<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157</id><updated>2012-01-05T12:15:22.144-08:00</updated><category term='singlehood'/><title type='text'>Susannah's Saga</title><subtitle type='html'>Lessons learned in Singlehood, in my grand adventure of following Jesus, and life in general</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6157886315619510179</id><published>2011-12-30T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:20:32.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking First in 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There are a great many things I could write about right now, but the one that stands out to me now is the concept of seeking the kingdom of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It says in Matthew 6:33: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I've been praying for a greater dose of faith&lt;/span&gt; as I have approximately $1,500 left to go for Israel. It feels like doing the dishes-you turn around, and there's way more than you thought left to go! It has been a little disheartening to say the least. I have to admit I have been living from my mind and flesh recently, being consumed with &lt;em&gt;how can i earn money &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;what did i do wrong &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;what if it doesn't come in&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Today I was struck in a new way this gentle demand of the Lord's, SEEKING FIRST THE KINGDOM. I was challenged by what that looks like in my life. Matthew 6:33 doesn't say, "If you're smart, all these things will be added to you" or "If you're more frugal, all these things will be added to you" or even "If you're good enough all these things will be added to you". NO! With Him, it is always about the relationship! He just wants to be sought. He wants to be worshiped, to be explored, to be the bigger dream than even the things you ask of. He wants to be loved. And He wants His kingdom reflected in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In two days, a new year begins. I don't do this often, but I really want my #1 desire and goal for 2012 to be seeking His kingdom like I never have before. And not just because I want/need "all these things". I was on a walk today where I blurted out to Him, "I just want to do Your will." He responded, "You want to have a full life in Me. That's what you want--living in my will is part of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It's true, I do want a full(er)&amp;nbsp;life in Him. I feel like recently I've just been scraping along, trying to find my joy in people and the holidays and the future, which can be all too easy for me sometimes. I have been realizing how my life here could potentially already be 1/4 of the way over (not to be morbid)....and while it seems I have a lot of time left, I do not want to live the rest of that time like I have this quarter. I want to live each day with purpose and seeking His face...not perfect, but choosing life and love&amp;nbsp;more often than not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There are a few things that stand out that I really want to focus on--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Abiding in Him&lt;/span&gt;--whether I'm in the prayer room on my knees, walking to class, in class, doing homework, talking to a girl at lunch, in the shower....I'm craving that constant communication which has been lacking. I just want to BE in His presence, no striving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Eating His Word&lt;/span&gt;--I want His word to be tattooed on my heart and mind....I want it to consume me and to guide me! I want to prioritize it more. I want it to captivate me again in a new way. (Not to mention I'm going to Israel and I don't think I'll look at the Bible the same ever again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Discipline&lt;/span&gt;--I need to be refined by Him...and I need to still myself so I can hear Him. I want my words and actions to reflect everything I believe about Jesus. I want to&amp;nbsp;develop healthy habits and disciplines that will be life giving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This year is also a neccesary time to be intentionally fixing my affections towards Jesus....I always figured that in 2012 I would get married (first comes college, then comes marriage...etc.). While I have been increasingly content with the timing He has for me, it is still hard, especially with "everyone" around me in that boat. And my desire for children only&amp;nbsp;grows&amp;nbsp;by the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Please pray for greater faith in these areas&amp;nbsp;too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Lastly, on January 9th when we all get back to school I am speaking to the house about "guarding your heart". &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Please pray for insight &amp;amp; confidence for me as I pray about it/speak and that He would use me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;P.S&amp;gt; Not lastly! ;-) I am basically deciding the teaching route I am going next month--bilingual (a much larger leap of faith, scares me to death, exhilarating, what I feel called to) or ESOL (less stress, perhaps less of what I really want to do, the "easy" way out). Not a super big deal in the scheme of things, but still a decision that will carry consequences (not all bad) in the upcoming years. I've been feeling very unconfident in my Spanish as I haven't had a good place to use it and I just hear whispers of failure all around me for student teaching next year! &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Pray that He would reiterate my identity to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate every prayer, &lt;em&gt;thank you!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings to all in 2012, He is soo good and faithful!!&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/-2X4CstubdRI/Tv63btDcvYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dsPIQBIS-Aw/s1600/downsized_1228111423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2X4CstubdRI/Tv63btDcvYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dsPIQBIS-Aw/s320/downsized_1228111423.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(my little miracle cousin Mia and I over Christmas :-)&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/8897397639817659157-6157886315619510179?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6157886315619510179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/seeking-first-in-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6157886315619510179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6157886315619510179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/seeking-first-in-2012.html' title='Seeking First in 2012'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2X4CstubdRI/Tv63btDcvYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dsPIQBIS-Aw/s72-c/downsized_1228111423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5958062570107193125</id><published>2011-12-12T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:23:48.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Our Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It may seem way too early for most people, but I have been wanting to read "Loving Our Kids on Purpose" (Danny Silk)&amp;nbsp;for some time now, and I am finally getting the chance over Christmas break! (this 4 week break is amazing for&amp;nbsp;a lot of reasons!) I figure being a mom is probably still years down the road, but I want to have as much wisdom as possible beforehand, since I feel it is one of my biggest callings! :-) Not only does it change the way to think about parenting, but it has been mindblowing, changing the way I think about how God the Father interacts with me. It has also allowed me to see how the way I was raised wasn't 100%&amp;nbsp;a reflection of the Kingdom of Heaven (I already knew that--but it is good to see things clearly and to be able to forgive as they come up). It's good just to soak in truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I think so far the line that has gotten to me the most is "&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The way we live our lives shows Jesus the value we have for our connection with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I long to have such a strong heart-to-heart connection with my Jesus above all else, and to have that reflected someday in my parenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Somewhere in these four weeks I am also finishing the last two weeks of Breaking Free (from summer), working with my dad in construction, visiting with family from Chicago, making Christmas gifts with as little money possible, just resting,and much more. &lt;br /&gt;The last few days I have felt little injections of faith being shot into my heart, regarding finances, the future, etc. which is a blessing. Thank you so much for your prayers--pray that I will continue to rest and hear from the Lord over the break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5958062570107193125?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5958062570107193125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/loving-our-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5958062570107193125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5958062570107193125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/loving-our-kids.html' title='Loving Our Kids'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-967485168183117091</id><published>2011-11-06T20:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:23:26.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today in church we sang a song and part of it really got to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"All of my ambitions, hopes and plans..I surrender these into Your hands.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;For a long time I had felt a little disconnected from the Lord and even feeling like He didn't want to fulfill any of my dreams or that He was going to withhold from me. I wasn't trusting His goodness, and was believing silly lies. Today I walked to Qdoba after my run, my favorite restaurant where I always have some of the best times with the Lord, and I clearly heard him say to me, "I want you to tell me all your dreams, every dream you've ever had, any hope or plan you've formed in your heart." I think at first I kind of rolled my eyes at Him (oops, sorry Lord! :-) and he said, "No, seriously, I want you to tell me!" It was interesting to verbally be able to express everything I have/have had in my heart. I heard the Lord say, "Ok...I want to surpass those."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;AHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I think that those times when we feel him "withholding" or "not answering our prayers" or "ignoring us" or "trying to punish us", he is really just saying..."I actually have something in mind that you will like far better!" ...or that will be better for me. Or that maybe my timing is imperfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Another thing I realized about my dreams is that they were all kind of surfacy. I mean, wanting a husband and kids and all&amp;nbsp;are big things, but most things were circumstancial. I feel He is challenging me to ask for things that require more faith and that have more Kingdom value. Yes, He dearly loves my heart and all the things I have already asked--but He wants to do more work. He WANTS to answer more, and things that I think would never happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is blowing my mind! I have four more days of school and then I'm off to a fall retreat with&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Calvary&amp;nbsp;college group in Sunriver. I'm SO looking forward to the rest and what God is going to do, as well as getting to know more people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also, my testimony went well last week, thanks for the prayers! He always uses the weak to lead the strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, I should get back to my schoolwork.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;oh, also, I will be fasting from sugar this week....feel like that's been controlling me a bit lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-967485168183117091?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/967485168183117091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/967485168183117091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/967485168183117091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-dreams.html' title='My Dreams'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4859992083472180159</id><published>2011-10-29T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:49:37.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>racing...peppermint hot chocolate...my future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This will be a somewhat random post...but then again, nothing too unusual ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One of my new dear friends, Carissa, works at Starbucks and she often brings home drinks to surprise people. Today I was the lucky recipient and I woke up and&amp;nbsp;walked out to the study room to find a peppermint hot chocolate on my desk (how did she know it was my fave?? anyways.:) I was about to go for a run (more on that later) but I saw this large drink and thought, "well, I better drink this now!" I heard the Lord invitingly call me back to my bed to have some good quality time with Him. "Come drink some hot chocolate with me, and spend time with me!" I definitely felt His extravagant love--of giving without expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xvRLO1BlaJw/TqujErT6TKI/AAAAAAAAAds/rlX3NY4ccF8/s1600/downsized_1028011120%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xvRLO1BlaJw/TqujErT6TKI/AAAAAAAAAds/rlX3NY4ccF8/s320/downsized_1028011120%255B2%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It had been a rough last couple days wallowing in my flesh, and I knew that I had been avoiding this time--but praise the Lord, He broke through that and spoke truth to me.&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: Arial;"&gt;This same friend also inspired me to think about running a 15k race (9.3 mi) this March in Portland. I had started running regularly this summer but dropped it once school started. However, having this goal and challenge in mind has motivated me to start running again! I can now go up to about 4 miles. The Lord is using this so much already to teach me about my walk with Him.&amp;nbsp;And not surprisingly, he has pointed out Hebrews 12 to me multiple times, about stripping off everything that hinders us and entangles us to run the race with perseverance. There is so much "stripping down" he has to do&amp;nbsp;in me, and I feel I am so much more aware of that when I am running and I have something physical to relate to. He wants me to be able to run lighter, freer, longer, harder. My eyes are straight ahead, not looking to the right or left in comparison, but Ahead to the Author and Perfector of my faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And I can't tell you how many people I have told about this race in my excitement (there are around 15 or so girls that are also doing it now!) Yesterday when I was running, he clearly said, "The more people know, the less you can back out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This is true in both senses of the word. I can't back out of this 15k, now that I have so many people keeping me accountable. In my community of believers,&amp;nbsp;I couldn't back out of a relationship with Jesus if I wanted to; there are too many and they love me too much. (although yes, I still have free will--just like I could decide not to run the 15k).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Running is still very painful at times and I ask&amp;nbsp;myself WHY am I doing this?! I would much rather just walk or bike. But the great race that we're in now isn't always pleasurable--sometimes it is hard and sacrificial--but it is always worth it, and our prize is glorious. &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: Arial;"&gt;Jesus believes in me. He chose me first. He loved me first. This is a revolutionary truth when I am making decisions about the future--today for instance. I had an advising appointment so I could find more info about/apply for the bilingual endorsement (teaching in Spanish and&amp;nbsp;English)&amp;nbsp;or just the ESOL (helping non-native English speaking students). The last few years my gut instinct has been to teach in Spanish and English, but lately I have wavered due to my lack of confidence in my abilities to do so. When I am making decisions, are they based off of my flesh or off of faith? I hope today I made a decision of faith when I chose to do the bilingual endorsement, which scares the crap out of me but...does require a massive amount of faith in Him who called me. And since that meeting, I have felt increasing JOY and excitement. Though some obstacles do intimidate me, I am glad if this is the path He has chosen for me, because He wants to PROSPER me. (Jer 29:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I can't express how much I am in love with Hispanic kids and how I long to be their teacher--and their role model--someone they&amp;nbsp;would visit&amp;nbsp;in years to come, someone that whispered Jesus to them, maybe spoke into some of their giftings. Someone that quieted their nerves about living in a different country&amp;nbsp;(or maybe just&amp;nbsp;a crazy white woman that&amp;nbsp;really loved them. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There is a good chance that I would get to stay and teach in Corvallis, as there is a need...and that thrills me, but really I could go anywhere...and that overwhelms me, for I want to go EVERYWHERE. Every time I look at a map my mind races at all the options. Lucky for me, Jesus is my Shepherd and will lead me to green pastures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;He &lt;/em&gt;knows where I am to be, and He loves giving good gifts. Haha. How amazing! I am so excited for the adventure that is the future but trying to&amp;nbsp;remember to keep both feet planted here for the time being as I love on 40-some college girls and read and study&amp;nbsp;for copious amounts of time to pass classes I need to pass to be a teacher. My hands are open, and who knows what He will give and take away. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am not to boast about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, for I am not even promised tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&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: Arial;"&gt;p.s. please pray for me on monday night, I am giving my testimony to the house!&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: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for letting me spill that out...I have no emotions left now! ;-)&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/8897397639817659157-4859992083472180159?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4859992083472180159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/10/racingpeppermint-hot-chocolatemy-future.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4859992083472180159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4859992083472180159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/10/racingpeppermint-hot-chocolatemy-future.html' title='racing...peppermint hot chocolate...my future'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xvRLO1BlaJw/TqujErT6TKI/AAAAAAAAAds/rlX3NY4ccF8/s72-c/downsized_1028011120%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7230877693907173367</id><published>2011-10-06T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:42:10.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here I am, on the 6th floor of the library, in a nice, secluded, quiet room (quite the opposite of Charis :) Lately I have been consumed with anxiety about my future and I wanted to get some thoughts out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;First, being in the house, especially as "house mom", you don't particularly feel the urge to go and study all the time..and in fact can be quite a feat if you get distracted as easily as I do :-) There are girls to talk to, fun to be had, etc...not to mention, I have SO much reading to do that I don't even know where to start..so sometimes I DON'T, which makes me even further behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So that's been my life the past 2 weeks thus far! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am going to start fasting and praying soon about why my motivation for school is lacking, if I am truly on the right path, and how He can be a bigger part of my studies, driving everything I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yesterday I had an appointment with my education advisor where I turned in a packet of things to move onto the next level--get accepted into the double degree program. (education + Spanish). &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;NEXT WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt; I will have a professional interview with a few staff members and a few other students and that will ultimately determine if I get in or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;{I also found out I will be graduating Spring '13, which is almost 2 more years of school including student teaching. I will most likely be student teaching in an awesome bilingual school here..and who knows, maybe the Lord will let me stay here for a while to teach!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have been feeling super attacked about it and feeling that I am completely incapable, stupid, and unconfident, that they will think that I have no potential. I have realized that these are lies, but I'm finding it hard to really believe what He says is truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I had an 'aha' moment last year when He told me the reason I wasn't feeling super motivated in school/doing as well in school was because I had always thought it the back of my head that I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;stupid, and that I shouldn't even try because I was so unintelligent. I think this is creeping back in again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I do know there is so much I need to grow in when it comes to teaching--especially in Spanish, ahh! But I always think about how strongly he has placed this desire on my heart since I was 4 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So anyways, if you could be praying for the interview next week and just that I will be believing His truth and that my confidence would be in Him. I just want His will to be done in this situation--and in the grand scheme of things, this is just a little blimp on the radar (yet something He cares about so much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also continued prayer for balancing my girls and school. Even if I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; do&amp;nbsp;all the studying I need to, I want to appear and be available to them. I also need to do pretty well in the rest of my classes I take, so my diligence will only need to improve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want my eyes and heart to be focused on the KINGDOM OF HEAVEN above all else. Which can be hard to do in this environment where all are focused so heavily on careers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for letting me ramble. I appreciate all the love and prayers! Time to get to studying now ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7230877693907173367?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7230877693907173367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-from-library.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7230877693907173367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7230877693907173367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-from-library.html' title='Thoughts from the Library'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5474752287764530669</id><published>2011-08-21T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:57:59.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine appointment in Newport</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have a fun story to tell. May God receive all the glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The last few weeks, up till yesterday, were kind of dry. Not super bad but just not super fulfilling. Not really spending that much QT with Him. Ya know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Today I had my mom's car and I was gonig to drive back to Corvallis at some point during the day. So many possibilites of what to do, I never have&amp;nbsp;a car! On the way there I just started being honest with the Lord and started pouring out my heart to Him. It's a blessing there wasn't a CD in the car, otherwise I would have just sung in auto-pilot. But it was just me an' Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He met me there, and he started singing songs over me, beautiful ones. My heart was being filled and places being healed. I knew that today was just supposed to be me and Him! Suddenly I had an intense craving to go to the beach, just the two of us. Had never done that before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Then I suddenly decided to call a friend from Charis and see if she wanted to come. She couldn't, which confirmed it was just supposed to be us. I dropped in at Charis and threw some things together, and hit the road. {When I have a goal in mind, I get super impatient and hurry as fast I can to get there ASAP. It's probably a good thing I"m not married yet--I can't be waiting for people! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also, I was a little hesitant at first to go, because I had been feeling guilty about spending money, even for gas. The Lord was teaching me a load of things today, including the truth that He gives me permission to be extravagant in order to love Him sometime. The purpose of the day just reverberated LOVING HIM--and no one else. I actually kept thinking i was going to run out of gas on the way to Newport. He kept saying, "stop looking at the meter. I'll get you to the gas station." Even though I had to keep checking, He indeed got me there. I filled up, and because the traffic was crazy to turn left to where I needed to go, I turned right, then left into the Thriftway parking lot. As I was about to exit the lot, I saw nearby on the sidewalk an older lady in a wheelchair with glasses staring into space, holding a cardboard sign that I couldn't read because of the size. There was also a fellow a few yards away under a tree that looked homeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Instantly I knew I was supposed to talk to them, do something. I had given up more opportunities in my lifetime than I've liked, and it wasn't about to happen again. Besides, I was finally alone which gave me the freedom to stop, and i could easily park nearby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I parked the car and prayed (a little frantically!) to the Lord. I just asked for boldness over and over, and the Holy Spirit. I asked for words and wisdom. Then I got out, approached the lady in the wheelchair and introduced myself. Her name was Louise. The sign read something like "An act of kindness or charity" implying that she needed some kind of help. As I talked to her, she pointed out her left leg that looked burned, and she explained she had gotten in a bike accident and it had become infected. "I'm out of penicillin, the doctors didn't give me enough penicillin..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I asked her what she would like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I first thought to ask her about food, and she agreed to me getting some for her. She mentioned she'd just been eating a lot of garlic and peanut butter. She motioned to Kenneth, the guy, and told me to talk to him and see what would be good for her to eat. I met Kenneth, a person rough on the outside but sweet on the inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sandwiches, he said. And ice cream? I asked. Nah, you don't have to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;With a smile in my heart I paced around Thriftway stoked to be able to bless them. A few large sandwiches, apples and Haagen Daz bars later, I first went to Louise to give her the food. She thanked me and before I knew it I&amp;nbsp;was declaring&amp;nbsp;to her that the Lord loves her....that He wants her to know Him...that she has so much hope...(by this time I was sobbing..and that never happens)....that he is alive right now and listens to her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Right away, tears were flowing down her cheecks, although she tried to maintain a straight a face. "I grew up Catholic..." was one of the first things she said. She didn't have many words, but I could tell something shifted in her spirit. I asked if I could pray for her, and there on my knees I prayed for her, not caring about the strange looks I must have been getting. :-) She was crying some more. I wanted to give her my phone number, and we had a good laugh as I tried to get a pen out of my purse and found melted chocolate over everything (typical). As I gave it to her I also mentioned I live in Corvallis, go to OSU, and her eyes lit up a little before saying she and Kenneth go there for doctor appointments and such. I told her&amp;nbsp;to feel free to call me anytime, I'd love to see them again. We said goodbye and then I went over to Kenneth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I gave him his food, and sat down next to him. In similar fashion, I started pouring out the truth about the Lord to Him. He also started tearing up and trying to hold it in. He says he talks to God every day. But that sometimes he wonders if He hears him. Yay! A lie detected that I would get to shine His light on. I honestly can't remember what all I said, but I trust the Spirit was talking :-) He was also very thankful and he seemed excited that he might get to come visit sometime. I waved goodbye as I drove off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;About 12 minutes later, as I pulled up to my favorite beach, I looked over and noticed the bag with Louise's food! I was immediately bummed--I was so excited I forgot to leave the food! :-) Immediately I sped out of there and went back to the store to return the food. As I turned into the place where they were, my heart sank as I saw no sign of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I told God I wanted to see them again and to please help me find them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;About 5 minutes later, I saw a man in a wheelchair by the Thriftway. Well, maybe at least I can give it to someone. My heart was already aching thinking about just taking off with the food and Louise being disappointed. As I drew nearer, I saw it was Kenneth! I got excited and he said she was just going to come out of the store. Excitedly I called her name when she got out and I handed her the bag. It seemed like a wave of hope had hit her, praise the Lord. "I just wanted to say hi to you guys again!" I said with a laugh. We said goodbye and I ran off to the car (of course I had left my keys on the seat :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I arrived at the beach and my joy level was off the radar!!!! I was laughing, crying, yelling, singing and dancing&amp;nbsp;to the Lord. Felt so joyful to be used by Him, especially because I was so weak and He helped me. Such a small thing, but in a big way He increased hundred fold my faith and joy!