAAUOc/wxbETR_Qf2Q/s1600/tumblr_lidr0aeJ7v1qg4xgso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NmHJ76RNf4M/TtxR5wcnJtI/AAAAAAAAUOc/wxbETR_Qf2Q/s640/tumblr_lidr0aeJ7v1qg4xgso1_500.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U71EZ1DShGg/TtxR6rNPwgI/AAAAAAAAUOk/SlqgU4D91KU/s1600/tumblr_lv3butjndZ1qg4xgs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U71EZ1DShGg/TtxR6rNPwgI/AAAAAAAAUOk/SlqgU4D91KU/s640/tumblr_lv3butjndZ1qg4xgs.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyTNXDtXynE/TtxPt44xqmI/AAAAAAAAUN0/6kyAhklecG8/s640/tumblr_lmdnojfIsn1qkyc37o1_400.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;make me like You God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;consume me from the inside out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3114307306623686777?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3114307306623686777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3114307306623686777&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3114307306623686777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3114307306623686777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/joyful-patient-faithful.html' title='joyful patient faithful.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NmHJ76RNf4M/TtxR5wcnJtI/AAAAAAAAUOc/wxbETR_Qf2Q/s72-c/tumblr_lidr0aeJ7v1qg4xgso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2393986013686742762</id><published>2011-12-02T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T21:14:01.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mold my heart to be a servant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHy7lF--qKI/TtmVSVllPTI/AAAAAAAAUME/s-7AJfh7D7A/s1600/136726538656803637_ZjoktuF6_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHy7lF--qKI/TtmVSVllPTI/AAAAAAAAUME/s-7AJfh7D7A/s640/136726538656803637_ZjoktuF6_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how when life is going great, we kind of get side-tracked and forget.&amp;nbsp; We forget just how faithful God is... how deep is His Love... how great is His Peace. &amp;nbsp; Maybe it's just me... :)&amp;nbsp; I'm a tough ranch kid who hunts, rode rodeo horses, turn calf tables during branding yet I am so weak.&amp;nbsp; The other day, my sister had to put her arm around me just so I could stand and sing at church. I'm just not strong enough. &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;but with my whole heart, I know God's holding onto me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm nothing without His Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q7cUXIcTbw/TtmVWwoSUpI/AAAAAAAAUNM/6AHAYSQc2h4/s1600/tumblr_lvfohumleK1qhmhdfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q7cUXIcTbw/TtmVWwoSUpI/AAAAAAAAUNM/6AHAYSQc2h4/s640/tumblr_lvfohumleK1qhmhdfo1_500.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha I felt like a baby today.&amp;nbsp; I was at the doctor's today seeing another specialist (I lost track but specialist #6 or 7).&amp;nbsp; After he looked through the 13ish page report he had us fill out with every question you could imagine, he asked a bunch of other questions and mom did the answering.&amp;nbsp; My head was so bad it was really hard to talk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He then asked me if I wanted to add anything and I tried to just say, "I don't think so.. except this has just affected every...."&amp;nbsp; and tears just started sliding down my face.&amp;nbsp; hahaha.&amp;nbsp; I apologized but he totally understood.&amp;nbsp; He's used to seeing pain patients.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realized how this affected things that I really want to do, like listen to a sermon and be able to really really understand and read my Bible more and more... but it was a freeing feeling because I realized that this is weakness.. and God is greater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the people that think I am strong can see that I'm not. &amp;lt;33 In that, my soul sings praise.&amp;nbsp; Jesus just GLORIFY yourself through me in this!&amp;nbsp; so that the world may see this is NOT MY STRENGTH, it's YOURS.&amp;nbsp; It's all You.&amp;nbsp; You are my strength.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just that thought set my heart to singing.&amp;nbsp; Because I realize just HOW MUCH joy there is in this.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is fullness.&amp;nbsp; He is joy and more joy.&amp;nbsp; When we were going around the table at Thanksgiving, it got to me [and of course someone always starts crying haha and of course it was me. haha] and I just said, "God just really used a lot of broken dreams this year.. and I have never been this happy or content as I am now..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm convicted as I've been reading through John and Romans.&amp;nbsp; I've been just seeking God but I need more and more of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Because I don't want to be someone who just has joy in trial, I want to be on fire for Jesus in trial.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be the same old Joe just lived and died in the same place.&amp;nbsp; I want to be living SO much for Jesus so it makes a difference.&amp;nbsp; I don't want people to remember me... I want them to remember God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God is greater in me than what my physical body is!&amp;nbsp; I want to be full of prayer... always always talking to God.&amp;nbsp; In this head pain, I find myself talking to God so much and then when I have a break from the pain, I realize how those beautiful times of prayer aren't as regular.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes God doesn't calm the storm... instead He calms His Child.&amp;nbsp; He won't leave you.&amp;nbsp; He will catch you and carry you.&amp;nbsp; That thought just humbles me so much!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just see SO much lately that in this, my cup overflows.&amp;nbsp; Jesus' grace is an overflowing ocean into my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In weakness, I see the beauty of being the servant.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the least of these... when people look at me and think I'm crazy because you can't see this pain from the outside and some people think I make it up.&amp;nbsp; That's okay... because JESUS KNOWS.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the feeling faint and sick to my stomach and my head just hurting and hurting, God is greater and greater and greater the worse it gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just seeking God and seeking God.&amp;nbsp; I want to just be overflowing with this crazy love He has poured out on us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is so much joy in this!!&amp;nbsp; There is so much peace and overwhelming comfort!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I'm just praying and reading and writing and learning more about God... and this is what I see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp; I need God.&amp;nbsp; I need Him every moment of every day.&amp;nbsp; I'm completely dependent on Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I need to be always thinking of others...&amp;nbsp; because this love and peace that God has given my heart is just flowing out... and I need to share it with people.&amp;nbsp; It's not about me.. all about God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I want to pray more... pray all the time.&amp;nbsp; completely.&amp;nbsp; just trust on God every minute of every day. He is so faithful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I don't want to be a Christian in name... I want God just to flow out of everything I do.&amp;nbsp; I want to be always full of worship.&amp;nbsp; so in love with God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I want to make a difference.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to live this life God gave me in vain.&amp;nbsp; even if this pain lasts forever... that can be a greater area in which God can be glorified in things I cannot see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I'm starting to see it now... how God had a beautiful reason and so many more other reasons in letting this happen to me.&amp;nbsp; I don't always under His Wisdom but I trust His Plan.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- In suffering, strength arises.&amp;nbsp; It develops a heart dependent on God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and most of all - my heart is abundantly grateful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want my life to shine louder than this little blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItodwvH8HsY/TtmVOfKeFwI/AAAAAAAAUK8/yuKPPRkLP5Y/s1600/136726538656714385_hIAYqETg_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItodwvH8HsY/TtmVOfKeFwI/AAAAAAAAUK8/yuKPPRkLP5Y/s640/136726538656714385_hIAYqETg_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; - please just shine areas in my life that need You.. crash into my heart.&amp;nbsp; Awaken my heart.&amp;nbsp; Make me the least of these.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please just draw me closer and deeper and more in Love with You.&amp;nbsp; Change me.&amp;nbsp; Take away idols and overflow my every part with You.&amp;nbsp; Give me a courageous heart.&amp;nbsp; Thank you that no matter how many times I fall short, You are ALWAYS greater in me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lead my steps to everlasting.&amp;nbsp; Without You, I cannot do anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just need You. My heart seeks You Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and mold my heart to be a servant's. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2393986013686742762?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2393986013686742762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2393986013686742762&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2393986013686742762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2393986013686742762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/mold-my-heart-to-be-servant.html' title='mold my heart to be a servant.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHy7lF--qKI/TtmVSVllPTI/AAAAAAAAUME/s-7AJfh7D7A/s72-c/136726538656803637_ZjoktuF6_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3597092721426180840</id><published>2011-12-01T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:39:18.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arms are for hugging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is ice in Colorado in June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year at youth camp, our group went on a hike in the beautiful Rocky Mountains.&amp;nbsp; However, most of us were in shorts... and it was ice-packed.&amp;nbsp; Slipping and sliding everywhere.&amp;nbsp; It was all fun and games until one of our girls fell up to her waist in snow.&amp;nbsp; We couldn't get her out and all of us were digging and digging.&amp;nbsp; [and they made fun of me for bringing body and hand warmers in my backpack. hahaha.&amp;nbsp; IT WORKED.]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got Hannah out, it kind of sobered us all up that we needed to be a team.&amp;nbsp; All of us were just trying to do it on our own and we were failing.&amp;nbsp; We weren't helping each other.&amp;nbsp; We weren't being a team.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, we started a chain.&amp;nbsp; Everyone grabbed the hand of the person in front of them and the person behind them.&amp;nbsp; We walked across the ice using each other for balance.&amp;nbsp; People would start to fall and we would lean forward pulling them back up.&amp;nbsp; It took a while.. we still had some people go down.. and take three people with them.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; But, we learned that together - we were stronger.&amp;nbsp; We weren't so prone to falling on our face.&amp;nbsp; In the steep places, we would go in small chains.&amp;nbsp; When we got to the bottom, we realized that as a team - we made it faster, more efficiently and most of all - it bonded us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's like life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is what we started talking about... never thought about it before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But if all of us just try to go alone?? we slip and fall.&amp;nbsp; We fall on our face and up to our waists.&amp;nbsp; We can't get out alone.&amp;nbsp; But as a team, we keep each other accountable, help each other up, and care about others more than ourselves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a hugger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyone who knows me knows that.&amp;nbsp; Guess I have a hard time with words but the way I show my love for people is with my arms.&amp;nbsp; I saw a sticker on one of the nurses lockers today at the hospital that said "arms are for hugging"... totally made me smile!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So much of the time I don't have the words to say... but I hug.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like two of my guy friends, just like brothers to me, who the other week, saw me come out of class because my head was hurting so bad and came and asked me how I was.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I said I was bad.. and they said "well let's pray.. right now"&amp;nbsp; and they just right there started praying for me.&amp;nbsp; Oh my goodness it totally just touched my heart so much.&amp;nbsp; They're really really tall and so I wouldn't have to stand on my tip toes, they bent down and hugged me.&amp;nbsp; They are the sweetest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I got to school a couple weeks ago and my Spanish partner came into class almost crying.&amp;nbsp; I asked her what we was wrong and she told me one of her friends had just passed away.&amp;nbsp; I just tackled her in this hug.&amp;nbsp; We didn't say anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realized whenever you see brokenness and hurt - people don't know what to do and they hug.