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I don't understand those people who feel the need to get into the car pool lane when they know the lane is ending up ahead. They creep and shove until they can find a spot about two cars closer then where they were. I don't understand it. But it bugs! 

Patience.

I give everything over to You Lord

& & &

The Most incredible feeling the most exhilarating emotion.

Give yourself something to smile about.

& & &

If there is nothing to smile about?

Cry.

Take a deep breath and drive somewhere alone. 

Cause when there's not another hand to hold

Your stirring wheel will be just fine.

& & &

If there's so excitement in drive away?

Run your heart out.

I give everything over to You Lord

DREAM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKfDwChOoHI

That Explains It

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Score	Love Language
5	Words of Affirmation
10	Quality Time
3	Receiving of Gifts
7	Acts of Service
5	Physical Touch

Something About You. The Way You Move.

Your mouth moves but she's still fighting to hear what you are saying. The way your eyebrows raise up and down, she is guessing it signifies fluctuation in your voice.  Could she be right? She still can't understand what you are trying to get across to her. She feel's sorry, but she might be lying because she haven't been feeling much lately. The interact detail of every spoken word scares her to listen, you have the most beautiful sounding voice. She dances around the room in her boy boxers and lays in every grass field she's seen. The bartender knows what her drink needs a little "topping off" and her face reads confusion. Just as you can't understand what I've written, she has yet to understand her life. The birds chirping outside her window give the simplest reminder that she has not completely lost her sanity. Oh poor wear girl, they have no idea. Her heart was spilled out years ago, but somehow the mess was never noticeable enough for anyone to clean up, or to take as their own. So, as the war rages on, and her heart grows even more weary, she believes in herself enough to move mountains. She can accomplish things that average, ordinary,  citizens couldn't do themselves. Yet, she has always been seen as the underdog. Although her two has have helped save more lives than doctors themselves, people threaten her capability. She will never be able to fit into the proper side of society, but she has never shown in interest in the upper class. Her light is shown brightest when she is with the people of her status. Some may call them the underdogs, but she refers to herself as beautiful, because she's realized her attitude determines her circumstance. The dim lights will never see her shining bright, but she would never want to waist her light on someone who wouldn't appreciate it. She's capable. 

I give everything over to You Lord

Madly In Love

Open land, dusted with yellow topped flowers, narrows to an edge of a cliff which some might say, "It will determine your fait." Marveling is expected and curiosity of what roams below the cliff is perfectly natural. It's the same curiosity that has coast several lives, so be cautious of how far your curiosity overtakes you. This same piece of land has seen more camera flashes then the Grand Canyon and Yosemite National Park put together. Words don't serve it justice, and it's hard to image a place so peaceful while we live in the hustle and bustle of life. 

This land has held more love stories then any of the greatest novels, and not even a bookstore could carry written work so romantic. The flowers are still pressed to the ground where the couples foot steps have left a piece of their story behind. It's woven into the soil of this earth yet people deny the beauty, while challenging their own intelligence against this story. In life, there are just some things that are bound to happen. In this particular situation, not even a human grip could stop the abundance of care for one another. 

Suppose, then, these two marvelous being's were dreadfully torn apart to live separate lives. Will their love grow with time against them? Is it possible to remember the touch and the looks, or is it destiny to prove everyone correct who said "they can't make it?" It is as though the place where the  flowers lay flat, still, from their unforgettable imprints, have more faith then their encounters with created being such as themselves. 

Is it so pleasurable to see them grow weary from the thought of their own story being verbally brutalized? These people, who are designed to fall in love, seem to be stepping back from their previously stationary position, and it makes the others smile. All to easy for these two, who are madly in love with each other, to toss their dreams aside with the casual comments and ordinary small talk. 

They have fought so hard and their scares remain to tell their stories. This love story has out stood the other "fairy tales" in both passion and care. It is a story that will be difficult to pass by, even after the flowers have re-grown into firm standing positions. The love these two have for each other runs continuously through the veins of every human who has encountered such a masterpiece as this. They are in love. 

I give everything over to You Lord

   

 

I caught your eye

I'm learning the difference of being a good influence to people and stepping back when people actually don't have the desire to learn.

I've heard some people say that if you've tried to love people and also show God's grace and they don't receive it, you just have to let them go. Do their own thing, walk their own path. But, I don't completely agree with that statement. I think those are the people us believers should be targeting. We, of course will have to demonstrate patience and be in constant prayer for those people. This is what I've come to personally, but I feel like I need to exude an over abundance of love because I believe that love heals, strengthens, encourages, challenges, and show's a little piece of God's mercy.