&amp;nbsp; He was teaching me so much today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I enjoyed the {wonderful, Oregon, freezing} water and laid on my blanket as He taught me some more from the Word. (that's another post). Then I put on my running shoes and ran as the sunset joined me. It was exhilarating and the Lord was romancing me to no ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Here are some pics of tonight:&lt;/span&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/-r4PjljSTsTA/TlC5xJHfY8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/bVUV_h54ZiA/s1600/downsized_0820011917%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4PjljSTsTA/TlC5xJHfY8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/bVUV_h54ZiA/s320/downsized_0820011917%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&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/-0oIjhENrhNw/TlC5_RwT22I/AAAAAAAAAdk/cCovr05WqXY/s1600/0820012005%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0oIjhENrhNw/TlC5_RwT22I/AAAAAAAAAdk/cCovr05WqXY/s320/0820012005%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&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/-5g9a8k1EN4g/TlC6ZgxurpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cEFQYuZoVfA/s1600/0820011959%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5g9a8k1EN4g/TlC6ZgxurpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cEFQYuZoVfA/s320/0820011959%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Praying that He sends some more divine appointments my way; they are way too fun to pass up! :-) He is soo good, may He get all the glory and praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5474752287764530669?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5474752287764530669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/08/divine-appointment-in-newport.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5474752287764530669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5474752287764530669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/08/divine-appointment-in-newport.html' title='Divine appointment in Newport'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4PjljSTsTA/TlC5xJHfY8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/bVUV_h54ZiA/s72-c/downsized_0820011917%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7279258338638835465</id><published>2011-07-12T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:06:11.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Vases</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So Jesus has this beautiful light filled room in Heaven that has a shelf in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This shelf is chalk-full with a stunning array of different vases, each vase being a dream or desire&amp;nbsp;or vision of my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He doesn't forget about these vases, which is why the room is always lit with a warmish yellow glow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNDg7MO8S4I/ThzfbZFk09I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7jBCS3MzZ28/s1600/254586_10150205918943468_632478467_6760617_1434570_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is currently working in the garden outside the room, tending to the vast myriad of flowers, multi-colored, of course. He&amp;nbsp;joyfully and diligently prepares the flowers and bouquet that he yearns to fill the vases with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;shelf never lingers lonely enough to&amp;nbsp;accumulate dust.&amp;nbsp;The Father brushes it&amp;nbsp;off, beams with pride. An angel&amp;nbsp;visits the room, admiring the vases, which brings&amp;nbsp;Him more glory. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sometimes I feel that he has forgotten about my many empty vases---but this is far from the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a &lt;strong&gt;tree of life&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;{Proberbs 13:12}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The last week or so it has been overwhelming at times to feel such longing, especially to get married and for kids. Sometime it aches in the pit of my stomach. Sometimes I am confused. Frustrated. Bitter. Envious. Impatient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But lately I have been picturing my shelf, "Lily's Shelf" in the Lord's room where he has not forgotten a single thought of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!" {Psalm 139:17}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you see this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-size: 24pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #948a54; font-family: Queretaro; font-size: 28pt; mso-bidi-font-family: FreesiaUPC; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft YaHei&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Nollie Fe, Liv Sela, Kiam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-family: Queretaro; font-size: 28pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-family: Queretaro; font-size: 28pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-family: Queretaro; font-size: 28pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;de, Abel Jaem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-family: Queretaro; font-size: 28pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: #948a54; font-family: &amp;quot;lydeke Handwrithing&amp;quot;; font-size: 48pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-themecolor: background2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Nollie, Kiam, Liv and Abel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;on my computer screen, you know I have been dreaming about my future younguns! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;With that said, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have been enjoying basking in the Presence and Healing of my sweet Jesus. I know I have a long journey ahead of me, but today He wants to just enjoy the day with me! Ahhhh he has sooo much He just wants to bestow on me, let my heart be open to receive it in grace and faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Summer is going well. Busy but well. School, tree flagging, Breaking Free &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Beth Moore), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;good friends, weddings&amp;nbsp;and my banjo have been taking up a good chunk of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Here is a little update of my life through pictures (some a little older :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNDg7MO8S4I/ThzfbZFk09I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7jBCS3MzZ28/s320/254586_10150205918943468_632478467_6760617_1434570_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTKmzScH7BY/ThzcgeHlrjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PMUMZ9BW6Qs/s1600/S7303562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTKmzScH7BY/ThzcgeHlrjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PMUMZ9BW6Qs/s320/S7303562.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZJWN8a6U7s/ThzffWWCMfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/O7E9phf2s6Y/s1600/S7303501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZJWN8a6U7s/ThzffWWCMfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/O7E9phf2s6Y/s320/S7303501.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HC7kg4ZHecw/Thzcmu53WmI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/opZ_i_5impU/s1600/S7303537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HC7kg4ZHecw/Thzcmu53WmI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/opZ_i_5impU/s320/S7303537.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0zb3YTiB7AY/Thzcshn4JTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7KiWdzzWYTo/s1600/S7303513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0zb3YTiB7AY/Thzcshn4JTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7KiWdzzWYTo/s320/S7303513.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Lord is relentless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, back to procrastinating! :-)&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/8897397639817659157-7279258338638835465?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7279258338638835465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/07/precious-vases.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7279258338638835465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7279258338638835465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/07/precious-vases.html' title='Precious Vases'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNDg7MO8S4I/ThzfbZFk09I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7jBCS3MzZ28/s72-c/254586_10150205918943468_632478467_6760617_1434570_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2405472759237094037</id><published>2011-06-20T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:31:53.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't you worry honey, life is more than just money..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was walking back from Freddy's today and was consumed with thoughts of&amp;nbsp;worry about $$ and how I was going to be able to pay x about of expenses. Then I listened for a sec and heard the Lord sing&amp;nbsp;over me&amp;nbsp;"Don't you worry honey..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I got all settled in at Charis last night with my friend Rebes in our new room and we went grocery shopping for the first time as independents. So weird. Anyway, although the Lord has been SOO generous and good in providing a job for me, at least till mid July (more details later!), there are still a lot of holes to be filled financially, especially with school stuff,&amp;nbsp;and just thinking about Israel stresses me out. I don't want to live day-to-day in stress and fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It seems He keeps bringing me back to Matthew 6 like every day. Today He zoomed in on the part that says &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Your heavenly Father already knows all your needs..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(vs. 31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Nothing I ask or tell Him shocks or overwhelms Him. Disappoints Him. Puts a load on Him that He can't bear. Why do I have so little faith?! His eyes pierces through my life to the needs and desires &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;can't even fathom. I know He journals about my life every day, His thoughts outnumber the grains of sand...surely He has some solutions up His sleeve! Surely He is my Shepherd and my Daddy and my Portion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I wonder if I will ever get this lesson down pat or if every time, He will need to teach me to trust. Either way, I am&amp;nbsp;trying to live out &lt;strong&gt;"So don't&amp;nbsp;worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own&amp;nbsp;worries. Today's trouble is enough for today."&amp;nbsp;(Matt 6:34)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On the bright side, I am already enjoying living here and I KNOW that it&amp;nbsp;is a summer of intense growth, discipline, healthy habits and also fun and enjoying my favorite season of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My bed calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2405472759237094037?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2405472759237094037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-you-worry-honey-life-is-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2405472759237094037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2405472759237094037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-you-worry-honey-life-is-more-than.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t you worry honey, life is more than just money...&quot;'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3280630078937863673</id><published>2011-06-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:07:15.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I need to procrastinate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I will give you an update! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow, I will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;take my last final, finish my last paper and&amp;nbsp;be done with school!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;go home to see my grandma from Texas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;turn in my ISRAEL DEPOSIT!! (thank you LORD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Wednesday, I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;turn around and go BACK to Corvallis, because I will be talking to the OWNER OF COLD STONE :-) Please pray for favor! I am completely amazed at the Lord's timing in provision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;come back to Portland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Friday, I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;see my cousin and best friend graduate high school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;meet my baby cousin Mia (and spend more time with fam)!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It is a good and full week. Thank you for all the prayers that have been sent out on my behalf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3280630078937863673?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3280630078937863673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-i-need-to-procrastinate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3280630078937863673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3280630078937863673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-i-need-to-procrastinate.html' title='Because I need to procrastinate...'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1045201199525602218</id><published>2011-05-28T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:24:04.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SOO much has been going on lately...so many thoughts, so many revelations, so many ups and downs....I thought I would just express the ones that come to mind first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-I'm finding myself right before dead week, feeling DEAD! Granted, I am taking 18 credits, but let's just say my to do list is one whole page long, and one item is "10 page research Spanish paper"....however, just 10 more days till relative freedom! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-I've been meditating on what true beauty really is and looks like. I've been striving to look into my heart more often than in the mirror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Jordan and I prayed for Blanca on Thursday (our last day volunteering of the term) for her back that was seriously injured in an accident years ago and for eating allergies that makes everything cause her stomach to hurt. She was grateful and open to us praying for her, and although we haven't heard anything yet, I know Jesus is going to start/continue to captivate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-I've been convicted of how I haven't been using my most basic gifts this year-- some, for a long time, some, for months. Including: just sitting down with an instrument and making music, my own song to the Lord....writing poems.....etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-I just want to KNOW THE LORD. Funny how years go by of "knowing the Lord" and yet you get to a place where you just WANT TO KNOW THE LORD. Maybe I'm the only one. I've also been strongly convicted of leaning heavily on others' revelations, stories, blogs, encounters, talents, and not making my relationship with the Lord my own. BAM. "&lt;strong&gt;Draw near to the Lord&lt;/strong&gt; and He will draw near to you." So simple, yet so often I miss that. I told someone the other day how I just want to have an adventure everyday with Jesus, no matter where it is or what I'm doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Pretty positive I am going to Israel :-) :-) please continue praying for peace and provision!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Excited about rooming with one of my best friends, Rebes, again this summer! I have seen the Lord transform her life SOO much just in this year it is amazing to watch. Her love and joy for the Lord is so contagious...I am grateful to have a genuine friend like her--she is defnitely one of those I always prayed for! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4S8SwiKUaQ/TeHdriHKapI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aRdoj0mYWGQ/s1600/geepee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4S8SwiKUaQ/TeHdriHKapI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aRdoj0mYWGQ/s320/geepee.jpg" t8="true" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Rebes and I at Garden Party, one week ago)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Taking on more responsibilites for management...realizing more and more how stretched I will be! But also doing things that a year ago I would have been terrified of doing. The Lord is good and knows my limitations. I am so blessed though, to be doing this with my best friend Jules and we have already grown a lot closer through it.&amp;nbsp;We are praying about studying spiritual gifts next year. (last year was Galatians-Colossians, this year was women of the Bible, etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Also, I will be kind of leading a summer small group with Rebes&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;summer for girls that are staying here (and there are many!) We will be doing the Breaking Free study!! Part of me is scared because I know how intense it is, but I know that it will be soo good and....freeing. I really need to be challenged this summer and grow a lot....and be prepared for the things He's gonna call me to next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Feeling somewhat hopeless again about future husband, but at the same time not really dwelling on it. Part of me knows that he has to come sooner or later because of all the prayers that are forwarded to God on our behalf :-) Lately, I've really just been aching to have kids. My 21st birthday is next month and already I am feeling older, haha. I am so grateful for how the Lord is protecting me, though. I am grateful that I know WHY I am single. I am grateful that I am so grateful for Charis and that even now I am looking forward to all the new friendships I will make next year in my last year here. I am grateful I get to have fun every single day here, and get poured into and get to pour into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Adding onto that, so often i have prayed for my future husband and that God will be working in him. When I was on a bike ride the other day, God gently said, "what if it's YOU I'm waiting for?"&amp;nbsp; (not him). That was humbling. I still have so much healing and maturing to do. Also in the times when i would think of what my future husb would be like or what he would do for me, I have been stopping and thinking of ways that I could serve him or bless him. It is much more joyous and freeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Looking forward to getting a banjo this summer (Lord willing! :) I have already had so many bits of songs run through my head, and I think, that would be so perfect for the banjo! There are times when I think, music is what I need to do the rest of my life. Feeling overwhelmed at times with my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-On that note, I've been feeling exceptionally foreign-country sick lately. I wish I had a problem with homesickness, but it is always the other. Just today my heart has longed to be in Costa Rica, Mexico, Florida, New Mexico, Alaska, Honduras, Cuba&amp;nbsp;and Norway. It is so hard to think about so many opportunities, so many places, and wanting to do them ALL. Meet every single person, visit every single town. It overwhelms me consistently and I hope it's something He will free me from. Even thinking about going to Israel next spring break, part of me is thinking, "Why am I not going back to Costa Rica? I told them I'd visit as soon as possible..."&amp;nbsp; Then there's YWAM...which i KNOW i need to go to, but I have no idea when. Soo..you get the point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Excited to see Oma, my grandma in two weeks after 2 years of not seeing her! Also to finally get to meet my Mia girl in 2 weeks for Milly's graduation!!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4H-MkQxVpg/TeHmQ-lifgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9g00Y9H5Drc/s1600/IMG958872%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4H-MkQxVpg/TeHmQ-lifgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9g00Y9H5Drc/s320/IMG958872%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Well, that's probably quite enough of my heart right there! ;-) Better write another page before I go to bed. Thanks for reading this, and may you be blessed. &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/8897397639817659157-1045201199525602218?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1045201199525602218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/stream-of-consciousness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1045201199525602218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1045201199525602218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/stream-of-consciousness.html' title='Stream of Consciousness'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4S8SwiKUaQ/TeHdriHKapI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aRdoj0mYWGQ/s72-c/geepee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3759422682841155396</id><published>2011-05-20T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:32:44.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Through my volunteering experience, I have met a wonderful, beautiful woman named *Ariana from El Salvador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The first time I tutored her in English was a little over a month ago, and we got to talking about her story (with many difficult parts) and I felt such an overwhelming, heavy burden for her. I sensed opression and hurt. We also talked about her beliefs, and how she and her husband started going to a Gnostic group...it seems a little similar to Buddhism..she talked about how it was "so hard". Talked about mantras and weird prayers and dying to your self. There was then a pause and I felt I HAD to share..that Jesus had to overflow into my words! I got to briefly describe the relationship I have with Jesus and how it has given me life and love and peace. It was one of the few times I have taken the opportunity to just simply share about my life with a non-believer--and it just came out, naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ariana is 26, has been married for 10, has a few Salvadoreno friends here, but spends quite a bit of time alone. That is about to change! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I then saw her again two weeks ago and I ended up mentioning Cold Stone somehow and she said how she'd never been there. Well anyways, tonight we went!! It was so beautiful...we had no problems talking (Spanish and English, of course :-) and it felt like such an honor to spend time with her even though she was thanking me profusely for everything. She already feels like a good friend. We have plans lined up for going to the movies, going to Pastini's where she works, going bike riding this summer, practicing my Spanish with her this summer (and vice versa), teaching her to knit, cooking Salvadorena food, even talking about her future kids that will hopefully be coming soon :) All this to say, I feel like we will be friends for a long time and that God put me in her life (and hers in mine) for a reason. I do not see her as a project or my "mission". All I know is that I'm supposed to, and that I yearn to love her with the love of Christ and that He will use me according to His will. And He is always faithful to give me the words. I started tearing up on the way home tonight just being so humbled that He could use me to be the person in her life to give her hope, and a taste of Jesus. I am so incapable on my own. ANYWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OHhhh...how could I forget. So you probably know I have been praying big time for a job this summer...anyways I was telling her about it today. She said very casually that it would probably be no problem to get me&amp;nbsp;a job at Pastini's where she works. AND Qdoba, which is one of the top places I would love to work, because she also has a friend that works there! And I applied at a nearby Craft Store today because the opportunity arose and that also seems promising. I feel like today has been one big "HA!" from Jesus to all the doubts and insecurities I had about His providing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyways, i am one fufilled girl today...rejoicing in His goodness. Looking forward to what tomorrow brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;*name changed for privacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3759422682841155396?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3759422682841155396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/ariana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3759422682841155396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3759422682841155396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/ariana.html' title='Ariana'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1308917492968125614</id><published>2011-04-26T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:27:08.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got extremely exciting news yesterday that I PASSED my math re-take test!!!!! Now I can apply for the double degree program in June like I'm supposed to....phew, what a relief! The Lord is so faithful. I&amp;nbsp; knew, driving to Portland to take the test, that He told me it would be fine and that He would give me favor. Wow, He is so gracious. And not only that, but I got a higher score than my writing score! (which NEVER happens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;His love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That's all for now, must get back to studying. Blessings~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-1308917492968125614?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1308917492968125614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1308917492968125614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1308917492968125614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/pass.html' title='PASS!'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6079410550345023199</id><published>2011-04-20T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:02:38.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K- Two More Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes I have no words and just songs, like today. I have been listening to these two nonstop, and they're definitely worth the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/9Drk-I-OCDM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Drk-I-OCDM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Drk-I-OCDM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You've got a hold on me Jesus! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Fv48ENB2XXU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fv48ENB2XXU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fv48ENB2XXU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Without Your presence I'm not living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ahhhh......&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/8897397639817659157-6079410550345023199?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6079410550345023199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/k-two-more-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6079410550345023199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6079410550345023199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/k-two-more-songs.html' title='K- Two More Songs'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-20755259743254453</id><published>2011-04-15T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:55:32.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lovin this song today.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/JO1UfswSq4g/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JO1UfswSq4g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JO1UfswSq4g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Be refreshed in the joy of the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Strike the strings on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I’ll sing your melodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A hymn of love, songs of blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Spilling from my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And all of my praises, whoa oh oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Belong to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pluck my heart like a harp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And sing salvations song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your praises fill the air I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;With the sweetest melodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And all of my praises belong to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-20755259743254453?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/20755259743254453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/fresh-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/20755259743254453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/20755259743254453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/fresh-song.html' title='Fresh Song'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-762280242638979245</id><published>2011-04-13T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:15:28.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conflict of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's a lot of things swirling in my brain right now, but I've had one "issue"&amp;nbsp;particular coming to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Weep with those who weep, rejoice with those who rejoice..." (Somewhere in the NT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So many times I have been the victim, the self-pitying one that is envious of other people's joys. Many times. I am generally pretty good at rejoicing with them, even if I have to stare into my own pit afterwards. I love rejoicing when me and a friend are both in a "great" stage in life (I say "great" because I'm learning even the worst days God makes great..) &lt;strong&gt;The one I have been struggeling with&lt;/strong&gt; lately is when everyone around me seems to be in a pit and I seem like the only one in the world to possess joy. {This is not meant&amp;nbsp;to sound arrogant at all...like I said i've had my fair share of pits!