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started thinking about that and it's kinda funny.&amp;nbsp; I mean when you think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we were standing in the line at a coffee shop at youth camp, three of guy friends from youth group who are two years younger me but bigger than me just hugged me all at once and I felt like a mouse hahaha "GUYYSS I'm in here!!" I love them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids in FFA that I love to death and Pipi who picks me up and swings me around in circles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Group hugs... where everyone's arms are around everyone in a circle.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we pray like that.&amp;nbsp; When we were preparing for our Honduras trip, we made a big circle and prayed in a chain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realize just how much I love that.&amp;nbsp; The laughter and hugs everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes people just needed to be reminded that they're loved...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and there's no better way to do that than with your arms.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The most beautiful thing lately that I've been learning is that we don't walk alone.&amp;nbsp; We need each other.&amp;nbsp; The ride has greater blessings and joy and so much laughter when you're walking with the people beside you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so grab the hand of the person behind you and in front of you... hug someone today... and be reminded that you're loved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and by others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;333 love ya'll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3597092721426180840?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3597092721426180840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3597092721426180840&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3597092721426180840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3597092721426180840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/12/arms-are-for-hugging.html' title='arms are for hugging.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3160285683068549310</id><published>2011-11-30T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:48:36.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna know You God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was driving earlier on my way back and forth from school.. when I was in class.. and just praying.  Seriously - I want to pray more.  I need it.&amp;nbsp;  It always &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;ALWAYS just fills my heart to talk to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because being with God is where we belong and sometimes, just being in His Presence is all I desire.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In that quiet place of knowing God is in control and beautiful and refining us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so in the crazy thinking of randomness, I see how much most of all, I desire a servant's heart.&amp;nbsp; A heart that is humble and always just full of God... oh, I fail all the time and I realize that tons and tons every day haha.&amp;nbsp; But, the more and more and more I just spend time in the Word and with God, I realize how much He is hope and love and faithful when we are so unfaithful.&amp;nbsp; That beautiful redemption that we don't deserve pushes us to want and love and serve Him more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want a heart that just overflows God...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and in that, it breaks my heart to move my hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many people that need Jesus... so many people that I know... that I love. &lt;br /&gt;the kids that God has opened doors to talk to about God recently.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so instead of rambling more...&lt;br /&gt;this song came on my iPod the other day...&lt;br /&gt;and I thought&lt;br /&gt;"YES God!&amp;nbsp; this is it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;make me a lighthouse&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;filled filled filled filled and overflowing with You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;draw me closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Mold my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I can't get over Your Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;You are my forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="580" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h5KOLwBt-10?rel=0" width="740"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I heard a story of a pastor far away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who watched his church walls fall with the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With tears in his eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here is what he had say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Let's reach the ones that will rebuild this place"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To live, to love&lt;br /&gt;With everything I am&lt;br /&gt;To give it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To become&lt;br /&gt;A man after Your heart&lt;br /&gt;And not look back&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like David did&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He lived a life this world cannot forget&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He'd fall so hard then get back up again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then face the giant knowing he would win&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because You were with him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To live, to love&lt;br /&gt;With everything I am&lt;br /&gt;To give it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To become&lt;br /&gt;A man after Your heart&lt;br /&gt;And not look back&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With every breath I breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna help others see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I will never stop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Til everybody's singing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna help others see&lt;br /&gt;And I will never stop&lt;br /&gt;'Til everybody's singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To live, to love&lt;br /&gt;With everything I am&lt;br /&gt;To give it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To become&lt;br /&gt;A man after Your heart&lt;br /&gt;And not look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;To live, to love&lt;br /&gt;With everything I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;Lord, to become&lt;br /&gt;A man after Your heart&lt;br /&gt;And not look back&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know You like that&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3160285683068549310?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3160285683068549310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3160285683068549310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3160285683068549310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3160285683068549310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wanna-know-you-god.html' title='i wanna know You God.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/h5KOLwBt-10/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-488112803644849835</id><published>2011-11-30T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:20:33.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more than a sparrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8x97-g4s2Kg/TtZRE9ijFzI/AAAAAAAAUJw/RDAETUmyjS8/s640/IMG_7557-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23449"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; So don’t be afraid; you are &lt;b&gt;worth more &lt;/b&gt;than many sparrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;- Matthew 10:29-31 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="740" height="580" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OMSkKGZ9r14?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;how beautiful is that...&amp;nbsp; totally just came into my mind tonight while I was listening to this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;God&amp;nbsp; - You're awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-488112803644849835?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/488112803644849835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=488112803644849835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/488112803644849835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/488112803644849835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-than-sparrow.html' title='more than a sparrow.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8x97-g4s2Kg/TtZRE9ijFzI/AAAAAAAAUJw/RDAETUmyjS8/s72-c/IMG_7557-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-8679414511537912045</id><published>2011-11-29T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:55:52.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing else I need.</title><content type='html'>When I think of all I've seen &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;nothing &lt;br /&gt;Compares to what You&lt;/b&gt; give &lt;br /&gt;And to drink of what you bring you quench &lt;br /&gt;The thirst for me to live &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I am satisfied by what tenderness You've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Shown to me and I empty all that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You fill my life You're everything to me &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;br /&gt;And I know You are everything to me and &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted and I know this fire birthed &lt;br /&gt;Inside will only grow and I've sought all that &lt;br /&gt;This world tried to offer me and it lead me &lt;br /&gt;To Your feet and I empty all that I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You fill my life you're everything to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know You are everything to me and &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lay down all my needs and You will &lt;br /&gt;Come and make them new &lt;br /&gt;To make You my only desire my desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;And You fill my life You're everything to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You fill my life You're everything to me &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;br /&gt;And I know you are everything to me and &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need anymore &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| jeremy camp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-8679414511537912045?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/8679414511537912045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=8679414511537912045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8679414511537912045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8679414511537912045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/nothing-else-i-need.html' title='nothing else I need.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-426922280271926568</id><published>2011-11-28T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:31:23.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>these promises we hold tight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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This pain is wearing my body down.&amp;nbsp; I've been having nerve pain for over two years now, but this pain in my head is worse than any of that.&amp;nbsp; I started doing so much better, my arm is tons and tons butter, but I've been sliding backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having tons of nausea and I just feel light-headed and faint. &amp;nbsp; I feel like my steps are shaking and I'm having all these weird side pains and pain in my left foot.&amp;nbsp; All these new symptoms and my strength is failing.&amp;nbsp; People tell me "you're so strong to go through this... I couldn't do it"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and thing is - I'm not strong.&amp;nbsp; I was trying so hard not to cry during church today.&amp;nbsp; I was sitting down when everyone else was standing because I was so light-headed and I couldn't even sing a line because it hurt to take a breath..&amp;nbsp; and I was trying so hard not to cry.&amp;nbsp; I was just hurting and hurting and I felt so weak.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to follow&lt;br /&gt;Everything i believe in&lt;br /&gt;Now i surrender&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savior he can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;Forever author of salvation&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(mighty to save - hillsong united) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then I realized..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that where I was at... was a beautiful place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because I'm not weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm dependent on Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm fully and completely dependent on Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm dependent on Jesus when I walk.&amp;nbsp; I'm dependent on Jesus when I feel so sick to my stomach.&amp;nbsp; I'm dependent on Jesus when the pain in my head is ice cold and sharp.&amp;nbsp; I'm dependent on Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I've been praying so much that Jesus would just FILL me with Him.&amp;nbsp; That He would break my heart so that it moves my hands and feet...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aaannd I see it now.&amp;nbsp; that God is answering that prayer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;not in the way that I would have thought... I mean all this crazy pain and feeling sick and we don't know what's wrong.