This is all really jumbled and quick because I have to lead at youth group, but I wanted to get my thoughts out before I lose what I had been thinking about. Again, there is stuff just being stirred up inside of me. It's a blessing to have commotion and strong emotions, because when I'm dry to feeling, and it seems like I'm not growing, it's harder then when I'm challenged to organize my thoughts into understandable form

I feel very thankful.

I give everything over to You Lord

I've been thinking about changing my mind

Your attitude will determine your circumstance

Every year, on this "holiday" called Valentines day, I cry and shrug off all the happy couples. But, I'm learning your attitude determines your circumstance. I am also learning not to be jealous of those around me and to be genuinely happy for those around me. Being happy for people who have a healthy relationship, those who make a lot of money from hard work, those who loss weight faster then me, those who have a flourishing social life, those who are more artistic then me, those who can dance better then I could ever dance, and those who know more about then Bible then me. I am so happy for those people, and for the first time I'm starting to say that more and actually mean it. It comes straight from my heart. I am reading The Love Dare book and I never realized how I don't love people and how I'm a very jealous person. It is hard to admit and I've had to swallow a few pride pills, but, I am working at it slowly. I don't need to wait to feel loved I need to love first. I don't need to show people up I just need to be happy with where I stand and be happy about where they stand. I need initiate good conversation first to be involved with good company. I need to start things and not wait around until someone picks up where I'm slacking. I am starting a change. Slowly. 

I give everything over to you Lord

Comfortable.In.My.Own.Skin.

It started a few months ago, December actually, when I started becoming unsure about so many things. Having questions I've never thought of and wanting answers to questions I was never curious about. I used to think I was bullet proof and the unlikely girl to be loved. I never thought I was able to keep my room clean with no clothes on the floor and I never thought I'd own a book shelf. Now, I still don't have the questions answered, but I've dared to ask them. I understand that I'm not bullet proof to the harsh words and flat out rejection from people, yet, I feel more loved then ever. My room is clean and actually stays clean. For the first time I have books on my book shelf. Interesting what you go through. Interesting to see the outcome, and even more intriguing to know where you'll end up. Where will I end up!

I give everything over to You Lord

Formation

Translation.

PLEASE

I give everything over to You Lord

Out Of My Hands

So, I had my 5 year plan charted and ready to be lived out. But I set myself up for a perfect collision of Gods plan. So I set my heart on the goal of completing my degree in Graphic Design. I scheduled an appointment with the ASU advisor and went in knowing full well what my plans were. Obviously I was to confident but lacked the knowledge of what was actually ahead of me. "Hi, I'm Barbara!" "Nice to meet you, I'm Sheena!" "Awesome, well come on back and we'll start talking." So I gave her a brief run down of my "5 year plan" and was quickly stopped in my tracks when I heard the logistics that applied to my dreams. Things I had dreamt almost into reality. She smiled as if I was planning my whimsical dreams in another planet. Barbara, sweet old women, broke the news to me that the Graphic Design program at ASU is a very hard program to get into and few actually go on to the professional level. It is a 4 year program even though I have already spent 2 years at SCC, it doesn't matter. So after the first year, there is a milestone test and check up on everything you've done, that's when they decide if they want you to move forward to complete your other 3 years, or to drop you on the curb. She said, "I don't know if it's worth spending a year trying so hard, when the result can end in waisted time." I agreed, I know there is a lot of talented artist who would succeed far beyond what I could accomplish. I am not having a pity party, I just know that there is something different for me. I sat through the rest of the meeting almost on the verge of tears the whole time. My 5 year plan and my every dream had suddenly wilted within 5 minutes of time. I was slightly disappointed, mainly discouraged, and extremely sad. Now, the flip side is to continue on my path of trying to get my degree in Graphic Design and see where it leads me. But, to be honest, the dream has died and I think there is something different for me. More suitable and more manageable. So, Barbara and I began looking at different options that would suit my desires. Working with computers, something having to do with art, and being able to work with audio things as well as the visual. Out of nowhere she asked if I like writing. I was taken back and didn't answer right at first, but as I thought about it for a minute my face lit up and I responded by saying, "Yes, actually I do!" She found this degree that's a "Multimedia writing and technology program." I read over the description and it actually sounded very interesting and it also incorporated everything I wanted to work with, exactly. So, I will be meeting with her again on Wednesday to discus about transferring. I'm scared because it's going to be a new school. Not the ASU Tempe campus, but actually the campus in Mesa. I am so very nervous and feeling challenged and unsure, just about everything. God has a different road that I have yet to dream up, and I'm willing to walk it out because I know the support I have walking with me. I am so scared. I am so scared. I am so scared. 

I give everything over to You Lord