} I tend to feel guilty when I share the awesome things Jesus is doing and saying in my life, and also if my prayer requests are more light hearted. I don't want to put my sister in Christ in a potential place of being envious or frustrated, etc. How do I both empathize and pour into a sister that is "in the pit" AND be honest about where I'm at without tension? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When it gets really bad, I start to question if I really do have joy and if it's ok. HA. Yes, that's where the enemy must come in. I am CALLED to have inexpressible joy....a deep joy that does not wither with circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy&lt;/span&gt;." -1 Pet. 1:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Lord is slowly teaching me things but I would also love any wisdom. I'm sensing humility is a key word and having the willingness to bear one another's burdens, while letting God's joy within me overflow and uplift that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, back to studying.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-762280242638979245?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/762280242638979245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/conflict-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/762280242638979245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/762280242638979245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/conflict-of-joy.html' title='The Conflict of Joy'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5881826365776457196</id><published>2011-04-05T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:39:10.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone must have been praying for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;today because I was PRODUCTIVE and MANAGED MY TIME and did not fell bound to things that waste time! It's such a good feeling, maybe this will stick around for a while! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;21 credits, day 7 and I'm still alive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Lord is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5881826365776457196?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5881826365776457196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/someone-must-have-been-praying-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5881826365776457196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5881826365776457196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/someone-must-have-been-praying-for-me.html' title='Someone must have been praying for me'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8589615324211541067</id><published>2011-03-27T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:52:38.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saw this the other day....doesn't it remind you of the childlike faith we are to have?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/zwwpwY4lyOo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwwpwY4lyOo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwwpwY4lyOo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I survived San Fran and I am more than happy&amp;nbsp;to be back and to undertake this crazy term! The Lord showed me a lot over break and though it is not all easy stuff I am going through right now, I am learning to not dwell on the problems, the crap, the sin, the stress, the worries....and focus on HIM and who He is and what HE can do. It makes a world of a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I thought it would be an appropriate time to bring up my life verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Psalm 73:21-26 NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"Then I realized that my heart was bitter, and I was all torn up inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I was so foolish and ignorant-I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;YET I STILL BELONG TO YOU. You hold my right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You guide me with your counsel, leading me to a GLORIOUS DESTINY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but God remains the strength of my heart; HE IS MINE FOREVER."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is ours forever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8589615324211541067?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8589615324211541067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8589615324211541067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8589615324211541067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/cute.html' title='CUTE!'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1084455658766375830</id><published>2011-03-21T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:59:18.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So much that I could say...here are some snippets in the life of Susannah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Missing my future husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Struggeling with trusting God about said man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Heard a little song snippet in my head in&amp;nbsp;the shower today that went something like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss You too much when I go a day without coming to You~'cuz&amp;nbsp;a day is too long when Your air fills my lungs and You made me, and You're madly in love with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Sat down the other day with the Word and Jesus told me to read Jonah. It shocked me how many similarities there were between us--I feel like sometimes I want to run away from my Ninevah (Corvallis) and the Lord has recently been challenging the heart I have for students here. Am I passionate to see His mercy and grace and love save these people, or do I just want to see them "get what they deserve" for all the sin I see that entangles them!&amp;nbsp;WOW. Ok, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Starting to plan some good ideas for next year--although the reality hasn't fully set in&amp;nbsp;yet (thank you Jesus for protecting me from going insane already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;||| Missing Costa Rica A LOT....am so itching to leave the country again. Also, missing&amp;nbsp;Mexico&amp;nbsp;A LOT as I was there this&amp;nbsp;time last year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Getting more and&amp;nbsp;more excited to hopefully stay in Corvallis this summer....to take a few classes, work, live under one roof, fellowship with wonderful friends, bike ride every day, soak in the sun, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Also getting excited for my crazy term next year, as crazy as that sounds. I'm mainly excited for my volunteer hours, which 4.5 hrs of the week will be spent at the nearby HS tutoring ESL students. Also, the class is great, which is about 17 of us, and Jordan my friend will also be in it, as well as two other awesome Christian girls. I'm praying the Lord will use us in great ways to share God's love. Also, roughly half the class is Hispanic so I always love that. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;Learning that sometimes I think catching up on people's awesome journeys with Jesus=having my own adventure with Jesus. I'm learning that can&amp;nbsp;"feel legit"&amp;nbsp;but when I look at the foundation it is weak. We're working on that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;|||&amp;nbsp;On a more random note, I am leaving for&amp;nbsp;San Fran&amp;nbsp;in about 3 hours; I should be sleeping but my stubborn self wanted to stay up until we left :-) Going with Dad, Bev and Miles. Should be fun but please pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, I might as well get an hour or two of sleep...;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Love you all and may you experience more of the Lord's grace today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-1084455658766375830?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1084455658766375830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/snippets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1084455658766375830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1084455658766375830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/snippets.html' title='Snippets'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3265213353380128208</id><published>2011-03-14T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:02:17.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WYxSmsY_F6M/TX7GUpJjsjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ODJ9fqmAOa8/s1600/us.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WYxSmsY_F6M/TX7GUpJjsjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ODJ9fqmAOa8/s320/us.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(me and Julie, 2 years ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it is indeed confirmed that we are set out to journey together managing Charis next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It is going to be a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A little nervous? Check. A lot excited? Check. A little fearful? Check.&amp;nbsp;Fully trusting in God? Check.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Check, check, check. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So much more to say, but I am blown away by how the Lord has worked in our lives even just this year in preparing us and I know that He his faithful to complete His work through us, as scary as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Getting some good ideas churned up! :-) Thank you for your prayers. Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3265213353380128208?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3265213353380128208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3265213353380128208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3265213353380128208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprise.html' title='Surprise...'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WYxSmsY_F6M/TX7GUpJjsjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ODJ9fqmAOa8/s72-c/us.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2221615977328148826</id><published>2011-03-09T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T15:21:27.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Hear Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my all-time favorite song right now. So simple, so powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/mohyR5xowFw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mohyR5xowFw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mohyR5xowFw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Please keep me in your prayers this week as details concerning next year are coming into place. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Have GREAT Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2221615977328148826?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2221615977328148826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/must-hear-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2221615977328148826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2221615977328148826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/must-hear-song.html' title='Must Hear Song'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2831765801218921619</id><published>2011-03-01T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:16:33.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulfillment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I checked out the place I'll be volunteering next term (for a Spanish class, but at a Christian organization) and started teaching English to Hispanic adults, mainly new immigrants....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;my heart was complete! :-) Especially when they started calling me "Susan" (nickname for Susana in the latin american world) and thanking me at the end when I just wanted to thank them. I am so blessed. Also the awesome woman that directs this ministry/program/whatev and gives me rides there knows a ton of people I do, including several of my best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyways, I am so excited............it will be stretching and a little awkward at times and out of my comfort zone, but I am soo ready for it. Also, for the rest of my hours, I'll probably be helping teach ESL classes at the nearby high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thank you Lord for the passions and gifting you have given me so I can give glory back to YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2831765801218921619?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2831765801218921619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/fulfillment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2831765801218921619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2831765801218921619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/fulfillment.html' title='Fulfillment'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5741042418061737629</id><published>2011-02-25T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:30:22.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Famous Question, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have heard this my whole life, and I've heard it about three times this week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How are you ever going to be a mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Brought on my faintheartedness and dizziness, grimacing and the&amp;nbsp;sort when I hear or see something that borders something medical...all my friends, at least my good ones, know to just not talk about those things around me (or at least warn me to plug my ears). The newer ones ask the Famous Question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yah, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I know one thing for sure that my husband better be good with that kind of stuff! :-)&amp;nbsp;It is honestly a fear and dread and pain that looms in my heart when I look to the future. I want to be there for my kids and protect them. But this is something that I am not to worry about now and when and if that time comes, the Lord will take care of it...and I will surrender the fear to Him daily and live from Him daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That's the answer folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Learning what a beautiful thing it is to just trust &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FOR THE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I don't feel like the Lord has ever asked me to give up something in surrender, &lt;em&gt;for the rest of my life, for a year, &lt;/em&gt;or even &lt;em&gt;for this week. &lt;/em&gt;Many times he just wants me to trust him FOR THE DAY. This brings me so much peace and joy. It also gives me an opportunity to come to Him and rely on Him for something. There are so many things I must offer up in re-surrender to Him daily...much of the time regarding my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-a2TPf02OujM/TWhVdQ6Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/y-lIk1Xu0bY/s1600/whaaaat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-a2TPf02OujM/TWhVdQ6Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/y-lIk1Xu0bY/s320/whaaaat.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my Mia doll, my sweet little cousin/niece whom I have yet to meet but already have so much love for. My heart is aching to see them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have decided to take 21 credits next term and just feel the most peace about that. I know it will be crazy but honestly I'm excited for a little challenge&amp;nbsp;and to see Jesus come through and help me. I'm still wanting to stay here (in Corvallis) for the summer and work.....so we'll see if the Lord agrees and that will be something fun to look forward to. My first summer "away from home". But I shouldn't be talking too fast. There's still snow on the ground ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Lord has already been providing for me in crazy random ways. From a check in the mail that was from several months ago for underpaid nannying, to babysitting tonight randomly, and not to mention all the blessings my wonderful friends bestow on me. I am so blessed and grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I leave you with one of my most favorite songs right now! Kinda a different sound but I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is ALWAYS FAITHFUL, ALWAYS GOOD! That is a reason to always have joy in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Happy Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/rpATmuPr84Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpATmuPr84Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpATmuPr84Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8897397639817659157-5741042418061737629?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5741042418061737629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/famous-question-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5741042418061737629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5741042418061737629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/famous-question-etc.html' title='The Famous Question, etc.'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-a2TPf02OujM/TWhVdQ6Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/y-lIk1Xu0bY/s72-c/whaaaat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3290874521169957090</id><published>2011-02-22T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:30:57.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got some big (ish) decisions to make soon regarding school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Basically either I take 21 credits next term (and go a little crazy)&amp;nbsp;and apply for the double-degree program in June, and finish school "on time" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Not try to kill myself&amp;nbsp;next term and take 18 credits, take one class during the summer (stay in Corvallis), get a job, apply late and go at least another term of school (more $).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I would like to do the latter, but I feel as if I might need to do the first. I'm going to be praying about it/sleeping on it but I register tomorrow. I will probably register for all of them and drop the one if I can later and revert to option # 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please be praying with me for wisdom, clarity, guidance.....thank you prayer warriors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3290874521169957090?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3290874521169957090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/please-pray.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3290874521169957090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3290874521169957090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7973481738694944751</id><published>2011-02-15T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T12:45:45.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoicing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rejoicing because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;fog has LIFTED and among many awesome things that have been happening, I feel such freedom and joy that I felt I haven't had for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Even cooler, our house as a whole is getting lit on fire big time by the Holy Spirit and amazing stuff is happening. Last Friday we had an all-nighter in the prayer room in the basement and we stayed up till 4 worshipping and praying and painting and song writing and reading and communing. Holy Spirit came and ministered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sunday night, there was another gathering of us girls in the prayer room. A few girls had prompted it to pray for direction for the house and the battle we feel like we're in, and the vision/path we're starting to walk in. It grew into about 8 of us praying individually for each other, praying specifically for each person's giftings and the Lord also&amp;nbsp;bringing much&amp;nbsp;healing and deliverance and freedom! Everyone was speaking prophetic words to each other, and the Spirit came SO thickly. (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One girl in particular was really shaken up (in a good way). She had some bonds broken she'd had her whole life, and her tears washed away literally all her makeup which symbolized to her that the Lord had made her clean and pure and new. I've seen dramatic transformation in her just in the last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It was a beautiful time and we're having another all nighter this Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Soo thankful for this house and these girls and their desire to press on with me for more things of the Lord and to go deeper and deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thankful that He has taken away so much man-pleasing spirit and fear and&amp;nbsp;replaced it with boldness, vulnerability, freedom, joy, discernment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So much more to talk about but I gotta cut it off now! Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7973481738694944751?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7973481738694944751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/rejoicing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7973481738694944751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7973481738694944751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/rejoicing.html' title='Rejoicing'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3456083767003453374</id><published>2011-02-07T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T22:10:01.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuggets for this Single Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you didn't read my last post, I'm reading through &lt;em&gt;Passion and Purity&lt;/em&gt; by Elisabeth Elliot and I have been gleaning some pretty eye-opening nuggets that I've been needing to hear.&amp;nbsp; Here are some of the best quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Wherever you are, be all there." -Jim Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living." -Jim Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Different ways to accept loneliness/plans that are not our own:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Rebellion- if this is the will of God for me now, He doesn't love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Rejection- if this is what God is giving me, I won't have any part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Faith- God knows exactly what He's doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Acceptance- He loves me; He plans good thigns for me; I'll take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"Every reminder that aroused a longing had to be offered up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Goooood stuff for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3456083767003453374?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3456083767003453374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/nuggets-for-this-single-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3456083767003453374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3456083767003453374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/nuggets-for-this-single-girl.html' title='Nuggets for this Single Girl'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7091900822921552973</id><published>2011-02-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T19:48:51.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elisabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the past day and a half I have been devouring Elisabeth Elliot's &lt;u&gt;Passion and Purity&lt;/u&gt; and her and Jim's life have been BLOWING ME AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Honestly, it just really makes me evaluate my life, my faith. Not compare it, but evaluate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm sure everyone knows their story so I won't go into detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just cannot imagine having your husband die, that you finally got to marry just a few years before, with a 10 month old baby. I can't imagine STAYING nearby and meeting an "ex-Auca" woman and learning Quichua from her, I can't imagine being invited back to the very forest and tribe that killed your husband, and forgiving them and loving them and pressing on so they might know the Good News. I can't imagine translating the Bible for the first time in a new language, and seeing such transformation that they no longer call themselves "the savage" anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want to press on to have such a real, tangible relationship with my Jesus and to have such a faith that I would be gladly willing to die for Him. I would love to say with all my heart that that's where I'm at (much like Peter said he would when Jesus told him he would deny Him three times) but honestly, I don't think I'm there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I feel like the fog is slowly lifting and I've been hearing some good things from the Lord, getting a few melodies/songs in my head, etc. More on that later......must go for now but just wanted to say how my world is being rocked right now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7091900822921552973?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7091900822921552973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/elisabeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7091900822921552973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7091900822921552973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/elisabeth.html' title='Elisabeth'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-523421332677799096</id><published>2011-01-29T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T20:15:30.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today my brother and his friend came down for a visit and we went on a hike to the nearby Mary's Peak, the highest point on the coast range. Although part of it was foggy, it was a SPLENDID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; view and you could even see part of the ocean. I was just so captivated by the Lord today and I had asked Him to do that this morning. He knows how to get to me. During the hike it was a great time of affirmation from the Lord, of praising Him, of confession and of dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Before I give you some shots of the day, I wanted to share how I woke up this morning, still half &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;asleep, thinking about Zacchaeus out of all people. I had never felt a strong relevance to that story until I woke up this morning. It is AMAZING to me how Jesus specifically sought out the tax collector, perhaps the "worst of sinners". He pursued him, wanted to dine in his home...above all the others he could have chosen. He didn't want him to hide anymore. Just being in His presence, Zacchaeus was transformed and immediately set about to changing his life. Jesus says &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"For the Son of Man came to seek and save those who are lost."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;AMEN...ahhhhh....so beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTkxG5s5VI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RCM3gAp28mg/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTkxG5s5VI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RCM3gAp28mg/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk3g6nLdI/AAAAAAAAAck/x961rmBe4yU/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk3g6nLdI/AAAAAAAAAck/x961rmBe4yU/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+025.JPG" width="320" /&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk9UYl6GI/AAAAAAAAAco/lJyF4g9Nz10/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk9UYl6GI/AAAAAAAAAco/lJyF4g9Nz10/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+033.JPG" width="320" /&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk_-LjbrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/icEB4ssg-iY/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTk_-LjbrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/icEB4ssg-iY/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+034.JPG" width="320" /&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTlDMS677I/AAAAAAAAAcw/b25YxUUPRn0/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTlDMS677I/AAAAAAAAAcw/b25YxUUPRn0/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+039.JPG" width="320" /&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTlFKO6oyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ycvtpbUkXzo/s1600/PEAK+OF+MARY+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTlFKO6oyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ycvtpbUkXzo/s320/PEAK+OF+MARY+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿I have realized that when I spend time in His beauty, I want to be more like Him. There is no possible way to stop that desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well that's it for now...blessings!!&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/8897397639817659157-523421332677799096?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/523421332677799096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/beauty-of-lord.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/523421332677799096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/523421332677799096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/beauty-of-lord.html' title='The Beauty of the Lord'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TUTkxG5s5VI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RCM3gAp28mg/s72-c/PEAK+OF+MARY+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-9097855476755649061</id><published>2011-01-25T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:28:14.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kind of feeling like this--in a season of this--right now.&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TT-ScBhSL-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/o-6M5J10pVY/s1600/fog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TT-ScBhSL-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/o-6M5J10pVY/s320/fog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was walking home last night by myself from the gym and I was trying to dialogue with the Lord and I felt my mind was numb...and it has been numb for a long time I realized. Even my emotions, and my very heart seemed hazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though I wasn't hearing very clearly from the Lord, ironically I heard that I was in a foggy season. And what do I know, I look up and the sky is all foggy, but just in the general area above me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I also heard that this time is supposed to test my endurance and persevearance, and that it will expose my foundation and build/rebuild it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Please keep me in your prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-9097855476755649061?