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; because GOD KNOWS!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is beautiful that I am weak!&amp;nbsp; because when I am weak, every single moment - I realize how much I need Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I can't do it without God.&amp;nbsp; I know I am weak... but I know that strength is from Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and in that beautiful place of hurting... there is rest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So all the kids that are weak in their faith or that don't even know God that are praying for me and asking me why God isn't answering... I see how God is up to something bigger.&amp;nbsp; He is my strength.. and I am weak.. and that strength in me is JESUS.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I don't need to handle it by myself or try and be strong.. instead I can be weak.. because God is strength.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is sometimes hard to think and I feel like I'm out of it... but I know with God all things are possible.&amp;nbsp; He is faithful.&amp;nbsp; so so so so faithful.&amp;nbsp; It burns so brightly..&amp;nbsp; I see it so much.&amp;nbsp; This pain may be getting worse.. but Jesus is my forever.&amp;nbsp; and He is answering our prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so all these times when I just feel fragile and even when the medical person that I've been seeing for the past three weeks doesn't know how to help me and is sending me to someone else...&amp;nbsp; Jesus is so much greater.&amp;nbsp; He is strength and peace and love and faithfulness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who is like the Lord?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there is none like Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no one satisfies like He does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm overwhelmed by this incredible peace and love that doesn't make sense... how this pain can be so crazy and this blessed assurance has my soul.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and my heart is at a beautiful place..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because I realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's okay to be weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is strong enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because with JESUS, nothing is too hard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so Jesus, please give me the strength to SHINE You this week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's not about me... it's all about You.&amp;nbsp; Please just fill me with YOU.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bring YOUR LOVE to life instead of me.&amp;nbsp; For the ones that don't know You love them.. send me to them. &amp;nbsp; help me to ENCOURAGE others this week and love on people.&amp;nbsp; give me strength for these big tests this week and for all studying for finals in a week... I trust You Jesus and I wait on YOU.&amp;nbsp; my cup overflows in You.&amp;nbsp; break my heart for what breaks Yours.&amp;nbsp; Grow me in this trial and as You take my hand, guide me into righteousness.&amp;nbsp; You make me whole.&amp;nbsp; You say I am blessed because of this.. thank you Lord... &amp;lt;33333&amp;nbsp; my cup overflows.&amp;nbsp; You are enough.&amp;nbsp; You are my strength.&amp;nbsp; Overflow my heart.&amp;nbsp; I rest in You.&amp;nbsp; My heart surrendered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus &amp;lt;3333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for you all this week... may God's just mighty wave of mercy and love crash over your life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4990520492358285870-6532719884632325269?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6532719884632325269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6532719884632325269&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6532719884632325269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6532719884632325269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/strongg.html' title='strongg.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6496776029845860305</id><published>2011-11-26T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:29:03.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they will walk and not be faint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18422"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Isaiah 40 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18422"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Comfort, comfort my people, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;says your God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18423"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and proclaim to her &lt;br /&gt;that her hard service has been completed, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;that her sin has been paid for, &lt;br /&gt;that she has received from the LORD’s hand &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;double for all her sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18424"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; A voice of one calling: &lt;br /&gt;“In the wilderness prepare &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the way for the LORD; &lt;br /&gt;make straight in the desert &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a highway for our God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18425"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Every valley shall be raised up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;every mountain and hill made low; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;the rough ground shall become level, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the rugged places a plain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18426"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and all people will see it together. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18427"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; A voice says, “Cry out.” &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I said, “What shall I cry?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“All people are like grass, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18428"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; The grass withers and the flowers fall, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;because the breath of the LORD blows on them. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Surely the people are grass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18429"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;The grass withers and the flowers fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but the word of our God endures forever.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18430"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; You who bring good news to Zion, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;go up on a high mountain. &lt;br /&gt;You who bring good news to Jerusalem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lift up your voice with a shout, &lt;br /&gt;lift it up, do not be afraid; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;say to the towns of Judah, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Here is your God!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18431"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and he rules with a mighty arm. &lt;br /&gt;See, his reward is with him, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and his recompense accompanies him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18432"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;He tends his flock like a shepherd: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He gathers the lambs in his arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and carries them close to his heart; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he gently leads those that have young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18433"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens? &lt;br /&gt;Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or weighed the mountains on the scales &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and the hills in a balance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18434"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Who can fathom the Spirit of the LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or instruct the LORD as his counselor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18435"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; Whom did the LORD consult to enlighten him, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and who taught him the right way? &lt;br /&gt;Who was it that taught him knowledge, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or showed him the path of understanding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18436"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they are regarded as dust on the scales; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18437"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; Lebanon is not sufficient for altar fires, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nor its animals enough for burnt offerings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18438"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; Before him all the nations are as nothing; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they are regarded by him as worthless &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and less than nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18439"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;With whom, then, will you compare God? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To what image will you liken him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18440"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; As for an idol, a metalworker casts it, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and a goldsmith overlays it with gold &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and fashions silver chains for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18441"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; A person too poor to present such an offering &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;selects wood that will not rot; &lt;br /&gt;they look for a skilled worker &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to set up an idol that will not topple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18442"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; Do you not know? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have you not heard? &lt;br /&gt;Has it not been told you from the beginning? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have you not understood since the earth was founded? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18443"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and its people are like grasshoppers. &lt;br /&gt;He stretches out the heavens like a canopy, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and spreads them out like a tent to live in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18444"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; He brings princes to naught &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18445"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; No sooner are they planted, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;no sooner are they sown, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;no sooner do they take root in the ground, &lt;br /&gt;than he blows on them and they wither, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18446"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; “To whom will you compare me? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18447"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Who created all these? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;He who brings out the starry host one by one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and calls forth each of them by name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Because of his great power and mighty strength, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;not one of them is missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18448"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; Why do you complain, Jacob? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why do you say, Israel, &lt;br /&gt;“My way is hidden from the LORD; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;my cause is disregarded by my God”? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18449"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Do you not know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have you not heard? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;The LORD is the everlasting God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the Creator of the ends of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;He will not grow tired or weary, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and his understanding no one can fathom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18450"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;b&gt; He gives strength to the weary &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and increases the power of the weak. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18451"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; Even youths grow tired and weary, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and young men stumble and fall; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18452"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; but those who hope in the LORD &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;will renew their strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will soar on wings like eagles; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they will run and not grow weary, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;they will walk and not be faint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;lt;3333333333333 &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/4990520492358285870-6496776029845860305?