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9097855476755649061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-fog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/9097855476755649061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/9097855476755649061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-fog.html' title='In a Fog'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TT-ScBhSL-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/o-6M5J10pVY/s72-c/fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-126367031676024291</id><published>2011-01-22T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:00:45.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stickin' With It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Sue Ellen Francisco&amp;quot;; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is kind of embarassing, but I have a natural tendency to just wanna quit sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Sue Ellen Francisco&amp;quot;; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Like earlier this year when I dropped the GEO 300 class because that first paper was just too much for me and I was too overwhelmed. Drop Class CLICK! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Sue Ellen Francisco&amp;quot;; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And how I felt today when I walked out of that building after taking the CBEST (one of the tests to get my teaching license) with the knowledge that I have to retake the math portion. I literally thought to myself--am I really smart enough to be a teacher? Am I being ridiculous, should I choose something else? Am I hearing right from God? I HATE MATH! It's one of those stories I can picture telling to my daughter when she's older and going through something similar, and I tell her, "Sometimes, you just have to stick with it, even though it's not fun or easy...it is worth it in the end." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Sue Ellen Francisco&amp;quot;; font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I am gritting my teeth and retaking the math part on April 9th (which is NON-CALCULATOR I might add!!) because I know that someday the Lord will help me to be an awesome teacher and change lives. For the record I'm not changing my major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sue Ellen Francisco; font-size: large;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sue Ellen Francisco; font-size: large;"&gt;The Lord carried me back home with one of the most ravishing sunsets I'd ever seen, and as some tears ran down with all kinds of emotions twirling in my heart, not just from the test, I could almost see him pull out his little bottle and catch them one by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sue Ellen Francisco; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is good and continues to win me over with His love. This is my favorite verse right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the mountains and the hills before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;shall break forth into singing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the trees of the field shall clap their hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 55:12 {ESV}&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers, it really means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;{Suse}&lt;br /&gt;PS Some pics from a little shoot I did with my little sister Ximena in Costa Rica. Missing her/it/them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TTulce3j6MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TLh0kbLhrtw/s1600/crshoot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TTulce3j6MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TLh0kbLhrtw/s320/crshoot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TTuh_mdsXmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YFmyzEBBTnc/s1600/crshoot4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TTuh_mdsXmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YFmyzEBBTnc/s320/crshoot4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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With It'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TTulce3j6MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TLh0kbLhrtw/s72-c/crshoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8139407578894866141</id><published>2011-01-18T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:15:11.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Checkin' In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;not a whole lot of things have happened lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;here are a few things though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;+ I started working in my kindergarten class last week and I am LOVING it! it is so much fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;+ Praise the Lord, I am feeling MUCH less stressed out and am staying on top of school and such for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;+I volunteered to give a presentation in a Spanish class about Costa Rica, so i have been putting together&amp;nbsp;a slideshow...wow how it makes me miss the place! it is also cool to see how Jesus has helped me overcome my fear of speaking in front of people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;+I am attempting to be healthier in my diet and have set up some general rules for myself....please pray self-control and persevearance for me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;+ I have a big test coming up this Saturday for education so i can move on to the next level of my degree! please pray that i have times to study and that it goes well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Well that's about it for now...back to the homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Margarosa&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;The Lord has been faithful.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8139407578894866141?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8139407578894866141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-checkin-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8139407578894866141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8139407578894866141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-checkin-in.html' title='Just Checkin&apos; In...'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4152549694040777409</id><published>2011-01-09T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T15:15:21.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B A L A N C E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Already up to my neck in 16 credits of overwhelming stress, I am learning I need to learn to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;balance&lt;/span&gt; my life better. I tend to be an all-or-nothing kind of girl. LOTS OF EXERCISE. NO EXERCISE. GOOD TERM, BAD TERM. HEALTHY OR UNHEALTHY. PROCRASTINATION OR STRAIGHT A's. QUIET TIME OR NO QUIET TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In every sense of the word, I just need balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;How do I balance when my whole world is being rocked by this institution called school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In working out, in eating habits, in friendships, in real conversations, in my short-but sweet times just with Jesus, in my activities, in finance, in computer time, in taking care of myself, in studying and more, I have been challenged with &lt;strong&gt;balance. &lt;/strong&gt;There are things I tend to sell myself short on when I get super busy and stressed, and other things I do way too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have said before "If I can survive through this term, I can get through anything." However, I want it to be a term where I see the Lord's power, provision, strength and peace come through and change my whole perspective. I am eager to practice diligence and doing everything unto Him. I am not looking forward to&amp;nbsp;juggeling microbiology, teaching practicum and 3 difficult Spanish classes, but I am looking forward to needing Him so heavily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please be praying if you think about it. I've been listening to this lovely, powerful song to help me stay focused on Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-liS9e2IY8&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-liS9e2IY8&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Blessings to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4152549694040777409?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4152549694040777409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/b-l-n-c-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4152549694040777409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4152549694040777409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/b-l-n-c-e.html' title='B A L A N C E'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7572777768936519834</id><published>2011-01-03T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T19:53:03.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fun story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;so this winter break I had a random dream where a girl in my house (I don't know super well) got engaged to her boyfriend. I hadn't been thinking about them at ALL or anything. I texted my friend/house manager and told her about it, randomly. She replied, "you are kidding me! I was literally thinking about them an hour ago and was praying for them!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, sure enough, tonight we had a ring ceremony! (a Charis tradition when a girl gets engaged) and they are engaged!&amp;nbsp;I found out tonight that my friend had actually had a dream about them the same night that I did!! The engaged girl was totally excited when she found out about our dreams....kinda funny that I knew like 11 days before her! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This isn't the first time something like this has happened and I'm praying for the Lord to increase any gifting in the prophetic.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;MORE dreams, Lord!!!! You are so fun and good...you care about details we wouldn't even think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Good to be back at Charis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7572777768936519834?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7572777768936519834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreams-and-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7572777768936519834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7572777768936519834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreams-and-things.html' title='Dreams and Things'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1861809071148001133</id><published>2010-12-31T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:41:49.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wish it &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; 16 hours till Corvallis, or a $16 Starbucks card, or 16 brothers and sisters, or nieces and nephews, or 16 people I shared the gospel with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but alas, it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;16 cavities....of different levels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This made for an awful day yesterday...as my dad lectured me in the car how we don't have $2000 out of pocket money for this...you need to care about your teeth more...and then how i started bawling and then he felt awful....under the circumstances he was probably a lot more calm than I would have been. And then I felt like a jerk that it was partly-mainly my fault he would have to pay all that money....and me feeling guilty about not having a job, on and on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And then more healing issues come up...but now, they've become sweet times to me. Painful, but times where I feel the Presence so thick and feel Him holding me and speaking truth to me I have never realized before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On a more positive note, I had a 3 hr dentist appt today to get 4 fillings done--one super deep one that they said might need a root canal--which produced a lot of fear initially...but then the Lord invaded with His peace. First of all I got to listen to music, which was very calming, and then&amp;nbsp;I ended up not needing the root canal, and then there was extra time so I got 4 more teeth done (saving money because today was the last day insurance covered) and then the dentists kept saying funny things...mine and the one next to us that I was &lt;em&gt;laughing uncontrollably&lt;/em&gt; (with 100 things in my mouth) and it was actually an &lt;em&gt;enjoyable&lt;/em&gt; time. TALK ABOUT HIS MERCIES ARE NEW EVERY MORNING!! :) And the Joy of the Lord...oh it's a beautiful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyways....good stuff going on....a lot of conviction, a lot--tons, actually..of the grace of God, lots of hope, lots of excitement, gobs of blessings...I'm so blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hoping next time the cavity count will be at least under 10 ;)&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TR2lNpR7HLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QlwcfWDU6Ug/s1600/cavs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TR2lNpR7HLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QlwcfWDU6Ug/s320/cavs.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;This was humbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-1861809071148001133?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1861809071148001133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/16.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1861809071148001133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1861809071148001133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/16.html' title='16'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TR2lNpR7HLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QlwcfWDU6Ug/s72-c/cavs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2247930101642450210</id><published>2010-12-27T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T00:05:59.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance blah blah blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been thinking about relationships and such a lot more since so many of my friends/acquaintances are getting engaged and married and dating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Never having dated before I am still clueless about a lot of things... pondering the future and such, I've been a little overwhelmed at the balance of wanting to hold out for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the one&lt;/span&gt; God has for me (if there is even &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;), and holding high standards, etc, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;. not being too picky, not expecting him to be like&amp;nbsp;I expected, being somewhat disappointed, &amp;nbsp;etc.&amp;nbsp; Does that makes sense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm pretty sure i haven't met him yet, and it will probably be a long time before i have to worry about any of this, but I'm realizing I still have a lot of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt; that either I will never meet him or that I will marry the "wrong" person or....on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;What scares me is finally dating someone when I'm, say, 22 years old, and having so much pressure to feel like he is the one, and not wanting to have multiple relationships first, and wondering if there's another one better suited for me....such an unknown world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Side note, I've felt a little implied pressure from&amp;nbsp; family members about dating someone, because in every way it would appear we were destined for each other. Even though I know it's not supposed to be, it makes me wonder if I am being too picky and holding out for someone that doesn't exist...but I really am not holding drastically unrealistic expectations on someone..I know the greatest man in the world couldn't satisfy me to the level God takes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I guess I have a few questions, if anyone has any feedback/experience/wisdom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~Is it hindering to have&amp;nbsp;a few&amp;nbsp;basic "rules" for the one i marry? (loves the Lord more than me/has a hunger to grow more in the Lord, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;omeone who pursues me and adores me, mutual attraction, enjoy spending time together like best friends, compatible giftings/passions/dreams to give most glory to God, and a desire for children) I don't think it is, but just checking....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~Does God ever put a strong desire in someone for marriage/kids who never receives it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~Is there really ONE person out there that would be the best for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~Is it better to be single than to marry someone that isn't completely right for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;~Is it better to have a casual outlook on dating (esp. for the first time at a later age) and not expect to marry the first person you date, or should you be more serious about each decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Obviously i have my own opinions about these but I guess I would appreciate someone else's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don't really like to write sappy posts that often, so sorry! ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tis the season.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2247930101642450210?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2247930101642450210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/romance-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2247930101642450210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2247930101642450210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/romance-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Romance blah blah blah blah blah'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2176439393859222202</id><published>2010-12-25T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T00:51:54.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mish Mash of Christmas Eve Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For God loved the world &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; that he gave his one and only Son, so that &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; who believes in him will not perish&amp;nbsp;but have &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;eternal life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;{john 3:16}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Undoubtedly a verse I've had memorized since I was about 6, but a verse that keeps striking me in new ways, even at &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(still can't believe I'm 20!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;God loved the world so much.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;despite all the sins that contaminated our lives. He saw through all the crap and all the humanity and flaws and hurt and everything that was a result of our sinful nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;His love was unwaverable. And IS unwaverable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;A love that "loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in His eyes". And this all gave Him great pleasure. {eph. 1:4}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just love that He &lt;strong&gt;loved us before he chose us&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean, He made us, and obviously knows every single detail about us. Knows every decision we make. Every thought. Every facial expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;He loved us because we were the spitting image of Him--through the power of Jesus, we&amp;nbsp;appeared righteous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;He didn't choose us....then think, "Yah right. What was I thinking." And then somehow love us in an obligatory way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm just thinking about when I become&amp;nbsp;a mother and will just stare at my baby, my toddler, my child....delighting in the features that look like me and my husb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I see God looking down at us and oohing over us. How we are made like Him, each person bearing different quirks and gifts and personalities that reveal a great deal about who He is. This makes Him &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;happy. You give Him joy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The funny thing is , I think we understand just a very small fraction of how we are made to be like Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Not exactly sure where this post was going, I guess I'm getting a little tired, but just wanted to share the Lord has captured my heart again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;despite the zillion times I've messed up lately, HE WANTS TO GIVE ME LIFE, and life abundantly, and just for believing Him......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just want to live my whole life as a giant mirror that I BELIEVE IN HIM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Surrender...surrender...surrender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hope you have a very blessed Christmas celebrating Jesus' birth and presence in your life.....even though one holiday is not nearly enough for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2176439393859222202?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2176439393859222202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/mish-mash-of-christmas-eve-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2176439393859222202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2176439393859222202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/mish-mash-of-christmas-eve-thoughts.html' title='Mish Mash of Christmas Eve Thoughts'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8734443019359816538</id><published>2010-12-21T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:36:21.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singleness~TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lately I have been very grateful to be able to sleep whenever I please; for me, it is staying up till 3am and sleeping in till 1, and I am not taking it for granted. Although I will be very grateful for the time in my life when I am sleep deprived/early bird/etc due to precious children/having a job/being married, I am basking in the era in my life where I have so much freedom. Carefree. A little lazy. A little spoiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to look on the positive side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8734443019359816538?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8734443019359816538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/singlenesstwo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8734443019359816538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8734443019359816538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/singlenesstwo.html' title='Singleness~TWO'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7654372402542525141</id><published>2010-12-19T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T00:48:55.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Mercies are New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To my prayer warriors, thank you soo much for your prayers and words of encouragement/wisdom. I appreciate you guys so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, last night Jesus caught quite a few tears for His bottle, but today I felt a million times better. And my heart is awakened to places that need healing and learned&amp;nbsp;that I need to be a bit more active in bringing them to His feet and praying, praying, praying, seeking, seeking, seeking, knocking, knocking, knocking. I need to talk to other people. ETC. I guess the hurt gets pushed way down when I am in my Corvallis-Fairytale Land. (loving environment, loving sisters, little to no conflict, no reminders of my past and the problems that still exist).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Being home is good. It is hard, but good. Tears ARE healing, and as I felt the Lord's presence last night I heard him say "This is good for you. You need to do this. Just cry it all out. I'm sorry, sweetie..."etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;13 more days here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One thing that made today great was that one of my best friends, Amy (who's parents and home are like my own) got ENGAGED today!!!! I was soo ecstatic for her, my heart bursting in excitement, jumping up and down, probably won't sleep tonight. (I don't want to think about myself getting engaged....heart attack! ;) Their story is so cool...partly because we both met him on the same day when we went to the state fair! Love how the Lord works.....it's always a little bittersweet though. Another friend getting married=less time with that person. But it's natural and seasons of life and all that. Must learn to lose my selfishness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well now that I'm blabbering away I better stop....but thanks again and may you be richly blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7654372402542525141?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7654372402542525141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/his-mercies-are-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7654372402542525141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7654372402542525141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/his-mercies-are-new.html' title='His Mercies are New'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2122370452184510746</id><published>2010-12-18T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:45:09.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...healing yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just want to ask for a lot of prayer in these couple of weeks of break. My heart is breaking and exposing things I didn't know where there, or still there...a lot of stuff mainly from my parent's divorce. Tonight the tears just won't stop flowing....need to spend more time with Jesus...but yah I would just really covet your prayers......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;healing is just not so fun sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2122370452184510746?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2122370452184510746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2122370452184510746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2122370452184510746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-done.html' title='Not Done'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6147269329589685291</id><published>2010-12-16T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T01:49:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;inspired, encouraged, refreshed, excited, and grateful today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am so grateful that I have a sphere of influence in every single phase of life... with all that access I have to the Kingdom and all, &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; about my life is spiritual and sacred and has room to change society and change lives.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I guess my mindset has always been &lt;em&gt;once I am....(married, have kids, move to Mexico) &lt;/em&gt;will I really do some good work for the Lord. That mindset is being hung upside down, PTL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One of the hugest blessings lately is that even though i still deeply yearn to get married and have children,&amp;nbsp;I am seeing what a blessing my life is RIGHT NOW and how many different ways I am/can be influencing people, because I am single. I hope this is not another cliche post, because I feel i am finally grasping this and &lt;em&gt;knowing/living &lt;/em&gt;what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is giving me the freedoom to go out and create, to pour into, to serve, to be available.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"Dreaming with God" (Bill Johnson)&amp;nbsp;is rocking my world right now!! My whole being lit up when it brought up education, and how more Kingdom people need to be invading education. I KNEW there were reasons I wanted to teach, felt called to teach, but was conflicted because I felt it was a role in which I might feel very trapped, (after all, it's a profession where I'm investing in &lt;em&gt;future generations), &lt;/em&gt;a role where I PERSONALLY would not be able to influence children's lives (here's the curriculum, and that's it..), a role that I might not be satisfied with (staying in the same building, same country, for so long..), on and on and on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;well the Lord cast so much light on some of those lies, and I now see so much purpose and vision into what the Lord is calling me into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"In reality, each person has an area where God has gifted them to excel and it's the wise educator who discovers that area in a child. An excellent teacher will bring excellence out of the one who can't find it in themselves!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm just dreaming of all the room I have for prophecy in my future student's lives. I have the privilege of finding the gold in students, many who may be Hispanic, many who may come from hard backgrounds....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I imagine saying to them, "&lt;em&gt;I don't care what anyone has told you. You will be unstoppable.....you will succeed....you will invent this.....you will design that....you are brilliant....you are valuable....you are a a joy....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Maybe they won't see it right away, but maybe they'll see it years down the road when they find it to be true and remember what their 2nd grade teacher said. Or maybe they'll be entering middle school and high school and find themselves in a rough patch in life, and think "maybe&amp;nbsp;I'll go talk to Ms. Omundson."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok, maybe some of that is cheesy or unrealistic. But I don't doubt what He can do..will do..when I give Him the room. Obviously He would not have put the teaching desire in my heart since the first day of preschool for no reason. Ha. He is so sovereign and in control it is &lt;em&gt;out of control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This is obviously &lt;strong&gt;not for me&lt;/strong&gt;. Although I find joy in being a vessel for the Lord, my heart dances at the thought of how much glory I'll be able to give him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am excited for every stage of my life. {Given, the downfalls are there to give me opportunities for joy and endurance}.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am thilled to be a college&amp;nbsp;student and single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be overjoyed to be a girlfriend, a wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be ecstatic to be&amp;nbsp;a mom, staying at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be blissful to be a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be elated to be a YWAM student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be delighted to be&amp;nbsp;living in a Latin American country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be content to live in the United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be glad to&amp;nbsp;abide in&amp;nbsp;a two-story house and an income&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be exultant to live in a shack with no real income&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will be joyful to be an aunt, a grandma, a daughter, a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm runnin out of happy words, HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;You get my point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Every circumstance, every arena, every season, every stage, every year, every age, every status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gives room to celebrate Jesus in and to make Him known!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, congratulations if you've read all this, especially with my 2 am writing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;so I should think about calming down from my Spirit high, so gooooodnightt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;{My food is to do the will of the One who sent me} John&amp;nbsp; 4:34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Love'n'blessins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6147269329589685291?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6147269329589685291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6147269329589685291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6147269329589685291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-so.html' title='Feeling so..'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-623684547106305439</id><published>2010-12-13T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:49:44.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot on the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry it has been a while. A lot has been going on--or at least was before school got out :)&amp;nbsp;Been through a lot with the Lord.....so many things I could talk about...but I am in a new season now, and it feels good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Spent some candlelit quality time with the Lord tonight and He said I was going to receive these things in this new season: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;{Wisom, prophecy, healing, tenderness, obedience, genuine love, patience, and true rest}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;WOW! With a catch though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"....But if you do not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;abide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and do not wish to receive, then you shall not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That is probably my new key word which my eyes have been opened to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I've been feeling a litte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;restless&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; lately again.....I close my eyes at night and all I can see is Costa Rica, Mexico...anywhere but where I'm at. I feel like I have such a gypsy heart sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm yearning for a renewed passion, refreshment, purpose for where I'm at at OSU/Charis. Some days are very fulfilling, but for the most part, I'm just wanting the next day to come already so I can get one step closer to my "next big thing". And I know I will be here for about 2 more years....which is daunting to think about. &lt;strong&gt;Please pray&lt;/strong&gt; with me if you think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Last summer, in one of my usual "I want to change the world-move-far-away-let's-look-up-some-ministries" mood, I found this. While reading through it I&amp;nbsp;got the biggest chills/shivers ever&amp;nbsp;all throughout my body&amp;nbsp;that I knew could only come from the Spirit. I stumbled upon it again yesterday and had the same reaction...and again tonight. This is what it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Youth With A Mission San Diego/Baja will run a 9 month Children at Risk School (CRS) January 3rd 2011. Raising awareness, giving basic skills, and mobilizing workers to reach at-risk children are our goals. The CRS is a University of the Nations (UofN) accredited course earning 12 credits for the 3 month lecture phase and 12-24 credits for the 3-6 month field assignment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The school focuses on disenfranchised children, such as orphans, street children, the handicapped and abused. The course content will be taught by ministry and social service professionals experienced in helping at-risk children. The CRS is for those who want to become advocates for at-risk children. This school will multiply leaders who in turn will champion the cause of children through social, political, judicial and spiritual intervention. Students experience God’s heart for justice, defending the cause of the fatherless, rescuing the poor, the weak and the oppressed. It also has an emphasis on human trafficking and will work regularly in the red light district of Tijuana throughout the lecture phase for hands on experience during the course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topics covered during the school may be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Overview of the issues and needs of at-risk children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Biblical worldview of children and their development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Principles of child advocacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Assessment and evaluation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Attachment disorders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· The institutionalized child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Child development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· God's heart for justice and children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Child counseling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Evangelism/creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Health care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Discovering your potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· HIV/AIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Restoration of a generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This pretty much sums up my biggest passion, purpose in life. I believe confidently, Lord willing, that&amp;nbsp;He will bing me here..I just wish it were sooner than later. I'm trying not to think logically (pay ~$3,000 for a school right after graduating...not get a job...etc.) but rather trust in the Lord's timing and not being offended for not knowing the answers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There's&amp;nbsp;a lot more I want to say but I need to get some sleep...wanted to share this excitement with you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;***Update....I found out there is the same school (both DTS and Children&amp;nbsp;at Risk)&amp;nbsp;in COSTA RICA..!!! So crazy to think that it was so closeby when I was there. Also, the DTS requires a week for NIKO.....this part made me smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...It means a 4 day camp in which we will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;challenged to live with little, depend on God and one another and &lt;strong&gt;survive the jungle of Costa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rica.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Walking on trails (easy and challenging levels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Coming across insects, snakes and wild animals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Crossing streams and rivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Exercises and games.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please God?! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-623684547106305439?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/623684547106305439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/lot-on-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/623684547106305439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/623684547106305439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/lot-on-heart.html' title='A Lot on the Heart'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-48660861645591422</id><published>2010-11-26T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T02:33:13.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...for divine revelations at 2 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Up until about half hour ago my day was just not great. I was thankful, but I wasn't feeling thankful. I didn't leave the house all day, and I was just being a slave to sin, letting anger and frustration and impatience and rudeness and impurity and you name it fester in my heart. I was even reading the Word with bitterness and yuckiness in my heart. Luckily, while I was on the computer and was needing to cool down, I ended up watching some Bethel clips--listening to Jenn Johnson and Kim Walker speak about various things and even though I had wronged the Lord many times today, He sweetly drew me back to Him tonight (this morning?! ha!) through the messages and a few songs. I remembered what the sweet Presence was like and I spilled my heart out to the Lord. (I wish a day didn't go by where I have to "remember" what He is like!) I was drawn on my knees and the Lord gave me my own revelations. Sorry if it gets a little confusing, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I kept picturing myself running through a field, I could see myself coming towards me, beautiful and childlike and flushed. I was flawless and there was a flower in my hair. I wasn't striving; I had everything I needed and didn't have a care in the world. The Lord started describing to me how I interact with people {when I am living in His presence}....telling me how my eyes are full of tender compassion for people..when I listen I can almost see into&amp;nbsp;people's souls&amp;nbsp;(which is crazy because I've just been learning that I have a gift of discernment about spirits and being able to sense heaviness from people's past/burdens they carry). He told me that anyone who interacted with me would be amazed, something/Someone would touch them and they couldn't put their finger on what. The words that left my mouth would be gracious and attractive.&amp;nbsp;It would come from a pure heart and mind.&amp;nbsp;I kept hearing "breathing life" ...breathing life into people's dreams, that is, encouragement and spurring people on to partner with Jesus and live out the desires of their heart (can you tell I have been reading "Dreaming with God"? :) Oh, and the encouragement&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;for people would relate to them specifically,&amp;nbsp;and that they would come to know that Jesus loves them so specifically and intimately&amp;nbsp;to how they are designed.&amp;nbsp;The next part of the dream was with the people I started encountering in the field, and I got them to frolick in the field with me. Then in my elated state, running about freely, Jesus would cut in and whisk me away to dance with Him (..this is when I started to break down bawling!). Another part of the vision I saw was Jesus riding up from a distance on a beautiful horse and him pulling me on to ride with Him....the more I journeyed with Him on the horse and sat so close to His heart, the more beautiful I became and the more like Him I became. "You are my prized possession" He tells me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am just beyond amazed at His faithfulness. Somewhere deep down I feel like He's just gonna want to give up on me. Life after I turn my back on Him x amount of times, so will He. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have learned that there is &lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;no last straw&lt;/span&gt; with Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;His faithfulness and mercy is something I just can't fully comprehend on this earth. But I can tell you I have tasted it like none other! And He is captivating my heart like never before, or maybe I am drawing near and listening and abiding like never before......all I know is that He wants to keep whisking me away, away, away from my all my little friends and schoolwork and busy eating and computer and on and on and show me new things, whisper to me the latest revelation of His love, instill in me&amp;nbsp;a new level of peace and comfort....ride on the horsey with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Huh...I just remembered I went horseback riding last week....ironic?........&lt;/span&gt;&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TO-MzfI6SuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/czSrx8QL6QE/s1600/DSCN1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TO-MzfI6SuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/czSrx8QL6QE/s320/DSCN1138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray with me that I will abide with Him. That I will nail all that junk in my life to the cross and that I can live radically and unabashedly for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thank You Jesus, ohh sweet lover of my soul. You astound me every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-48660861645591422?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/48660861645591422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankfulfor-divine-revelations-at-2-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/48660861645591422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/48660861645591422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankfulfor-divine-revelations-at-2-am.html' title='Thankful...for divine revelations at 2 am'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TO-MzfI6SuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/czSrx8QL6QE/s72-c/DSCN1138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7634785975756811021</id><published>2010-11-25T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:44:18.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7634785975756811021?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7634785975756811021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7634785975756811021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7634785975756811021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title=''/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-692134033081008739</id><published>2010-11-12T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:27:53.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My dad's comin tomorrow/Sun...please pray. I sense a&amp;nbsp;little bit of breakthrough and my heart is softened right now so pray that it would not be hardened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can't wait to tell you about &lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;, one of the best days of my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Update soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-692134033081008739?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/692134033081008739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/dads-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/692134033081008739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/692134033081008739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/dads-weekend.html' title='Dad&apos;s Weekend.'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7168866335641910093</id><published>2010-11-11T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T01:04:06.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;THIS beautiful baby,&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TNuw1Tko7TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/-lABVMLzYmQ/s1600/downsized951111000001a%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNuw1Tko7TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/-lABVMLzYmQ/s320/downsized951111000001a%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNuxVgqQ8DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/t-Bd5CaLd4I/s1600/downsized951111000005%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNuxVgqQ8DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/t-Bd5CaLd4I/s320/downsized951111000005%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(with her brother, Bjorn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mia Savea Bostrom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;came into this world 10:52 pm tonight, 6 lbs. 11 oz, 18 inches and perfectly healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She is my youngest cousin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She is my miracle cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She is the baby I prayed for my aunt to have for about&amp;nbsp;8 years, almost every night before I lay down--I remember praying for her when I was in the shower just&amp;nbsp;last year when all hope was gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She is the baby that Jesus knew about allll along and had a perfect plan for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She is the redeeming hope for my aunt and uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm so excited my little flower girl is finally here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;PRAISE JESUS!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This cousin is so elated and joyous and proud I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7168866335641910093?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7168866335641910093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/miracle-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7168866335641910093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7168866335641910093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/miracle-baby.html' title='Miracle Baby!!!'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNuw1Tko7TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/-lABVMLzYmQ/s72-c/downsized951111000001a%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8856812528210170404</id><published>2010-11-08T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:40:13.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAISES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am just so grateful right now and my&amp;nbsp;cup is overflowing. I still don't have much time to share a lot but wanted to thank you if you prayed for me and my testmony went so well thanks to Him. He helped me soar through the hardest parts and I was the most transparent I've ever been. It was so renewing and relieving and everything inbetween. The following two girls were able to be really transparent as well and I am super stoked for my small group this year (which is led by one of my best friends, Julie). Ahhhhhh. The Lord's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blessings never end...even in the desert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well...that's it for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh ok, one more thing :) This weekend at the fall retreat i was mesmorized by the violin played during worship and it inspired me to play again. Last night I had the opportunity to play because an anointed talented person was playing the piano and I was blessed by the chance to practice. For the first time I felt like I was able to worship by playing it, not the "just helpin out the worship team" mindset I had before (although ive only played it once for church). I played again today to worship music and I am just loving it! I feel I'm supposed to start playing it in church and later in the future somehow.&amp;nbsp;I LOVE how God takes broken, forgotten, brushed aside pieces of the puzzle and fits them together. He loves doing that, with everything. Ok..blessings to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8856812528210170404?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8856812528210170404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/praises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8856812528210170404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8856812528210170404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/praises.html' title='PRAISES'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6241508556377021359</id><published>2010-11-07T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:50:57.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony..take four</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PLEASE PRAY FOR ME...if you think about it, tomorrow, Monday. I will be giving my testimony to my small group, the 4th time I've given&amp;nbsp;my testimony&amp;nbsp;to a group of people in&amp;nbsp;a year.&amp;nbsp;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;story has changed even from after this &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; weekend! I am not really so nervous (a little though) but just a little overwhelmed as to what to say--add onto it, I am not a clear speaker at all :) I am putting it in the Lord's hands though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Alrighty, well I will update soon..just wanted to ask for a little prayer for now! Thanks soo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Love and blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6241508556377021359?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6241508556377021359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/testimonytake-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6241508556377021359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6241508556377021359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/testimonytake-four.html' title='Testimony..take four'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4235850348365047568</id><published>2010-11-05T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:41:49.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a fall retreat this weekend...yay Sunriver......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;it will be a good end to my fast and a refreshing time. This week has been great so far...I will write more later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for the prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4235850348365047568?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4235850348365047568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4235850348365047568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4235850348365047568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/going-on.html' title='Going on...'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1098798263226955947</id><published>2010-11-03T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:48:05.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful {Adventurous} Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I had quite an adventurous bike ride today with my friend...very fun and a long story, but I will just show you a few pics...such a refreshing and some of the most beautiful sights I'd ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNI6EaLjOhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jbAWdA-8lsU/s1600/1103001738a%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNI6ajEdDnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WgetE-c2W4Q/s1600/1103001717%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Lord is Beautiful and Good.&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/8897397639817659157-1098798263226955947?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1098798263226955947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful-adventurous-bike-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1098798263226955947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1098798263226955947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful-adventurous-bike-ride.html' title='Beautiful {Adventurous} Bike Ride'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TNI6EaLjOhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jbAWdA-8lsU/s72-c/1103001738a%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5651082517967654185</id><published>2010-11-01T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:31:51.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses that have been rocking my world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;"But those who wish to boast should boast in this alone: that they truly know me and understand that I am the LORD who demonstrates unfailing love and who brings justice and righteousness to the earth, and that I delight in these things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;JEREMIAH 9:23-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;"So I died to the law-I stopped trying to meet all its requirements so that I might live for God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Galatians 2:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Those who live only to satisfy their own sinful nature will harvest death and decay from that sinful nature. But those who live to please the Spirit WILL HARVEST EVERLASTING LIFE FROM THE SPIRIT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Galatians 5:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"For your Creator will be your husband; the LORD of Heaven's Armies is his name! He is your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, the God of all the earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Isaiah 54:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232; color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ahhh!! Today has been a great day.....so renewing already. Thanks again for the prayers. He is such a goooood God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5651082517967654185?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5651082517967654185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/verses-that-have-been-rocking-my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5651082517967654185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5651082517967654185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/verses-that-have-been-rocking-my-world.html' title='Verses that have been rocking my world'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4424430879126659808</id><published>2010-10-31T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:47:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have always kind of avoided fasting, because when I do, I feel like I am pouring all my energy into "can I do this? can I do that? am I losing weight? just a little won't matter".....seriously! Therefore I haven't wanted to go into it without my intentions being right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;For a week, I will be &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Facebook fasting, junk food fasting, music fasting, and even blog fasting&lt;/span&gt; to some degree (I spend a lot of time looking at blogs). (Junk food starting tomorrow, Monday, and everything else today).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I feel like I have never needed it more before, and am counting on this time for God to show up--I have expectations--mainly just for Him to do whatever He wants in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The main things I will be praying for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Release and healing from a habitual sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Release of depression, bitterness, shortness that has crept in the past few weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Direction, purpose and motivation in my education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Self-control--weight-self image issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-My future--husb, kids, places, jobs, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Renewed sensitivity to the Spirit, purification of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-Family stuff (parents, joe and ginny..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-My roommates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just as a starter :) I am excited for this week. Please be praying if you think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I appreciate you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4424430879126659808?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4424430879126659808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/fasting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4424430879126659808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4424430879126659808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-597734356881384962</id><published>2010-10-27T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T15:51:18.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singleness~ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought in order to cultivate more of a thankfulness&amp;nbsp;for this season in my life I would give little snippets of things I am grateful for as I live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am grateful that&lt;strong&gt;....I am constantly in fellowship with believers&lt;/strong&gt;. I am blessed with 46+sisters, many great brothers, and older, more mature people. This morning some people in my house were discussing how they knew couples that lost practically all fellowship after being married..and I know some too. I believe it takes extra effort to be in community with other believers when married, besides just not having that extra time. I can be here at Charis and be completely immersed with God and wisdom and gifts, etc. that come from my sistahs. I don't even have to make appts, dates, to get my fill in. I don't have to worry about keeping in touch, being out of the loop, being lonely, or any of those things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-597734356881384962?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/597734356881384962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/singlenessone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/597734356881384962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/597734356881384962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/singlenessone.html' title='Singleness~ONE'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8779350497132778163</id><published>2010-10-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:14:39.