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6496776029845860305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6496776029845860305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6496776029845860305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6496776029845860305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/they-will-walk-and-not-be-faint.html' title='they will walk and not be faint.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-8561335429513051043</id><published>2011-11-25T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:30:21.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UES9kM2zt98/TtA-w8JZqoI/AAAAAAAAUFk/LQCs9q522Ho/s640/IMG_8289-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukuE3TE6fS0/TtA-j6mjrvI/AAAAAAAAUFc/zErrKdiDsU8/s1600/IMG_8282-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukuE3TE6fS0/TtA-j6mjrvI/AAAAAAAAUFc/zErrKdiDsU8/s640/IMG_8282-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;God cannot give us a happiness and peace apart from Himself, because it is not there. There is no such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;-- C.S. Lewis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-8561335429513051043?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/8561335429513051043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=8561335429513051043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8561335429513051043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/8561335429513051043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/joy.html' title='joy.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtln9442roU/Tsxj5VZuQ-I/AAAAAAAAUEE/jlSal0uQvQE/s72-c/IMG_8046-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3739411800636969751</id><published>2011-11-23T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:32:26.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cup overflows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He leads me beside still waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and through me the valley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so I am not afraid.&amp;nbsp; He promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that His Love is near. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow is Thanksgiving... that day of the year set just to be thankful.&amp;nbsp; The grocery store was packed last night of people buying turkeys, green beans, stuffing, potatoes, breads, pies... they were so busy the meat department guy came running out with another turkey in his arms for a waiting customer.&amp;nbsp; The atmosphere was cheery and full of life.&amp;nbsp; I love people watching. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But more than all of that, it's looking back at what God has done through the past year.&amp;nbsp; We always go around the table every year and everyone tells something that they're thankful.&amp;nbsp; No matter what, someone always starts crying.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year, I'm especially grateful.&amp;nbsp; I guess the older you get, you realize how truly special and precious life is.&amp;nbsp; In the past twelve months, pain has racked my body.&amp;nbsp; So many specialists and appointments and treatments.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I had another visit with the specialist I've been seeing for three weeks and if things don't improve by Monday,&amp;nbsp; he is going to send me on to another person.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't know and understand why I keep getting worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, this year - I am more thankful than ever because I realize just how grace is falling like rain and peace is sweeping all around me like a wind.&amp;nbsp; My heart is so content.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is nearer than I can explain.&amp;nbsp; I begin to see how the things that are hardest in our lives are the best things that could ever happen to us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love God so much.&amp;nbsp; He knows all my ways.&amp;nbsp; The times I fail, when I hurt... He knows it all together.&amp;nbsp; Wherever I am, He is there.&amp;nbsp; I can never run too far.&amp;nbsp; How beautiful is that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The people that went on to be with Jesus this year, the tears of missing those who are no longer with us... Jesus is a comfort.&amp;nbsp; He is with those who love Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finances, other health things in our family, selling my favorite horse, putting away the violin, all these things - I saw God provide.&amp;nbsp; He knew it all together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For my family whom I love so much.&amp;nbsp; I have watched God knit our hearts closer together this year more than ever before.&amp;nbsp; Finding notes on my pillow from my siblings after treatments, the brothers that tackled me when I came in the door from school, walks with my sister, runs with my littlest brother.. daddy's leading our family and his laughter, mommy's strength and the times she so often said when we went from specialist to specialist - "God will provide.&amp;nbsp; It's okay.&amp;nbsp; He will take care of us" .. for a warm home filled with smells of homemade cooking and ranch work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For my church family... whom I love.&amp;nbsp; My leadership team and my Honduras team that have stretched and grown me.&amp;nbsp; My youth group, my adopted brothers and sisters, the laughter.. oh the laughter that have had us crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the so many things I have learned like how we are never alone because&amp;nbsp; He is with us always.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the answered prayers.. when God said, "not right now" and when He said "yes".&amp;nbsp; The nights of nerve pain that woke me up at 2 in the morning, the countless times spent in the Word that He used to encourage my soul..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For prayer.. for driving to school and praying to Jesus like I would a best friend.&amp;nbsp; How Precious are these times to me.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is what I need and as my heart seeks Him, I see this more and more.&amp;nbsp; He is my strength when my strength fades away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For baby cow kisses and Carhartt overalls..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hot cider and hugs..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.... and how God has fueled my faith through circumstances that are hard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He knows it all together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my cup overflows with blessings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have so much to be thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are sufficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My joy is full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3739411800636969751?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3739411800636969751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3739411800636969751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3739411800636969751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3739411800636969751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-cup-overflows.html' title='my cup overflows.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2945082975386586671</id><published>2011-11-22T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:26:45.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wait on You Jesus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my head hurts a lot.&amp;nbsp; It gets to this certain level and then it just goes straight down hill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't think straight and reality kicks in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But once again, Jesus takes my hand and leads me to safe shelter.&amp;nbsp; He comforts my heart.&amp;nbsp; He is stronger than anything this world can explain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is my Hope and strong tower.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He never grows tired or weak.&amp;nbsp; He always hears my cry.&amp;nbsp; The times when my pain is the worst, it helps my heart the most to just thank God... for who He is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and so right now,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my heart is whispering with joy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for Your Love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for being everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when I feel I am nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for grace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for calming my fears..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;your mercy is great.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for choosing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;even though I am unworthy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are Holy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for strength..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;knowing me better than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are every breath that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for giving me life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for being all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;powerful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and noble.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for hiding me in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and carrying all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you Jesus for filling me up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and wrapping me in your peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in ways I cannot put into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you Jesus for fighting for me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;defending the weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and renewing my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for blessings you just pour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;out to me through your Word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and your people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for being worthy,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for freedom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;being the treasure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;of my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for never forsaking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me and&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; for never casting me away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus that it's not about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me and all about You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you that I don't have to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and please other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because You are greater in me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;than me who is in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for stealing my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for overwhelming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my soul with Your Glory Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you Jesus for giving me what&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for being faithful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for your plan for me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and thank you that my time is now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for a heart that seeks you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for never giving up on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for being my forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for being my light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for moments&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;of worship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that push away all pain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and suffering in this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and show glimpses of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;life to come with You forevermore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for showing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how you work in ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;greater than what I can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and for the tiny pieces of your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;plan I start to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and how it leaves me &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;speechless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for your&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you for being able Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for being the potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and molding the clay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you Jesus for the perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;peace in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;when my mind is stayed on you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;because I trust You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for being a rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that never moves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank You for trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and for allow suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so I can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;how you are so so so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;totally and completely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;faithful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there are no words to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my heart is full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting in You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2945082975386586671?