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't go wrong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;when you're wearing the Lord's presence! You will succeed in everything you do, even if things don't go the way you thought or you fail in some aspect. Just a thought i had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Praise the Lord, I've had a great few days since i last wrote and I really feel I'm riding on His wings...otherwise I would've been left in a ditch a long time ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Today I led worship at church for the first time, and the Lord miraculously came. I had no sense of nervousness, inhibition, fear of man or anything, which just shows how much the Lord has grown in me--I totally would not have even considered doing it 2 years ago--He is so good! I am in a place where he is totally humbling me further while still developing my gifting. I can tell He is preparing me for &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;, WHAT I do not know! I know it's time to stop hoarding what I have that the Lord has given me, and that I am needed...and knowing this helps me to notice and bring out gifting in other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This is a song that has gotten me through the week...just makes you sigghhhh and let go!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6-K7WuY17Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6-K7WuY17Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I leave you with part of my bike ride...beautiful sunset ride with the dear friend of mine shown, Rebecca.&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TMUDkPm2SfI/AAAAAAAAAas/skk33wGjkmo/s1600/Autumn+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TMUDkPm2SfI/AAAAAAAAAas/skk33wGjkmo/s320/Autumn+087.JPG" width="320" /&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TMUDpHl51FI/AAAAAAAAAaw/_rnIUmE_-eM/s1600/Autumn+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TMUDpHl51FI/AAAAAAAAAaw/_rnIUmE_-eM/s320/Autumn+064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Blessings on your day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;suse&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/8897397639817659157-8779350497132778163?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8779350497132778163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-go-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8779350497132778163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8779350497132778163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-go-wrong.html' title='You can&apos;t go wrong..'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TMUDkPm2SfI/AAAAAAAAAas/skk33wGjkmo/s72-c/Autumn+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5822465993795887941</id><published>2010-10-21T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:06:39.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not so good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lately, I have just wanted to leave the country, get the heck out of here, and do something meaningful and really fulfilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My heart is RESTLESS, and not&amp;nbsp;RESTFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Wanna work with the poor,&amp;nbsp;see Jesus in little children, be needed and wanted, live with little to nothing, and impact lives. I feel like I am not really living right now, that i"m in some kind of dormant phase. I don't like it.&amp;nbsp;I KNOW this is a phase Jesus has for me right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Why is it so hard to grasp the present?? I'm having such a hard time, apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have felt like such a failure at loving people, pouring into people, being who I am in Christ, having motivation to do schoolwork, go to school--even doubting the things I thought I was always best at, like teaching, Spanish, and..loving people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just really have NO idea what's in store for me...and I know He has good plans, but there are so many ideas, so many schools, so many countries, so many languages, so many people......feeling overwhelmed by possibilities and not resting in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want to be a woman who laughs without fear of the future- Prov. 31:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am not necessarily fearful, but rather anxious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for letting me rant a little and please pray as I am obviously under a lot of attack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Christ in me, hope of glory. Praise the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5822465993795887941?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5822465993795887941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-so-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5822465993795887941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5822465993795887941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-so-good.html' title='not so good'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6069665968476125426</id><published>2010-10-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:23:32.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I have that deep recurring aching that pounds at the depths of my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;my longing for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;. If I am not careful, I can let bitterness and impatience and unknowing and frustration and jealousy take place of the great trust I must have in the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just cannot escape this longing, it must be so part of who I am.....but now I am exactly where the Lord wants me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;{But if we look forward to something we don't yet have, we must wait &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;patiently&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;confidently&lt;/span&gt;.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Romans 8:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Please pray with me for patience and trust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6069665968476125426?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6069665968476125426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/longing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6069665968476125426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6069665968476125426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/longing.html' title='The Longing'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6130890327201662789</id><published>2010-10-15T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:44:02.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;with the Lord. He turned a dull, lifeless, anxious, boring morning into a joyful, beautiful, blessed day with additional heaps of faith and life!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Prayed for healing today. About to go on my favorite bike ride with a dear friend and capture the sunset on this beautiful fall, sunny day in God's creation. Worship night tonight. Friday. REST. I praise God for days like these! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Praying for the Son to shine on you as well today. He is the redeemer and restorer of all things, and He does what He wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6130890327201662789?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6130890327201662789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/soo-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6130890327201662789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6130890327201662789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/soo-in-love.html' title='Soo in love'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2914010197060664310</id><published>2010-10-09T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:58:04.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I just crave to have the boldness and unhesitancy to just be able to go up to that person or pray for that person or talk about the Lord in front of that person and not feel the least bit of fear or shame. To not even care what the outcome of the situation, as long as I know the Lord is control and will be glorified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There is still so much inside that needs to be stripped down and&amp;nbsp;built up--but the good news He &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;working within me and giving me more of an urgency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Today I was walking out of a Spanish class with my friend Jordan and we stopped to get his bike, then we were going to swing by the bookstore area to check something before our free prayer later that day. Not very long after he says, "Soup &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(my nickname in Corvallis),&lt;/span&gt; I know this might be out of your comfort zone, but I think you should talk to that girl over there." A girl was sitting on the curb, smoking, and very focused and serious and sad. "I'm gonna go" and with a grin he takes off on&amp;nbsp;his bike. My heart started pounding and I wasn't exactly sure what to do. Not receiving any words for her, I slowly started walking away praying, intending to come back if I got anything. Nothing profound came to me, but honestly I just felt like telling her "Hey, I just felt like I was supposed to tell you that Jesus loves you and wants&amp;nbsp;a relationship with you." I went home without telling her that, as it was too late by the time I could muster anything up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want to be a woman that hears the voice of the Lord and just DOES it--without hesitancy--even if the words don't come right away. The Spirit of the living God is with me and gives me my words...this is just the next step in trusting Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will say that with that little story and free prayer later that day (which I had to leave before anyone came to get prayer) my heart was awoken and a sense of urgency was placed on it. I will admit it: I have been pretty comfortable and lazy so far when it comes to opportunities here at OSU. Yes, I have always wanted things to happen. But now I am understanding it happens in the small encounters and just listening to the quiet voice of God- sometimes&amp;nbsp;a quickening of my heart, sometimes a still, small whisper, sometimes a big banner, sometimes a dose of compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am just wanting to be a vessel for God like never before. I am drinking in this life the Lord has me in right now, and really enjoying it, despite its stresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2914010197060664310?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2914010197060664310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/awoken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2914010197060664310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2914010197060664310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/awoken.html' title='Awoken'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4443468243493345479</id><published>2010-10-07T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:14:40.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;writing this, but I am a procrastinator to the core...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;my mind is so jumbled now but I will give you what I think are the 10 most important things going on&amp;nbsp;right now in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1) I definitely underestimated this term--15 nice little credits=SUPER HARD and SUPER OVERWHELMING. I feel like if I can get through this term I can get through anything. Ok, maybe slightly exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;2) Still no job yet...keep praying...and wisdom for what I should be doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;3) Reading through the New Testament with my church in 9 weeks...I usually don't like those kinds of things but so far I'm lovin it...receiving so many cool revelations (which I might get to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;eventually ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;4) Feeling the most secure in the Lord than ever before....not having a trace--ok, barely a trace&amp;nbsp;of fear for my future, especially regarding my husband. I am craving the Lord's perfect love for me and our relationship. I am putting less expectation, demand, unrealisticness, etc on my husband and am praising the Lord that He is really delivering me from a lot of crap that would have happened if I did things my own way. He is protecting me...goes back to my family name "Amund" which means&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; divine protector&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;5) My room is still hard, but is getting better..please pray I would click better with 2 of my roomies. I need extra grace and kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;6) I am going to start leading worship at my church on a regular basis...please pray I never get burned out, or overwhelmed, etc....just overflow of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;7) I am starting to just really love prayer!! I thought I loved it before but now I am up and at'em (coming from the latest owl you'll meet) at 5:45 ready for 6-8 prayer and worship in the basement! It's been rich..as well as prayer walks that we do with our brother house, Antioch. Quick story: couple weeks ago our two houses were going to different places, praying, and we stopped by Varsity (another Christian guys house, where my friend Jordan lives). They had JUST like 5 minutes before been praying that He would heal the animosity and rivalry etc. between the houses (esp b/w Antioch and Varsity). So the three of our houses went around, praying, and we gathered one more house up as well. Such an awesome unity, and we definitely feel so much more connected to our other bros and sisters in Christ this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;8) Adding on to that, God is ON THE MOVE in Corvallis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;9) Friday, instead of doing dramas, we will be having a "free prayer" or something like that, sign on campus...please be praying! :) I'm excited to see how He'll show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;10) Please pray for continued purity of heart and mind so I can see God more clearly. I want to be&amp;nbsp;a vessel that the Lord can't pass up using. I'm tired of being bored and stagnant. I'm asking Him for big things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for listening. Thanks for your prayers and your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4443468243493345479?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4443468243493345479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/shouldnt-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4443468243493345479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4443468243493345479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/shouldnt-be.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t Be'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6419806452283772679</id><published>2010-09-24T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T17:18:56.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just HAPPENED to have an urge to read 1 Peter, where 4:19 struck me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;{..and trust your lives to the God who created you, for He will never fail you}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Simple, yet soo profound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of hours ago I was talking with some friends and my good friend Julie mentioned she had seen a job opening at Big Town Hero (sandwich place just a few blocks away, owners go to the church that supports Charis). Ten minutes later I walked over and got the application, the manager was very friendly, and within half hour I filled it out and returned it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please pray for favor! Just while this was happening Julie was talking to me about her boyfriend really needing a job. Right after I got back, he texted and said he had an interview and was hired! I think today is a day of favor...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am not worried whatsoever because the Lord sees and knows my every need. I am waiting on Him....and trusting Him because He created me, and He will never fail me. PTL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6419806452283772679?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6419806452283772679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/trust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6419806452283772679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6419806452283772679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5253007239888929306</id><published>2010-09-16T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:58:55.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Home"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now I'm finally in the place that seems most like home to me: Charis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am just so dang blessed to be here and with these 14 girls on leadership this week, it has already been truly enriching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;We got back today from a 3 day retreat where we all shared our testimonies: the kind where EVERYONE cries and you see the real person, everything they have gone through and what Jesus has done in their life. Hearing testimonies are my favorite and as we sat there for hours, I was simply intrigued by each one and how incredible the Lord is. Thanks to the Lord, I wasnt very nervous (esp. having done it last year in front of everyone) and not having really much prepared, it was cool to just talk and see where He led me.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I feel very close to my sisters and am so blessed for the constant conversations we have about the Lord and our lives, all the encouragement, uplifting, hugs, etc. The Lord knows me....so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;New girls move in in 3 days. I'm excited...also know it will be a bit overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am glad the Lord is finally taking me out of this wilderness phase, and that He has taught me so much. My life verse I feel like for now is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;"But then I will win her back once again. I will lead her into the desert (&lt;em&gt;check)&lt;/em&gt; and speak tenderly to her there. I will return her vineyards to her and transform the Valley of Trouble into a gateway of hope."&amp;nbsp; (Hosea 2:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;PLEASE pray favor for a job for me. Campus jobs are looking already full and it's super hard to get one, and since I don't have a car...you get the picture. I am really feeling like I need to get one this year. Please pray&amp;nbsp;against financial stress for my parents. I don't know if I mentioned it, but my dad &amp;amp; fam will probably have to move out of their house because of $ and it's really hard on my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also, please pray for the drunk people hollering outside my window that will probably keep me up tonight, per usual. These precious people on this campus and in this city&amp;nbsp;are my mission field; these souls may be changed someday by Jesus' life through me, and I will not waste a minute thinking about the future when I can be clinging on to opportunities. It may not be&amp;nbsp;a poor, delightful Mexican child, but a&amp;nbsp;hungry, striving college student that needs Love today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, gotta go for now, but thanks for the prayers and praying blessings for you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5253007239888929306?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5253007239888929306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5253007239888929306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5253007239888929306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/home.html' title='&quot;Home&quot;'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6187640221206144060</id><published>2010-09-07T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:04:19.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T WAIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for the day when I'm married and my husband I will walk on the downtown streets of Portland, (or&amp;nbsp;another needy&amp;nbsp;place) and we can&amp;nbsp;find a homeless person to take out to a nice meal. That will be oh so fun. And pick up every hitchhiker I (we) see. In fact, I probably won't marry someone unless they would be willing to do that kind of stuff. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On that note, I've been having a mental struggle between &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;doing foolish things vs. hearing the Spirit and stepping out in faith&lt;/span&gt;. It seems to me that the world likes to mix the two, calling the latter foolish as well. For instance, I almost stopped and picked up a hitchhiker&amp;nbsp;on the freeway the other day, even though he was a man (he seemed nice to me). I didn't probably just because I couldn't get over in time. I don't know what it is about me and my wild, non-fearing heart, but it seems like a lot of ideas i have like these people deem foolish. And some of them are probably true. {I&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;want to go outside alone at night (in my college town) and everyone looks down on that. Ok, so some of this is common sense and I am stubborn.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I would love any input or wisdom on this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Maybe it's not because I am really brave, maybe it's because i have&amp;nbsp;a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Holy Spirit covering&lt;/span&gt; that's giving me the "ok" to do things, that will bring Him glory. I am not entirely stupid and won't do things that are obviously idiotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm just wanting to do so many things but often feel restricted as a single woman. Very frustrating at times, yet God knows the scene and will use me exactly as He sees fit. It could just be that this is not the time of my life to do those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6187640221206144060?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6187640221206144060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6187640221206144060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6187640221206144060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-wait.html' title='CAN&apos;T WAIT'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5944156598065036984</id><published>2010-09-06T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:03:42.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, a profound thought hit me as my family and I were driving on the beautiful highway road from Corvallis to the freeway. We had just dropped something off in Corvallis and were on our way to Salem. Lately I have been noticing how this ~12 minute stretch has seemed to keep dragging longer and longer each time I come/go to and from Corvo. &lt;/span&gt;&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TIWrFRpYm2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/GKYzcMf4Ruo/s1600/WeddingLdrship+140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TIWrFRpYm2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/GKYzcMf4Ruo/s320/WeddingLdrship+140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I remarked, "This road seems really long" or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My dad answered, "It always seems longer when you're anxious to get somewhere."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;SO TRUE. I thought first of all the times I was on the edge of my seat just desperately waiting to get back to Corvallis and to Charis and how the road was just gloomily too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And then I thought of how many times, on this road that I'm on, how desperately &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; it seems. Even though there are beautiful hills and mountains and hay and cows all around me, I just don't care and want to get to my final destination. I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; anxious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; This ultimately stems, I believe, from not trusting the Lord and His goodness, even if I think that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I want my heart to be settled and rested and rooted &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; in His love that He has to yank me from the cows to see what He has laid out for me next :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I believe there's nothing wrong with &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;looking forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; to something, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; a little now and then--and if it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;wrong well then.....I am very guilty! ;-) My thought has always been that our wishes&amp;nbsp;and hopes&amp;nbsp;and dreams and desires, etc, can be little ways to see God's faithfulness to us and to see His heart for us. Yesterday I reread a few pages of stuff the Lord was speaking to me last winter and one of the things He said for me was to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"dream big".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But man, I just wanna enjoy the beautiful ride. Even if there AREN'T fields and cows and mountains to admire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don't want this to be a cliche post, but this is just what's been going through my head recently. Probably cuz He's reallllly working on deep trust in my heart and being settled with RIGHT where I'm at. Basic things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for listening and thanks for you all your prayers. Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5944156598065036984?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5944156598065036984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/counting-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5944156598065036984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5944156598065036984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TIWrFRpYm2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/GKYzcMf4Ruo/s72-c/WeddingLdrship+140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2070361340444297583</id><published>2010-09-05T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:22:44.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Found</title><content type='html'>....&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;a trust that teaches how to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Trying to really dwell on just this line of Kim Walker's song right now. In the midst of preparing my Costa Rica portfolio (due &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;), generally packing and organizing from two houses to move (in &lt;em&gt;one week&lt;/em&gt;), starting and finishing little projects, pondering my testimony for next week (leader week), and more, my heart is overwhelmed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;until I just let it go....sink into that overflowing trust that God has put in my heart. I &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;rest in that trust. I also have joy over sadness, a love that lights up every room, and a peace that plows on through the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Amen Jesus. Thank you for taking care of the hot mess of my life. Days like today, I just need to sit back and watch You do your thing. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2070361340444297583?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2070361340444297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-found.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2070361340444297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2070361340444297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-found.html' title='I Have Found'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7224435422149848649</id><published>2010-09-02T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:21:36.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childlike Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today when I was shoveling tile for Omundson Construction the thought came to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; {when i was a child, i &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;expected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what i &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for what I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that this is not true for every person, but just from my honest child heart, this is what &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Does childlike faith look different for everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I expect what I need....in other words, be confident and totally at ease that all my necessities will be provided for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I know I need to "seek the Kingdom of God above all else.." (Luke 12:31), and that is a given. I suppose that when I am in that place of seeking the Kingdom, I just have that expectancy that He will provide. This seems right to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He also says "keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. keep on seeking, and you will find."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Again, when this is in the context of seeking the Kingdom, I can ask for whatever I want! Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I wonder how the 7 yr old me would have dealt with having to find a job in a town where--there ARE no jobs :) Is this where I need to expect He will provide that job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I think &lt;em&gt;yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;**Side note--I have been doing a trillion times better since my last post. Not feeling completely "up to par" but wayyy better. I have been doing a lot of cleaning and organizing and..&lt;em&gt;purging&lt;/em&gt; at both my houses which has been good--both because I have always hated throwing/giving stuff away and this time I had no problem-and because it is such&amp;nbsp;a good reminder that I do need to purge everything from my spiritual body that shouldn't belong there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;**Another side note--I have always struggled a little with body image (who doesn't), but ever since I returned from Costa Rica (where I lost quite a bit of weight) and have been putting it back on, I have just felt frustrated and a lack of self-control whatsoever, especially on what I eat. This is a huge area the Lord is trying to work through in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Today I felt was a kind of breakthrough point. I was walking by myself around Bridgeport (a fancy little (ok, big) shopping "town") and at first was feeling a little self conscious, especially amongst all the glam and "high classness". Today I let it go and said to myself, "I am always going to be a little awkward. Maybe always a little chubby. But this is who I am (today, at least)&amp;nbsp;and I am going to love it, and know God is still madly in love with me." &lt;em&gt;This is not to say that the Lord is not encouraging me to healthier lifestyles--say, to not overindulge,&amp;nbsp;or that I am settling with&amp;nbsp;where I'm at&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I guess mainly I'm learning where my confidence&amp;nbsp;comes from--purely from the Lord--and He sees the fine&amp;nbsp;masterpiece He&amp;nbsp;made, above what anyone else (including and especially myself) can see..