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2945082975386586671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2945082975386586671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2945082975386586671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2945082975386586671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wait-on-you-jesus.html' title='i wait on You Jesus.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-2554235953617122450</id><published>2011-11-21T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:55:28.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outreach night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMJl6-9zK0/TsUwl__0nEI/AAAAAAAAUA0/LWe1I0MRgFs/s1600/IMG_7927-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMJl6-9zK0/TsUwl__0nEI/AAAAAAAAUA0/LWe1I0MRgFs/s640/IMG_7927-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqSFbf6PlaI/TsUwpthlqQI/AAAAAAAAUBA/ydlqXfDal0s/s1600/IMG_7954-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqSFbf6PlaI/TsUwpthlqQI/AAAAAAAAUBA/ydlqXfDal0s/s640/IMG_7954-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huJz8c67o3U/TsUwpQHuofI/AAAAAAAAUA8/T1qaR6IX19s/s1600/IMG_7966-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exwUTRnIyto/TsUxcwvr-mI/AAAAAAAAUBU/sIFJwczI2vI/s1600/IMG_8057-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exwUTRnIyto/TsUxcwvr-mI/AAAAAAAAUBU/sIFJwczI2vI/s640/IMG_8057-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;lots more pictures coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#thankful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-2554235953617122450?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/2554235953617122450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=2554235953617122450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2554235953617122450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/2554235953617122450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/outreach-night.html' title='outreach night.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMJl6-9zK0/TsUwl__0nEI/AAAAAAAAUA0/LWe1I0MRgFs/s72-c/IMG_7927-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-5048529305969384104</id><published>2011-11-21T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:47:15.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lead me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#awestruck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;filled with such love and such peace and healing from Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He does not put out a faint heart's light.&amp;nbsp; He gently pulls apart scars.&amp;nbsp; He knows my heart better than I know it myself.&amp;nbsp; But most of all - He fills.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mirror of me that I held up as a facade, the walls that slowly began to slide down, and the overwhelming beauty in seeing how much Jesus loves unconditionally changed my heart.&amp;nbsp; When we're being pulled apart and taught things through painful circumstances, I see Him the best.&amp;nbsp; He is such a strong tower... I run to it and am safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus just satisfies.&amp;nbsp; I can't even explain.&amp;nbsp; God calls us, loves us, brings us home, and never forsakes us.&amp;nbsp; He has open arms even when we are unloveable.&amp;nbsp; He just pours and lavishes His Love on us amidst our mistakes.&amp;nbsp; In that place of knowing how much I fail and how great God's Love is.... it just pushes me towards a heart wanting to serve and give Him everything.&amp;nbsp; He has searched me and knows me.&amp;nbsp; He knows when I fall asleep and when I wake up.&amp;nbsp; He knows when my head pain is bad and when I fall.&amp;nbsp; He knows when I get discouraged and when my heart is overflowing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is faithful.... so faithful.&amp;nbsp; totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God comprehends my path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and my lying down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He knows it all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He has laid His Hand on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Such knowledge is too wonderful for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot attain it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your Right Hand shall hold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even the night shall be light about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marvelous are Your Works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and that my soul knows very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;search me and know me Oh God..&lt;br /&gt;see if there is any wickedness in me&lt;br /&gt;and lead me to everlasting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How Precious are Your Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;to me God..&lt;br /&gt;if I should count them..&lt;br /&gt;there would be more in number than the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-- psalm 139&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn me brighter for You Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I need You every second of every day.&lt;br /&gt;mold my heart...&lt;br /&gt;search me..&lt;br /&gt;lead my heart.. &lt;br /&gt;and I worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's what i'm learning. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;how about you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-5048529305969384104?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/5048529305969384104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=5048529305969384104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5048529305969384104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/5048529305969384104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/lead-me.html' title='lead me.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-6661256753453608022</id><published>2011-11-19T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:34:55.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your Hand shall lead me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;thank you Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;romans 8&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28118"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28119"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28120"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; For what the law was powerless to do because it was weakened by the flesh,&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;God did by sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh to be a sin offering.&lt;sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt; And so he condemned sin in the flesh, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28121"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fully met in us, who do not live according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28122"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Those who live according to the flesh have their minds set on what the flesh desires; but those who live in accordance with the Spirit have their minds set on what the Spirit desires. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28123"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; The mind governed by the flesh is death, but the mind governed by the Spirit is life and peace. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28124"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; The mind governed by the flesh is hostile to God; it does not submit to God’s law, nor can it do so. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28125"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Those who are in the realm of the flesh cannot please God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28126"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; You, however, are not in the realm of the flesh but are in the realm of the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God lives in you. And if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, they do not belong to Christ. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28127"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; But if Christ is in you, then even though your body is subject to death because of sin,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; the Spirit gives life because of righteousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28128"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; And if the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, he who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies because of his Spirit who lives in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28129"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore, brothers and sisters, we have an obligation—but it is not to the flesh, to live according to it. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28130"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; For if you live according to the flesh, you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28131"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28132"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/sup&gt;And by him we cry, &lt;i&gt;“Abba,&lt;/i&gt; Father.” &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28133"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28134"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;we share in his sufferings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in order that we may also share in his glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 class="passage-header" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Present Suffering and Future Glory&lt;/h5&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28135"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28136"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28137"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28138"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God. &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28139"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28140"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;the redemption of our bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28141"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28142"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28143"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28144"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28145"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28146"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28147"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 class="passage-header" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More Than Conquerors&lt;/h5&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28148"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; What, then, shall we say in response to these things?&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; If God is for us, who can be against us?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28149"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt; He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28150"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt; Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28151"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt; Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28152"&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt; Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28153"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt; As it is written: &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“For your sake we face death all day long; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28154"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28155"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt; For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28156"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt; neither height nor depth, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and neither can nerve pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;my heart is so full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I will trust You. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-6661256753453608022?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/6661256753453608022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=6661256753453608022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6661256753453608022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/6661256753453608022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-hand-shall-lead-me.html' title='your Hand shall lead me.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-4059817985889289442</id><published>2011-11-18T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:50:37.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psalm 139</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="606" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a5sH9soLcHs?rel=0" width="850"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;You know it all together...&lt;br /&gt;Such knowledge is too wonderful for me..&lt;br /&gt;It is high.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot attain it.&lt;br /&gt;You are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Hand shall lead me.&lt;br /&gt;Marvelous are Your Works&lt;br /&gt;and that my soul knows very well.