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok...well enough rabbit trailing..need to get back to cleaning :) Thanks for all your love and prayers, they are much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7224435422149848649?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7224435422149848649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/childlike-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7224435422149848649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7224435422149848649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/09/childlike-faith.html' title='Childlike Faith'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4489069124000554953</id><published>2010-08-29T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:08:19.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Single life may be only a stage of a life's journey, but even a stage is a gift. God may replace it with another gift, but the receiver accepts His gifts with thanksgiving. This gift for this day. The life of faith is lived one day at a time, and it has to be lived - not always looked forward to as though the 'real' living were around the next corner. It is today for which we are responsible. God still owns tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I especially related with the "not always looked forward to as though the 'real' living were around the next corner". That is PRECISELY how I feel I have been living my life--thank you for that conviction, Lord, and thank you for THIS day...and for tomorrow, however it may go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It's been almost a month since I've returned from CR, and long story short....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was doing great, spiritually speaking, in CR. I learned a ton, just grew&amp;nbsp;a lot closer to the Lord, and heard from Him that when I got back I needed to really follow hard after Him, that there would be a lot more attack after getting back. He was right, and I unfortunately &lt;em&gt;didn't &lt;/em&gt;do that. I slunk (probably a word&amp;nbsp;I just invented) back into my sinful nature and mostly, just got &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; about our relationship. Along with not having to do a ton upon my return, I just didn't put forth much effort to grow in and seek the Lord. Honestly, super honest, I can think of maybe two times I have cracked open my Bible and just been refreshed since CR. It has been atrocious! That is not to say God hasn't been working in my life, with me and my family, or that I haven't &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;wanted &lt;/em&gt;to grow in love more with the Lord. But still, probably one of my lowest lows.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can tell when there is that dullness and indifference and no longer a sensitive heart that sees people how God does or sees the things of God how they really are. When there is a laziness to draw near to God, even if He meets me halfway. When I see the idols in my life but can't seem to give them up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But I don't want to dwell on this part, because it is not what our gracious &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Father &lt;/span&gt;dwells on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Despite what I've done, He still pursues me, reminding me a lot of Hosea and the prostitute wife.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He soothes me with reminders of a good future for me, and the joy in TODAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is humble enough to wait for me to come back to Him, and He knows I will....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He is patient and loving and gentle and kind and gracious....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Convicting, &lt;/em&gt;yes. &lt;em&gt;Grieved&lt;/em&gt;, sometimes yes. &lt;em&gt;Saddened, &lt;/em&gt;probably.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thank you Jesus that your yolk is easy and your burden is light.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Jesus is calling me to get away. I need to get away and pour out my heart to Him. I am to write Him a long letter, to resurrender every little thing, to confess and repent my sin, to ask Him to fill me with an ability to love Him well, and others well, to show me His love in new ways, to fill me with renewed passion, to be reminded of just how AWESOME even a drop of His presence is, to be alikened to Him more and more....I just want to be oozing Jesus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please be praying and thank you for loving me like Jesus&amp;nbsp;does. I am so grateful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'll update soon how things are going. I know they can only get better though!! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;PS&amp;gt; I am in a 4 room this year, still on the 3rd floor, with a returning girl named Kellie, who I love (even though we're completely different), a freshman named Amalia (from REDDING, CA!) who is a little shy and nervous&amp;nbsp;but real and sweet,&amp;nbsp;and a sophmore new to Charis named Kendra who is bubbly and funny and sweet. I think it will be a little hard at first but I can tell it will be a great, and life changing year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4489069124000554953?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4489069124000554953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/single-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4489069124000554953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4489069124000554953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/single-life.html' title='Single Life'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4226483294730997603</id><published>2010-08-20T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:46:48.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Snack for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, &lt;em&gt;soo&lt;/em&gt; many thoughts swirling around in my 20 yr old brain right now...I guess that's what I get for not blogging for ages&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But really...where do I start?? Everyday I feel I&amp;nbsp;have been mentally writing blogs in my head, but&amp;nbsp; the list is too long and prioritizing them is mentally taxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm gonna start with what I'm dealing with RIGHT NOW--then move out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Without fail, on these late lazy summer nights where just Jesus and I are up, hanging out in my bed, I get antsy for the future and my daydreaming {or night dreaming, I should say} goes full speed. Now don't laugh~well, do if you want to~ but I get so impatient to have children, to have babies, where I sit on Word and pen out names for over an hour...or read about pregnancy, or read mom blogs. You name it. I know 100% that now is not that chapter in my life, and it's probably not coming soon either, but perhaps&amp;nbsp;being a mother is so part of who He made me to be...that I already &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I miss my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Abel Jaem&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;or my&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Nollie Fe&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;or my&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mairyn Luceia&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;or my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Kiam Adlai&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just maybe--or maybe 12:52 just does something to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Which, by the way, I seem to always have to write late at&amp;nbsp;night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The other day when I was riding in the car, I think, the Lord declared to me something like, "My Lily, that same spot you have for loving your future kids, the Love that occupies that space is love that gets to be poured out on other people. You are&amp;nbsp;still a&amp;nbsp;mother, because I made you&amp;nbsp;to be&amp;nbsp;a nurturer and giver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The grass is always &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;greener &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;on the other side, I guess. But for now I have chosen that this side of the fence is pretty green and that I will enjoy every moment of this special era in my life where I have a whole quiet bed to myself, where I can sleep through the night without being woken up, where an idea hits me and I can leave spontaneously, where I have more time to get to worship and know my Lord-although I'm still learning to prioritize my time-where I can live with 47 &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;amazing &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sisters and friends in community and glean off of them and nurture, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;where I can be shaped more and more every day into the woman Jesus made me to be and be that much more selfless, loving, wise and full of his Spirit. I know that many mothers may envy the life I have now--so free of duty, so full of time and relaxation and sleep...full of freedom and whatever else it is I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But that never stops me from thinking of my future and praying that He would be so kind to bless me with a man that was so perfectly made for me and children that I can hardly believe are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And having a best friend getting married this summer, and 3 others next summer, does not exactly rein in my excitement~envy~joy~impatience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ON THE RELATIONSHIPS FRONT~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ever since returning from &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;Costa Rica&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;, the Lord has been DRASTICALLY changing the family&amp;nbsp;scene. One of the hugest things I learned there {and in my life period} was 1 Cor. 13:11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a child, I spoke and thought an&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d reasoned as a child. But when I grew up, I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;put away childish things&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Read that for the first time and it was such a blow--such a GOOD blow--on my childish spirit that wanted to hold on-and not put away-childish things. I always figured that as you grew up, you matured and those childish things &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;disappeared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But it was made blatantly clear to me that I need to PUT AWAY these things!! The shameful, ridiculous ways I would act with my parents and siblings, perhaps trying to stretch out the most horrific years of my life, were brought up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I think all this happened when I turned &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;{yikes...it still feels funky typing that}. I was suddenly panicked and confused why I still acted and thought and spoke the way I did (do) sometimes and perhaps my subconscious theory that by the time I was 20&amp;nbsp;I would be a perfectly mature, independent, skinnier {ha}, gracious adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;By NO MEANS am I suddenly perfect with my fam&amp;nbsp;or even close,&amp;nbsp;and I also see that my theory was rather unrealistic and nor was it based on the grace of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just a few details so you can get the gist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-have been working with my dad at the construction sites, and we have been getting along pretty much the whole time, I have been feeling a more effortless Love float out from me, being more polite and gracious, learning to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hold my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; which is a huge one, and even enjoying time with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-have been having a lot more respect for Bruce, made him an omelet last night when usually all I can manage to do is avoid him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-still been getting along great with Bev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-ironically been having more conflicts with my mom (who I always got along the best with) but nothing big, just small frustrations and controversy of beliefs. I love my mom, but am sometimes afraid I will turn into her when I am a mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Baby steps....but the Lord is definitely answering my many prayers and healing me in places I didn't even know existed. Please be praying with me in these areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ON THE SCHOOL FRONT~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow night starts leader weekend, and in 2 days, I will find out my roommates (that is, IF I am with any leaders/returning girls) and my room. Even though it seems little, please be praying for the transition next year of room. The last two years I have been in the 6 room where I had AMAZING roommates and it was always very comfortable. I have a feeling next year might be a little out of my comfort zone. I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Last year my words for the year were &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;transparency &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;boldness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I didn't really know how prophetic they would be--I learned transparency as I recounted my life story~problems and victories~to my house of girls and friends-and boldness as I led worship each week and learned to rely on the Spirit and to turn my gaze from&amp;nbsp;forty plus faces to my Lover.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Today I heard word&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; humility &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;gentleness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;were this years words. I know that I'll need humility and gentleness leading worship a second year, and more so, in my daily life. I have been convicted of all the times I have talked instead of listened, spoke without thinking and hurt someone, let a boastful sentence slip, etc...by the grace of God I still have my friends and He still loves me the same...and I&amp;nbsp;ask Him daily to help me control my tongue and have a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;childlike faith while not having a childish faith&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Many times I ask-or more like TELL the Lord...TAME ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And He says, &lt;em&gt;I do not want to. But I will MOLD you. I love your wild and messy and beautiful heart, your randomness and creativity and perspective that no one else sees. You are mine. However, let me shape you, let my Holy Spirit do his work among you and when you have my Spirit, you will have self-control...and everything you need for life and godliness. Susannah, I need you for your personality and what you have to offer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;WOW! I am so in love with Him. So,so,so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyways, school...I am ready to be back in nearly 3 weeks. I love the fresh slate aspect of the new school year, new classes, brand new relationships, new weather, new haircuts...new revelations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;By the way...please be praying for a JOB this year for me as many-most people have already been hired and are training before school starts. I haven't heard back from the place I applied to and spoke to the manager...so I honestly have no idea what to do&amp;nbsp;and it has really been put on my heart to work this year. Please pray for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;favor!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Woa, there are so many other things I wanna say, but I must be getting to bed. More to come.&lt;/span&gt;&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TG5AN7s49QI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MDuC2nUHVa0/s1600/thisthat+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TG5AN7s49QI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MDuC2nUHVa0/s320/thisthat+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TG5AyNCbTfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/51c4DOCtxfo/s1600/thisthat+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TG5AyNCbTfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/51c4DOCtxfo/s320/thisthat+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Love and blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;**Suse**&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/8897397639817659157-4226483294730997603?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4226483294730997603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/midnight-snack-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4226483294730997603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4226483294730997603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/midnight-snack-for-thought.html' title='Midnight Snack for Thought'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TG5AN7s49QI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MDuC2nUHVa0/s72-c/thisthat+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7447006672870976345</id><published>2010-08-11T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:31:55.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It is true...I am back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Back to blogging, that is. Sorry I haven't written in forever, I'm finally slowing down to where I can even remotely think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There has been &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so much&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;good stuff&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;going on spiritually, especially that happened in Costa Rica, and of course things that I wish weren't still apart of my life. Sorry that was really vague--I will explain when I have some more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One quick fun thing...remember my aunt Megan who after years of trying to conceive, after 4 rounds of in vitro, with a 1% chance of making it &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;got pregnant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well she and my uncle and cousin Bjorn (now 10) just visited and it almost brought me to tears to see such a living miracle. She is about 6 months pregnant with a perfectly healthy girl named Mia. My heart has been overflowing just from this news alone. I am grieving that they live so&amp;nbsp;far away (Wheaton, IL), but still rejoicing that I will get to be a part of her life and that she will be such a blessing to her family. Hopefully she can be my flower girl someday&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_knxmUGK6efk/TGJfwSWYu2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/d88WxGeH-gQ/s1600/Hmmsummer+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TGJfwSWYu2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/d88WxGeH-gQ/s320/Hmmsummer+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TGJfyJsUGxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9lLTmxj-Mf8/s1600/Hmmsummer+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TGJfyJsUGxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9lLTmxj-Mf8/s320/Hmmsummer+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Us with my cousin/best friend Milly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I gotta get going to bed but thanks for your prayers, I always appreciate them, and i will be updating more soon. Love you guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7447006672870976345?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7447006672870976345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7447006672870976345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7447006672870976345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TGJfwSWYu2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/d88WxGeH-gQ/s72-c/Hmmsummer+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3047795475080205399</id><published>2010-06-13T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:36:48.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pity Party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, it is 3:15, which might make some sense out of the title! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have been realizing how much pitying myself has gotten me down in a rut--instead of overflowing with thanksgiving for what I have and &lt;em&gt;who God is&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let's see, what have I been pitying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"Everyone is going through a "new season" and I feel like I have been stuck in this season forever, not to mention it hasn't been sunny for a month!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"All of my friends and housemates are finding their husbands/sig others and getting married...I will be at least 30 when I get married, and I won't even get to have kids!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"So and so haven't paid me back all year!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"If my parents weren't divorced...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"I can't afford...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-"This friend doesn't even care about me anymore..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ON and ON! Wow, it is amazing how much you can pity yourself without realizing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I remember a wise older lady telling our house earlier this year at the retreat that the best thing you can do when in that situation is to &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;give to others; bless others; love on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;It says constantly throughout scripture, REJOICE IN THE LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The LORD! Not in how my situation is reflecting my personal desires, how my friends treat me, how close I feel to the Lord....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Rejoice IN THE LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This past month I feel has not been the strongest between me and the Lord. The desire is there to love the Lord, but I feel my strength is not. Maybe I have frustrated myself in not hearing His voice, or not seeing any cool things happen, or just feeling blah.&amp;nbsp;I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;what I need to do, but I can't seem to do it. (just like&amp;nbsp;those verses&amp;nbsp;in Romans so well states).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am a little bummed, because I was wanting to go to Costa Rica so on FIRE for the Lord and to be so strong that any problem would be a breeze. All I know is that His ways are SO much higher than mine, He has a plan for this trip, He is not upset or disappointed in me, and He's always there to give me a second chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But seriously....I am sooo badly&amp;nbsp;wanting to impact LIVES in Costa Rica!! If learning Spanish is the only thing I do there, I will be disappointed. I want my family to be saved; maybe a few classmates. I am already asking God for that. Holy Spirit, come over me like a flood through your vessel and do what is impossible in my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Some fears have been creeping in on me with the verge of the trip: my health, having an emergency, getting lost (there aren't really street names/addresses in CR, just directions around landmarks), having conflicts with my family, running out of money, being forced to drink alcohol, etc! Silly little things if you think about them. But if you think of me please pray for those things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Not to mention...packing for 6 weeks is a little more overwhelming than I thought :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ahh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok...I just need some sleep! Thanks for listening to me rant a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blessings on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3047795475080205399?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3047795475080205399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/pity-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3047795475080205399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3047795475080205399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/pity-party.html' title='Pity Party.'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4839979683228199768</id><published>2010-06-05T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:34:13.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last Wednesday I finally got info regarding my family in Costa Rica!! I am so thrilled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;both the parents are 41, the mom stays at home and the dad&amp;nbsp;works for some financial service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is a 7 yr old girl, Ximena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TAswQNj-_9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-aDka-07RE/s1600/IMG_0003%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TAswQNj-_9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-aDka-07RE/s320/IMG_0003%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TAswgI7AUwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/161f2l2KcUw/s1600/HPIM0692%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TAswgI7AUwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/161f2l2KcUw/s320/HPIM0692%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And a six-month old boy, Jose Andres!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sooo adorable! What a perfect fit for me! Can't wait to squeeze him and play with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It also said that they were not religious. This will be a hard, but interesting 6 weeks! I am praying so hard that&amp;nbsp;my family&amp;nbsp;will get to at least experience a whiff of the Spirit, and that He will give me the right words to say at the right time! The mom emailed me back within minutes of writing her and they are excited to have me, and she said she already&amp;nbsp;told her mom and brothers that live in this beautiful town in the country, and that she wants me to go with her to visit them, etc.&amp;nbsp; There is internet in the house which will be&amp;nbsp;nice to keep a little connected:) I will be keeping a blog while I'm there (don't know how much I can write) but that will be at &lt;a href="http://www.costaricansusana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.costaricansusana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Words can't say how excited I am to go there....only 12 MORE DAYS!!! So crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please pray the rest of the preparations go smoothly.....I am NOT&amp;nbsp;the most organized and detail-oriented person :) Also please pray for finances and that it wouldn't be a huge burden, especially on my dad. I will mainly be taking out a lot of loans. Trusting our gracious Lord to provide for His favorite daughter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That's it for now...just one final on Monday and I'm done with school!! This year has been the fastest by far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thank you so much for all your love and support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8897397639817659157-4839979683228199768?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4839979683228199768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4839979683228199768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4839979683228199768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-soon.html' title='So Soon'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/TAswQNj-_9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-aDka-07RE/s72-c/IMG_0003%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5422294451339489908</id><published>2010-05-24T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:46:54.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;+ Someone told me the other day, "&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Lovers&lt;/span&gt; get more work done than &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;workers&lt;/span&gt;." I've been mediating on it for a while and trying to test its truth. Or perhaps it is true, but is getting work done our main purpose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;+ A few days ago was our Garden Party social event, (where your roomies pick a guy for you, supposedly like a blind date. They make a sign for you and stand on the lawn holding it (or living room this year b/c it was raining) and we all file out looking for our&amp;nbsp;name.&amp;nbsp;Anyways, I went with Jordan and we drove with my friend Kristin and her date/Jordan's friend Andrew. On the way back from the event Jordan suggested we take a minute and listen/pray for the person diagonal from us, if the Lord had a word/verse/etc for that person. It was such a cool thing! We all got different prophetic words. Mine was right on the spot. Andrew said that he was picturing&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;a huge, open field with trees and mountains and that it was a place I could just pour out my heart to the Lord, to sing His praises, to enter the fullness of His glory, to be refreshed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;. I was reminded that I need to constantly come to this place, no matter how stressed out/busy/depressed I am. The Lord DEMANDS us to rest! Not a bad command :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S_r7si8o10I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jCfslXhWyPM/s1600/gp10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S_r7si8o10I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jCfslXhWyPM/s320/gp10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;+24 days until Costa Rica!! ahhh! Pray that I would be doing everything I need to be doing, and just be preparing myself in every way. More provision Lord!