&lt;br /&gt;My frame was not hidden from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Precious are Your Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;to me God..&lt;br /&gt;if I should count them..&lt;br /&gt;there would be more in number than the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;search me and know me Oh God..&lt;br /&gt;see if there is any wickedness in me&lt;br /&gt;and lead me to everlasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-4059817985889289442?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/4059817985889289442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=4059817985889289442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/4059817985889289442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/4059817985889289442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/psalm-139.html' title='psalm 139'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a5sH9soLcHs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-3003026232223081923</id><published>2011-11-17T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:42:34.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gently calm my shaking heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm totally completely and fully with everything dependent on Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I am so overwhelmed and filled... so filled with His Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus defends the weak and fights for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are my forever Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the love of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you are my Beloved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Part of having a blog is sharing your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Actually - that's kinda what having a blog is for.&amp;nbsp; I really want a blog that is transparent... that shows really what I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;not who I make myself to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that I really am not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and so honestly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I broke down the other night.&amp;nbsp; Valerie and I were talking and we both started crying.&amp;nbsp; We were driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and while she was talking about nerve pain... just how God's Love is so big.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tears started sliding down my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the tail lights of the cars in front&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;of me started to get blurry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;because i understood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started crying&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just to realize that Jesus interceads for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that His heart hurts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when we suffer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val and I were talking about&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful reminder of hope&lt;br /&gt;that even though we don't know&lt;br /&gt;when this pain will end&lt;br /&gt;or when doctors will find answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is lavishing and pouring out His Love.&lt;br /&gt;And there are tears&lt;br /&gt;because Jesus satisfies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm weak and in pain&lt;br /&gt;and I'm hurting,&amp;nbsp; Jesus' Love is the&lt;br /&gt;greatest.&amp;nbsp; It leaves me so humbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dependent on You Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;He's working in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more words to say,&lt;br /&gt;I just wait on You Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;You've stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I trust in Your ways&lt;br /&gt;because they are better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;You are totally and completely&lt;br /&gt;faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart seeks You.&lt;br /&gt;You use weakness&lt;br /&gt;as a megaphone&lt;br /&gt;to shine You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is surrendered.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this heart will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;You give me what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need You so much.&lt;br /&gt;You are my Hope.&lt;br /&gt;You satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;You are peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anchored in You.&lt;br /&gt;You are always near to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank You Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;You make my cup overflow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You whisper gently&lt;br /&gt;and calm my shaking&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overflow me with You.&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy is so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever all of you are going through,&lt;br /&gt;just want you to remember Jesus&lt;br /&gt;is in control.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and He loves you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-3003026232223081923?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/3003026232223081923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=3003026232223081923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3003026232223081923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/3003026232223081923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/gently-calm-my-shaking-heart.html' title='gently calm my shaking heart.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-1386000485013003025</id><published>2011-11-15T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:11:52.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a place of refuge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;this chapter totally just &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my heart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyfulpassionforjesus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Val&lt;/a&gt; and I were reading it this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;weekend and were SO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;encouraged and full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;John 6 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26259" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26259" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Some time after this, Jesus crossed to the far shore of the Sea of Galilee (that is, the Sea of Tiberias), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26260" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; and a great crowd of people followed him because they saw the signs he had performed by healing the sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26261" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Then Jesus went up on a mountainside and sat down with his disciples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26262" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; The Jewish Passover Festival was near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26263"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; When Jesus looked up and saw a great crowd coming toward him, he said to Philip, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Where shall we buy bread for these people to eat?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26264"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; He asked this only to test him, for he already had in mind what he was going to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26265"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; Philip answered him, “It would take more than half a year’s wages to buy enough bread for each one to have a bite!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26266"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Another of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, spoke up, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26267"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; “Here is a boy with five small barley loaves and two small fish, but how far will they go among so many?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26268"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Have the people sit down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; There was plenty of grass in that place, and they sat down (about five thousand men were there). &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26269"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus then took the loaves, gave thanks, and distributed to those who were seated as much as they wanted. He did the same with the fish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26270"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; When they had all had enough to eat, he said to his disciples, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Gather the pieces that are left over. Let nothing be wasted.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26271"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets with the pieces of the five barley loaves left over by those who had eaten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26272"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; After the people saw the sign Jesus performed, they began to say, “Surely this is the Prophet who is to come into the world.” &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26273"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus, knowing that they intended to come and make him king by force, withdrew again to a mountain by himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 class="passage-header" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus Walks on the Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26274" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; When evening came, his disciples went down to the lake, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26275" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; where they got into a boat and set off across the lake for Capernaum. By now it was dark, and Jesus had not yet joined them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26276" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; A strong wind was blowing and the waters grew rough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26277" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; When they had rowed about three or four miles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;they saw Jesus approaching the boat, walking on the water; and they were frightened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26278" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; But he said to them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;“It is I; don’t be afraid.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26279" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Then they were willing to take him into the boat, and immediately the boat reached the shore where they were heading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26280"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; The next day the crowd that had stayed on the opposite shore of the lake realized that only one boat had been there, and that Jesus had not entered it with his disciples, but that they had gone away alone. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26281"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Then some boats from Tiberias landed near the place where the people had eaten the bread after the Lord had given thanks. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26282"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; Once the crowd realized that neither Jesus nor his disciples were there, they got into the boats and went to Capernaum in search of Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 class="passage-header" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus the Bread of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26283" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; When they found him on the other side of the lake, they asked him, “Rabbi, when did you get here?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26284"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus answered, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Very truly I tell you, you are looking for me, not because you saw the signs I performed but because you ate the loaves and had your fill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26285"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; Do not work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. For on him God the Father has placed his seal of approval.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26286"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; Then they asked him, “What must we do to do the works God requires?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26287"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus answered, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26288"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; So they asked him, “What sign then will you give that we may see it and believe you? What will you do? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26289"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; Our ancestors ate the manna in the wilderness; as it is written: ‘He gave them bread from heaven to eat.’” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26290"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus said to them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Very truly I tell you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26291"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt; For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26292"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt; “Sir,” they said, “always give us this bread.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26293"&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt; Then Jesus declared, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26294"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt; But as I told you, you have seen me and still you do not believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26295"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt; All those the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never drive away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26296"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt; For I have come down from heaven not to do my will but to do the will of him who sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26297"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt; And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all those he has given me, but raise them up at the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26298"&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt; For my Father’s will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise them up at the last day.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26299"&gt;41&lt;/sup&gt; At this the Jews there began to grumble about him because he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I am the bread that came down from heaven.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26300"&gt;42&lt;/sup&gt; They said, “Is this not Jesus, the son of Joseph, whose father and mother we know? How can he now say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;‘I came down from heaven’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26301"&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt; “Stop grumbling among yourselves,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Jesus answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26302"&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt; “No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws them, and I will raise them up at the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26303"&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt; It is written in the Prophets: ‘They will all be taught by God.’ Everyone who has heard the Father and learned from him comes to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26304"&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt; No one has seen the Father except the one who is from God; only he has seen the Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26305"&gt;47&lt;/sup&gt; Very truly I tell you, the one who believes has eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26306"&gt;48&lt;/sup&gt; I am the bread of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26307"&gt;49&lt;/sup&gt; Your ancestors ate the manna in the wilderness, yet they died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26308"&gt;50&lt;/sup&gt; But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which anyone may eat and not die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26309"&gt;51&lt;/sup&gt; I am the living bread that came down from heaven. Whoever eats this bread will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26310"&gt;52&lt;/sup&gt; Then the Jews began to argue sharply among themselves, “How can this man give us his flesh to eat?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26311"&gt;53&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus said to them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Very truly I tell you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26312"&gt;54&lt;/sup&gt; Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise them up at the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26313"&gt;55&lt;/sup&gt; For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26314"&gt;56&lt;/sup&gt; Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me, and I in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26315"&gt;57&lt;/sup&gt; Just as the living Father sent me and I live because of the Father, so the one who feeds on me will live because of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26316"&gt;58&lt;/sup&gt; This is the bread that came down from heaven. Your ancestors ate manna and died, but whoever feeds on this bread will live forever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26317"&gt;59&lt;/sup&gt; He said this while teaching in the synagogue in Capernaum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 class="passage-header" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Many Disciples Desert Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26318" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;60&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; On hearing it, many of his disciples said, “This is a hard teaching. Who can accept it?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26319"&gt;61&lt;/sup&gt; Aware that his disciples were grumbling about this, Jesus said to them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Does this offend you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26320"&gt;62&lt;/sup&gt; Then what if you see the Son of Man ascend to where he was before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26321"&gt;63&lt;/sup&gt; The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you—they are full of the Spirit and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26322"&gt;64&lt;/sup&gt; Yet there are some of you who do not believe.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; For Jesus had known from the beginning which of them did not believe and who would betray him. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26323"&gt;65&lt;/sup&gt; He went on to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“This is why I told you that no one can come to me unless the Father has enabled them.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26324"&gt;66&lt;/sup&gt; From this time many of his disciples turned back and no longer followed him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26325"&gt;67&lt;/sup&gt; “You do not want to leave too, do you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Jesus asked the Twelve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26326"&gt;68&lt;/sup&gt; Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26327"&gt;69&lt;/sup&gt; We have come to believe and to know that you are the Holy One of God.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26328"&gt;70&lt;/sup&gt; Then Jesus replied, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Have I not chosen you, the Twelve? Yet one of you is a devil!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26329"&gt;71&lt;/sup&gt; (He meant Judas, the son of Simon Iscariot, who, though one of the Twelve, was later to betray him.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;when I feel I have nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He multiplies it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to "feed five thousand".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus is my highest delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the grace and peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that overflows out of Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is how I want to live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in that place of knowing we fail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and yet Jesus just pours out His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love to us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He calls us and loves us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and brings us home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;never forsakes us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;even when we are unloveable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He gently breaks us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and we see our need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;rest in Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In that place,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He is a refuge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just makes me want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to love and serve Him more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In Jesus, we don't hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and thirst anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;for something to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;satisfy that longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in our hearts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We will never be cast away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The flesh is no help..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and I live because of Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In that, I am convicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of my lack of love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and how I need to just&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;pour out God's Love to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;more and more and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;love changes everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and without it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my actions profit nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I just encourage you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so much to spend time with God..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;seek Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus raises up what we lack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and Jesus...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;just fill me with YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You captivate me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am so humbled. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your Love changes everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&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/4990520492358285870-1386000485013003025?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/1386000485013003025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=1386000485013003025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1386000485013003025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/1386000485013003025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/place-of-refuge.html' title='a place of refuge.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-4692400676566523752</id><published>2011-11-15T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:15:56.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God gives us what we need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVZyH9JZluM/TsKh4Rb9xRI/AAAAAAAAT74/FP3cT6dgLqg/s1600/bestfriends3val.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVZyH9JZluM/TsKh4Rb9xRI/AAAAAAAAT74/FP3cT6dgLqg/s640/bestfriends3val.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Love is &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it just blows me away&lt;br /&gt;all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy-G4UiJHC0/TsKiNJmHdyI/AAAAAAAAT8A/ryh8TAuL-LQ/s1600/IMG_7760-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy-G4UiJHC0/TsKiNJmHdyI/AAAAAAAAT8A/ryh8TAuL-LQ/s640/IMG_7760-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this past weekend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyfulpassionforjesus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the beautiful Valerie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flew out to spend the&lt;br /&gt;weekend with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[which you will see more posts&lt;br /&gt;and more pictures of&lt;br /&gt;because there are a lot :) ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the shuffle of trying&lt;br /&gt;to get out to the door&lt;br /&gt;for a music lesson,&lt;br /&gt;and another specialist,&lt;br /&gt;and getting to the airport&lt;br /&gt;on time - my camera&lt;br /&gt;got left on the counter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mama saying,&lt;br /&gt;"THERE SHE IS!! I see her!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and opening the door&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden everyone&lt;br /&gt;was crying and hugging&lt;br /&gt;and people were watching us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxnnkB1kTcc/TsKiYwmrqVI/AAAAAAAAT8I/bN6vgUTZmKA/s1600/IMG_7764-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxnnkB1kTcc/TsKiYwmrqVI/AAAAAAAAT8I/bN6vgUTZmKA/s640/IMG_7764-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Valerie had three concussions within one week&lt;br /&gt;just a month before my injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found my blog last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;and left a comment about how&lt;br /&gt;she has nerve pain too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's how it all started.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjDOiSkuxM8/TsKivFkHmNI/AAAAAAAAT8Q/Nc4pvQXIvCo/s1600/IMG_7768-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjDOiSkuxM8/TsKivFkHmNI/AAAAAAAAT8Q/Nc4pvQXIvCo/s640/IMG_7768-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f-mzCRDP0kM/TsKjEbtQ1MI/AAAAAAAAT8Y/Edxbp2a3Dz0/s1600/IMG_7775-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f-mzCRDP0kM/TsKjEbtQ1MI/AAAAAAAAT8Y/Edxbp2a3Dz0/s640/IMG_7775-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We exchanged phone numbers and became Facebook friends&lt;br /&gt;and began praying together before treatments..&lt;br /&gt;before MRI's..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just called each&lt;br /&gt;other and we barely talked..&lt;br /&gt;just prayed&lt;br /&gt;and cried.&lt;br /&gt;our emails got longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1WcqoDOurw/TsKjXtWXktI/AAAAAAAAT8g/rwzt9nxLs3k/s1600/IMG_7777-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1WcqoDOurw/TsKjXtWXktI/AAAAAAAAT8g/rwzt9nxLs3k/s640/IMG_7777-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;two weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;tickets were bought.&lt;br /&gt;Val was on her way.&lt;br /&gt;and we spent the weekend&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;and praying&lt;br /&gt;and reading the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5DgIo9m630/TsKj2KLOQcI/AAAAAAAAT8o/B3WkZ3JyMAs/s1600/IMG_7779-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5DgIo9m630/TsKj2KLOQcI/AAAAAAAAT8o/B3WkZ3JyMAs/s640/IMG_7779-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;It was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Valerie is a surfer and lives in California&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;where it's warm and hardly gets below the 50's...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and I live in a smaller town in Colorado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;where my family raises cattle, we hunt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and our winters are brutal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;God brought us together&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;all through two blogs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an understanding&lt;br /&gt;of knowing about&lt;br /&gt;nerve pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zda_EcjpfoQ/TsKkBiZgbPI/AAAAAAAAT8w/wZToXopN3sA/s1600/IMG_7781-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zda_EcjpfoQ/TsKkBiZgbPI/AAAAAAAAT8w/wZToXopN3sA/s640/IMG_7781-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and in our times of&lt;br /&gt;reading through John&lt;br /&gt;and God would show us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE SAME THINGS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;our Bible are all marked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and as we read,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;we realized so many of the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;verses were underlined &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;in both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;our Bibles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jL4e3lj9sF4/TsKkVm72X5I/AAAAAAAAT84/J-6UXuah0CA/s1600/IMG_7783-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jL4e3lj9sF4/TsKkVm72X5I/AAAAAAAAT84/J-6UXuah0CA/s640/IMG_7783-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;because God uses pain&lt;br /&gt;and suffering that people&lt;br /&gt;can't see when they look&lt;br /&gt;at us as a way to just pour&lt;br /&gt;out His Love to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb3zgdzO4Wc/TsKk1HCiRxI/AAAAAAAAT9A/UhAGt2LKqm0/s1600/IMG_7784-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb3zgdzO4Wc/TsKk1HCiRxI/AAAAAAAAT9A/UhAGt2LKqm0/s640/IMG_7784-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He uses it to fill us&lt;br /&gt;with joy&lt;br /&gt;and encouragement&lt;br /&gt;and peace greater than&lt;br /&gt;anything in this world will&lt;br /&gt;give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5olFHghktBY/TsKlLTAfswI/AAAAAAAAT9I/NRxngom8-7M/s1600/IMG_7787-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5olFHghktBY/TsKlLTAfswI/AAAAAAAAT9I/NRxngom8-7M/s640/IMG_7787-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not one friendship&lt;br /&gt;or one thing or that boy&lt;br /&gt;or whatever you want to put&lt;br /&gt;in as something that fully satisfies...&lt;br /&gt;they all lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;they all lie except for Jesus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbcdOardkHY/TsKlnkI163I/AAAAAAAAT9Q/67dIXNrTqx4/s1600/IMG_7793-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbcdOardkHY/TsKlnkI163I/AAAAAAAAT9Q/67dIXNrTqx4/s640/IMG_7793-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is what fills a heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;with joy..&lt;br /&gt;true joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqM6-yoGZfk/TsKlxLniC8I/AAAAAAAAT9Y/u-4u66xomeE/s1600/IMG_7794-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqM6-yoGZfk/TsKlxLniC8I/AAAAAAAAT9Y/u-4u66xomeE/s640/IMG_7794-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;because He is greater than the pain&lt;br /&gt;and the hope that floods over the wondering&lt;br /&gt;how long this pain will last...&lt;br /&gt;how specialists can't find answers for us&lt;br /&gt;and how doctors can't find a diagnosis that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2t3Z7dXoEg/TsKmeXbTcVI/AAAAAAAAT9o/2Hep4v95Zy8/s1600/IMG_7816-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2t3Z7dXoEg/TsKmeXbTcVI/AAAAAAAAT9o/2Hep4v95Zy8/s640/IMG_7816-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the blood work comes back normal,&lt;br /&gt;the MRI's come back okay,&lt;br /&gt;treatments don't give permanent answers, &lt;br /&gt;and yet we are weak&lt;br /&gt;and they don't know what is wrong with us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and Jesus does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMdC84bds7A/TsKmy23jRVI/AAAAAAAAT9w/AY_Li20SYpM/s1600/IMG_7817-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMdC84bds7A/TsKmy23jRVI/AAAAAAAAT9w/AY_Li20SYpM/s640/IMG_7817-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Valerie got to see cows up close...&lt;br /&gt;and I wish I had a video of the time when one&lt;br /&gt;actually licked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWl_6TJdwoA/TsKnT-ZwNUI/AAAAAAAAT94/hJDo4TkMkv0/s1600/IMG_7822-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWl_6TJdwoA/TsKnT-ZwNUI/AAAAAAAAT94/hJDo4TkMkv0/s640/IMG_7822-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We laughed&lt;br /&gt;and she told me&lt;br /&gt;about how big the ocean is&lt;br /&gt;and what it's like to surf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USTLUs6gx2o/TsKnkamyDTI/AAAAAAAAT-A/-G7nE313iL4/s1600/IMG_7827-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USTLUs6gx2o/TsKnkamyDTI/AAAAAAAAT-A/-G7nE313iL4/s640/IMG_7827-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went into my tack room&lt;br /&gt;and I showed her my best horse's halter..&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the guy that I loved the most&lt;br /&gt;that I said goodbye to this spring&lt;br /&gt;when my pain was the worst...&lt;br /&gt;and when he &lt;br /&gt;went to a place where he is loved&lt;br /&gt;and ridden often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WeJE-T92g8/TsKn2RzjAcI/AAAAAAAAT-I/UsfYPzzYrB0/s1600/IMG_7830-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WeJE-T92g8/TsKn2RzjAcI/AAAAAAAAT-I/UsfYPzzYrB0/s640/IMG_7830-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Crisp winter breezes gave&lt;br /&gt;Val a glimpse of what winter is like here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7pVpvg7e6o/TsKoJQn8iqI/AAAAAAAAT-Q/CIqNsDRUoQE/s1600/IMG_7831-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7pVpvg7e6o/TsKoJQn8iqI/AAAAAAAAT-Q/CIqNsDRUoQE/s640/IMG_7831-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLKaBCAjj7E/TsKorLogPtI/AAAAAAAAT-Y/iWeB5K9cojM/s1600/IMG_7840-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLKaBCAjj7E/TsKorLogPtI/AAAAAAAAT-Y/iWeB5K9cojM/s640/IMG_7840-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and we came inside for hot cocoa&lt;br /&gt;and a movie where us girls laughed&lt;br /&gt;tonss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;where we would say a&lt;br /&gt;word and we started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24vTr0RCy0s/TsKo-Yy5lyI/AAAAAAAAT-g/i0hfkxfZ0Uo/s1600/IMG_7844-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24vTr0RCy0s/TsKo-Yy5lyI/AAAAAAAAT-g/i0hfkxfZ0Uo/s640/IMG_7844-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we matched for outreach night at my church&lt;br /&gt;in tie-die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yl575hB9m4I/TsKpQLBSFgI/AAAAAAAAT-o/4VaWwmnFDso/s1600/IMG_7859-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yl575hB9m4I/TsKpQLBSFgI/AAAAAAAAT-o/4VaWwmnFDso/s640/IMG_7859-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and in our hour long&lt;br /&gt;drives down to church,&lt;br /&gt;we sang songs&lt;br /&gt;and drove next to&lt;br /&gt;a man for a ways&lt;br /&gt;that looked just&lt;br /&gt;like Einstein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NT94y84Xco/TsKpmZR2YvI/AAAAAAAAT-w/aqvcOU0H3EY/s1600/IMG_7872-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NT94y84Xco/TsKpmZR2YvI/AAAAAAAAT-w/aqvcOU0H3EY/s640/IMG_7872-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and even matching eye-shadow&lt;br /&gt;[p.s. - it's also opposite on purpose]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uxdTKV8518/TsKp-m23rsI/AAAAAAAAT-4/32nf7Hcuh8Q/s1600/IMG_7874-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uxdTKV8518/TsKp-m23rsI/AAAAAAAAT-4/32nf7Hcuh8Q/s640/IMG_7874-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She saw some&lt;br /&gt;Colorado sunsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnqMtJd-Ifk/TsKqQs5NIkI/AAAAAAAAT_A/whVrYjgE6eU/s1600/IMG_7878-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnqMtJd-Ifk/TsKqQs5NIkI/AAAAAAAAT_A/whVrYjgE6eU/s640/IMG_7878-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course -&lt;br /&gt;no trip is complete&lt;br /&gt;without Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14tXD2NLpTI/TsKrKaNu_cI/AAAAAAAAT_Y/mGp-6Ac-AjM/s1600/IMG_8063-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14tXD2NLpTI/TsKrKaNu_cI/AAAAAAAAT_Y/mGp-6Ac-AjM/s640/IMG_8063-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we read&lt;br /&gt;and read&lt;br /&gt;and read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWQXSTnN4o0/TsKreTOycKI/AAAAAAAAT_g/pyFGrHCaEGE/s1600/IMG_8066-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWQXSTnN4o0/TsKreTOycKI/AAAAAAAAT_g/pyFGrHCaEGE/s640/IMG_8066-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and were filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;thank You Jesus &lt;/b&gt;for the way&lt;br /&gt;You pour out your Love to us&lt;br /&gt;through the Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlxEsX4ugoU/TsKr2pawdLI/AAAAAAAAT_o/2oavw1EeYlI/s1600/IMG_8071-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlxEsX4ugoU/TsKr2pawdLI/AAAAAAAAT_o/2oavw1EeYlI/s640/IMG_8071-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thankful for the freedom&lt;br /&gt;of being able to read&lt;br /&gt;aloud God's Word&lt;br /&gt;without being persecuted for our&lt;br /&gt;faith&lt;br /&gt;in a packed&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ck9_PkDuQo/TsKsLB_LxJI/AAAAAAAAT_w/yFdYdob9ss8/s1600/IMG_8077-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ck9_PkDuQo/TsKsLB_LxJI/AAAAAAAAT_w/yFdYdob9ss8/s640/IMG_8077-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we went into&lt;br /&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;br /&gt;TWICE&lt;br /&gt;[two different malls]&lt;br /&gt;and just went around&lt;br /&gt;smelling everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDrUosXyEug/TsKsg4sa_TI/AAAAAAAAT_4/_rvypG8_ZUw/s1600/IMG_8080-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDrUosXyEug/TsKsg4sa_TI/AAAAAAAAT_4/_rvypG8_ZUw/s640/IMG_8080-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much joy&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;cannot even explain with words.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBZ8Gn5TspQ/TsKs02Igl4I/AAAAAAAAUAA/kSkD2Kg1rVQ/s1600/IMG_8092-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBZ8Gn5TspQ/TsKs02Igl4I/AAAAAAAAUAA/kSkD2Kg1rVQ/s640/IMG_8092-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish each and everyone of you could meet Val...&lt;br /&gt;[and in heaven - all of you in Jesus will]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ty-GWFSwIoo/TsKtB05gO9I/AAAAAAAAUAI/aht6aXwHebE/s1600/IMG_8093-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ty-GWFSwIoo/TsKtB05gO9I/AAAAAAAAUAI/aht6aXwHebE/s640/IMG_8093-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tw4TcoTbV8/TsKtOnTLfEI/AAAAAAAAUAQ/qll9YkMc07o/s1600/IMG_8098-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tw4TcoTbV8/TsKtOnTLfEI/AAAAAAAAUAQ/qll9YkMc07o/s640/IMG_8098-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;i love her a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4990520492358285870-4692400676566523752?l=generationstandup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/feeds/4692400676566523752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4990520492358285870&amp;postID=4692400676566523752&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/4692400676566523752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4990520492358285870/posts/default/4692400676566523752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generationstandup.blogspot.com/2011/11/god-gives-us-what-we-need.html' title='God gives us what we need.'/><author><name>Jessica McKinney</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/111006266085145728618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LiRsbC-_7p8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAVCU/ZdSeHY5FGDo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVZyH9JZluM/TsKh4Rb9xRI/AAAAAAAAT74/FP3cT6dgLqg/s72-c/bestfriends3val.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990520492358285870.post-750206377570240321</id><published>2011-11-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:32:35.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and i am grateful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God just blesses usfar greater than what we could ask or think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;far deeper than what we could imagine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and heals us in overwhelmingand beautiful grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIcn8aD4ZAA/TrvU8NcSdyI/AAAAAAAAT5c/tfD-3RoRI84/s1600/IMG_7690--2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIcn8aD4ZAA/TrvU8NcSdyI/AAAAAAAAT5c/tfD-3RoRI84/s640/IMG_7690--2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and these people have becomeso dear to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;spending time with them in Honduras,leadership meetings,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&g