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;+Learning to love the Lord unconditionally. Such a new and confusing concept for me. But the Lord has been revealing to me how everything I love about Jesus is based off the good things He has given me. WOW! I realized I was stuck in a rut--realized I wasn't feeling loved when the sun wasn't/hasn't been shining for WEEKS, when I am self-pitying&amp;nbsp;for the things I don't have (trendy clothes, a boyfriend, money, etc.) or when a friend lets me down, etc. The Lord is testing me to see if I will love Him no matter the &lt;em&gt;circumstance&lt;/em&gt; and no matter how I &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is loving me! The fact is, He is perfectly good and perfect in unconditional love, and that will never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Am I willing to risk my comfort level to love Jesus more? To sacrifice things I cling to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;+Have been thinking/praying of my future husband a lot and really have been surrendering all my deepest desires, from the broad to the nit-picky, to the Lord. I thought I had my "list" small and open for the Lord--I only had about&amp;nbsp;5 requirements! &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #bf9000;"&gt;To love the Lord more than anyone/anything else&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;to be musically gifted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;to love/be great with&amp;nbsp;kids&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;to be able to make me laugh often&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #e06666;"&gt;and to have similar passions/areas/callings/whatever the Lord is calling us to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The other day the Lord asked me, "What if the man that was best for you isn't musical?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hmmmm....gotta love conviction. I know that there's a good chance he will be musical, but if not, he will be even better suited for me--we will glorify Him even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm trusting Him to be a wayy better matchmaker than the one from Fiddler on the Roof! :) My motto is, "surprise me, Jesus! whatever you think is best". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;What I DO know is "&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him&lt;/span&gt;." -1 Cor. 2:0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, that's it for now, gotta go get ready for our last Monday night meeting of the year. Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Know that the plans God has for you cannot be fathomed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Loving Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/8897397639817659157-5422294451339489908?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5422294451339489908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-collage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5422294451339489908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5422294451339489908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-collage.html' title='Thought Collage'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S_r7si8o10I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jCfslXhWyPM/s72-c/gp10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8098262932021774330</id><published>2010-05-17T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:06:57.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Unashamed was the word that was running around in my head today as I was sitting in German class anticipating the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;that being unashamed for Christ was an easy thing, a given for following Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But it turns out, when it's just you, or just you and someone else against the world, it gets a whole lot harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The reality is, we will face persecution. At our dramas people often laugh and point at us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The reality is, people will not be accepting and they will even respond in harshness sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are times when we will probably feel crazy, foolish, nerdy, stupid, scared, and timid in order to take up the cross and step where He leads us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, nothing really happened, in the &lt;strong&gt;physical realm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Jordan did exactly what he said he was gonna do, and asked for people to stick around if they needed prayer for anything. I'm pretty sure no one did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Wow. Even though it was a seemingly pointless thing to do, something in the spiritual atmosphere had to have changed, and it definitely made me realize what I have signed up to do--in the big picture. It is the best thing I could ever sign up for, wouldn't you agree??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A completely random thing is this summer after I get back from Costa Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(which, by the way, I leave in exactly ONE month :) I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be in Portland...and I have felt some nudges to apply at the Cold Stone in West Linn (different store, different boss!) So I guess I'll be at home! I had really wanted to stay here in Corvallis....a)no constant traveling back and forth from my moms to dads&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b)biking and walking everywhere&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c)close to church, where I am really involved&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; d)living with some friends at Charis&amp;nbsp; e)being able to hang out with my good friend Amy and her fam, who lives here (my second fam).&amp;nbsp; f)learning to "live on my own" a bit more&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; etc.!&amp;nbsp; But yesterday the Lord pointed out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;a)remember when I told you these four years [in college/Oregon] had to do with reconciliation with your family?! Spending time with them will actually help this process. Let me do some work this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;b)You'll be paying $50 a week to stay at Charis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;c) Your mom will let you drive her car to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;d) The Mexican neighbors...you miss them and need to pour into the children's lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;e) You can babysit sometimes for your old nannying family....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;f) You can go to work with your dad and help translate for the workers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;g) You can help the Coulombes with the food pantry and translating (Serenity, if you're read this, I am so stoked with the possiblity of helping you guys this summer!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ON and ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok God....thanks for changing my heart! Isn't He the best heart changer?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please pray that Cold Stone wouldn't mind hiring me for just a couple months :) and continued prayer for Costa Rica....but I know well enough that our Abba is a great provider...and THE PROVIDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok, gotta get some songs ready now for meeting but hope you have&amp;nbsp;a super blessed day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Suse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8098262932021774330?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8098262932021774330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8098262932021774330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8098262932021774330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-thoughts.html' title='Monday Thoughts'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-4693171019408033743</id><published>2010-05-15T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:24:04.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan.....Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S--MzitXTlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WegswP8OQNY/s1600/jord.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S--MzitXTlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WegswP8OQNY/s320/jord.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my good friend Jordan that I've gotten to know through dramas and German class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Aside from the fact that he is also a Spanish major (and we talk/text in English, German and Spanish), he is crazy talented and plays guitar/drums and records his songs. Oh, and he's radically on fire for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago he texted me "what could we do to better witnesses in our German class?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yesterday he informed me at the library after class (where some of us do worship/outreach when there aren't dramas) that he had gotten permission from our teacher to make an announcement at the end of class on Monday....for what? To ask if anyone wanted prayer, either for sickness, or just anything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yep! So like it or not, I (we) will be put out of our comfort zone on Monday! Please pray....that God would conquer like He always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Jordan is humble and loves everyone, as he always makes friends in our class and everywhere he goes. He has grown into a more caring and genuine person over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;He has similar music tastes to me (for example he is the only other person I know that knows of Enter the Worship Circle) and I enjoy worshiping together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Spirit is moving radically in Him and we often talk about things like baptism of the Spirit which He is praying for, and he is all over miracles and seeing our campus changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It's nice to have a good brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-4693171019408033743?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4693171019408033743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/jordanmonday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4693171019408033743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/4693171019408033743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/jordanmonday.html' title='Jordan.....Monday'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S--MzitXTlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WegswP8OQNY/s72-c/jord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-7558666885727758759</id><published>2010-05-11T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:38:34.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmm...I don't know how else to start this, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can say I was officially drunk (on the Spirit) for the first time last night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It lasted from about 8-12:30. I have no idea WHY or HOW but I know that it had to be the Spirit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Some symptoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-going around the house and blessing/encouraging 30+ girls (usually in a very crazy and non-coherent manner :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-going in and out of a multitude&amp;nbsp;accents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-serenading people with my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-having energy like I'd never felt before--yep, 4 hours going around the house like a mad woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-feeling (almost) no inhibitions...I was talking up a storm to girls that I hadn't even really talked to much (there are about 6) and didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-having an insane amount of joy and laughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;-sometimes not being able to stand up! and when I was in my sleeping porch before going to bed, I literally fell to the side and barely avoided crashing into things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Despite the fact that I had a 5 page paper to write last night, it didn't stop me at all! And somehow the Lord blessed that time because I wrote a page last night and am not worried about it at all and it's due in 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don't really know how to react to it- I'm a little embarrassed and humiliated now, as girls keep asking me how my hangover is, but at least I got to encourage and bless a ton of people that I may not have under the same condition?!? Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I guess when you ask for the Spirit to fill you up more, you have to be careful with what you ask for ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;If anyone has any thoughts about being drunk on the Spirit, I'm game for hearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-7558666885727758759?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7558666885727758759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/drunk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7558666885727758759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/7558666885727758759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/drunk.html' title='Drunk'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-391573342825567589</id><published>2010-05-10T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:32:38.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfin' Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;WOW, the Lord is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a good number of weeks, especially past few days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just got back from Lake Shasta with a group of people from a college ministry in Corvallis. Didn't even really want to go--didn't want to miss 2 days of school, pay money, be surrounded by new people, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;But hallelujah....God met me there...of course! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Don't have much time to say everything.....but let's just say He did some MAJOR refocusing and gentle convicting. One of the speakers gave an example of Jesus being the sun (or Son, haha!) to our solar system, and everything else--all the planets--revolve around Him! I know that in truth there are some areas that DON'T fully revolve around Him. He has been pointing some things out for me and it has been super good to truly make HIM the center of my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So beautiful to worship God with my sisters and brothers in the middle of a beautiful lake and trees! Made me weep one night at worship to feel Him so fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A GIRL IN MY HOUSEBOAT GOT SAVED!!!!! It was the COOLEST thing ever to see her radically transform and hear her tell how she had a tingly feeling all over as she was worshiping and how God finally broke through and she finally accepted Him! Another cool thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;this is one of my friends in Charis, named Kayla....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S-iEFYsyKQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5SJLTUhJj_M/s320/kaels.jpg" tt="true" /&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;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And her life has been radically changed! A year ago she was not following the Lord and she was in a completely different place, partying, etc.&amp;nbsp;and obviously just needing Him. She has blossomed so much this year and is soo joyful, beautiful, transparent, open, humble, fun&amp;nbsp;etc. Well ANYWAYS a few days ago (while still at Shasta) the Lord put it on my heart that Kayla would get baptized the next day. (they always do baptisms in the lake the last day). I wrote it in my journal on the top of the page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The next day (yesterday) I was out in the lake with some cabin mates baptizing one of the girls. About 10 minutes later, after she was done, I looked for Kayla and sighed with relief as I saw she still had dry hair (I hadn't missed it! :) She was out there for a while, even helping baptizing her brother and one of her best friends from Charis. Hmm...maybe today wasn't her day. But I knew it was! Finally, after the pastor called one more time for people to get baptized if it was put on their hearts, Kayla finally relented and got in the H20! My heart was soaring...such a beautiful thing, so cool to see obedience. I remember how hard of a thing it was for me to do, to go up there. Got to pray over her along with our other sisters and it was so amazing to see her pray out and see the Spirit wash over her as she got baptized. Such joy!! And as I told her about the journal, she said, "you knew before I did!" HAHA! Love how the Lord works.&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: Arial;"&gt;He is definitely romancing me like never before, and I am FINALLY putting some idols to death that needed to be stoned! Today has been awesome so far as I have been constantly praising Him and talking to Him. A little bit ago on my way back from math I told Him something like, "I feel like I am loving you...but can you give me a little taste of what You feel for me?" And I said, and before I get to Charis, preferably :) A few seconds later He said, "ohh, I'm surfing." What the heck, Jesus!?! Please explain. He said that he loved all the waves of love I was sending His way and that He was having&amp;nbsp;a blast riding on them today! Amazingly enough, He said He was pleasantly surprised every time one came His way! I feel like before He had to deal with a pond...not much wave action as I was too consumed with school, eating, working out, Facebook, etc. ! Lord, let me constantly let out waves of love and affection to the Most High who is my everything, let me be content in every circumstance, and ALWAYS have some time and room to give to Him!&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: Arial;"&gt;Lastly, my life verse in this season for me that I am loving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Psalm 74:21-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"Then I realized that my heart was bitter, and I was all torn up inside. I was so foolish and ignorant- I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yet I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #bf9000;"&gt;still belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you; you hold my right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;You guide me with your counsel, leading me to a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;glorious destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whom have I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in heaven but you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;desire you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more than anything on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;butu God &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;remains the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;and He is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;"&gt;mine forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&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: Arial;"&gt;WOOOHOOO! I have some more stories to share but I must go! The Lord is so good. Blessings to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;PS&amp;gt; Please continue to pray for peace and provision for Costa Rica! It's coming up so soon! :) (June 17).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;suse&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/8897397639817659157-391573342825567589?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/391573342825567589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/surfin-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/391573342825567589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/391573342825567589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/surfin-jesus.html' title='Surfin&apos; Jesus'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S-iEFYsyKQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5SJLTUhJj_M/s72-c/kaels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8846335523003023598</id><published>2010-04-20T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:26:19.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-a bad student right now...(in the process of finishing a 4 pg. argmentative paper due in 2 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-feeling like I'm stuck in routine, routine, routine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-feeling like I "am in ministry" (worship leading, small group leading, even group prayer) more than I can ever spend with Him alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-feeling like I'm an awful friend to some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-a little stressed about $ for Costa Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-super EXCITED for Costa Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-wishing the sun was out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-MISSING MEXICO and the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-feeling super disconnected to my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-struggeling with self-image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-learning a lot about self-control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-told that I am worship leader again next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-without a SINGLE fault in the Lord's eyes (reading Colossians)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;PHEW! just to name a few :) I guess that's why I haven't written for a while! Things are a bit crazy. I am clinging to Jesus as best I can, but it's been hard lately feeling Him there. I've been realizing why I have fallen into his awful cycle, and here are some lyrics that came into my head yesterday as I was talking to the Lord:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I have put You in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I have left You at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I have brushed You aside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;neglected and ignored You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And I cannot tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;How much it pains me to hurt You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And I'm here to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;to the loving arms of Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry, my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well I have to get back to that paper now but wanted to share a bit! The Lord is so good to me. blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;suse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8846335523003023598?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8846335523003023598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8846335523003023598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8846335523003023598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-1699284963078923453</id><published>2010-04-03T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T14:37:35.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;“May God bless you with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;discomfort&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at easy answers, half truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;May God bless you with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may work for justice, freedom and peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;May God bless you with &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, and war, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and to turn their pain in to joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And may God bless you with enough &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;foolishness&lt;/span&gt; to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Beautiful, huh?! This is my prayer too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I found this in a blog. (actually, a &lt;a href="http://costaricanhannah.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that I follow that is of an 18 yr old girl who moved to Costa Rica to teach high risk teenage girls typing and math skills in a slum for 9 months right out of high school...pretty addicting to read and her faith is so inspiring and it's getting me even more stoked to go there! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;P.S&gt; If you want to read one of her cool stories, here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://costaricanhannah.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-108.html"&gt;Day 108.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story of the Sandia&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up with a craving for sandia. Watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to get some.&lt;br /&gt;First I woke up at 5:30 and finished making a math test for my students. Then I thought of the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;Next I went on a run in the hot hot heat. Still, I thought of the watermelon.Then I sat myself on the bus and planned out the purchase. I would get to work, give my girls their test, and then buy the plump red perfection on my way home through downtown.&lt;br /&gt;I got to La Carpio. My students presented their Infomercial assignments; I had told them to "sell" various geometric shapes, cramming lots of information about each two-dimensional form in a short amount of time. One group promised the rest of the class that a quadrilateral was the best deal on the market -- "We'll throw in not one, not two, not three, but FOUR angles!" That made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I thought of the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we spent thirty minutes on their vocabulary test. I read my book. And tasted the watermelon in my near future.&lt;br /&gt;Once that was done, I hopped back on the bus. Only forty-five minutes left of this grueling anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I had made it: I was in front of the fruit stand. It was staring me right in the face, as if every black seed from the quarter slice was an unblinking eye, begging to be consumed. I forked over 600 colones, about one dollar, knowing that I was getting ripped off (I can buy two pineapples for the same price). No matter. This was going to be a sacred snack.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying my long-awaited juicy treasure through downtown, I began pondering the consumption. Should I eat it in the plaza? No, the piece was too big. I didn't have anything to cut it with...my 6'3" frame already provided enough clumsy attention.&lt;br /&gt;I boarded my second bus and continued thinking. Should I just wait until I made it home, cut it there? No, there was an inedible, over-ripe watermelon waiting in the fridge. My host mother had bought it and would be confused why I had bought my own. It's a delicate thing, the relationship with a host family -- particularly when it comes to food. No, I couldn't eat it in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;A broken woman with less teeth than fingers guided a pig-tailed girl through the crowded bus aisle. She began barking an oh-so-common woe-is-me life story, holding out dirty hands that had done dirty things. Again, the watermelon entered my mind -- should I eat it in the little park a block from my home, where the only thing that could mock my devouring was rainbow walls of graffiti? No...that was too dangerous, that park was empty for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;"We have all made mistakes, all sinned," the words fell from her face like a band's first show, well-practiced but lacking presentation. "Solo Dios es perfecto...Only God is perfect." What if I just ate the watermelon alone in my room? Perhaps cut half of it to save for later, read some more. Here was something I had wanted for hours, had planned for, had savored the very thought of savoring it. What was the answer to my predicament?&lt;br /&gt;We slammed on the brakes and words came rushing at me -- words from an unnamed taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;"The way I see it, every question, every worry, has a very clear solution. You have control of your actions. And if your question has no answer, if it isn't something you can fix, then why worry about it?"&lt;br /&gt;Once more I saw eyes staring at me, but not the empty stare of seeds that would never be planted. No, these were the eyes of the innocent youngling gripping at her mother's drug-scarred body. As her mom drilled and droned, the daughter looked at me. I looked back. The tattered soul that jabbered on, the tired empty shell that life had gnawed on and spat out, the ex-convict, the mother, the person in front of me -- she had been that little girl once. She had let her own mother play with her hair, she had found joy in a lollipop, she had held someone's hand, held it tight.&lt;br /&gt;At that instant the answer was clear. As fingers fumbled through coin purses that held the promises of meals, textbooks, and future days, I took one last look at the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;"Para su familia," I offered, "For your family."&lt;br /&gt;The woman placed her hand on my head and gave me a genuine grin that life had filled with empty spaces. "Dios te bendiga, mi amor...God bless you, sweetheart."&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jesus in that woman. And you know what? I decided that was what I was really craving all along.--Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-1699284963078923453?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1699284963078923453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1699284963078923453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/1699284963078923453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8641193185787418656</id><published>2010-03-31T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:38:39.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mExIcO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S7PaxWK-wMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ct924PfjWM8/s1600/pepino2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S7PaxWK-wMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ct924PfjWM8/s400/pepino2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454944114975883458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepino (5)and I! He is the youngest of 5 brothers at the orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to come up with words for this post, but my heart is still too achy. &lt;br /&gt;The moment I got to Mexico I felt it was my home, the first time I was surrounded by the children, I felt they were mine, and when I asked Him to break my heart for what breaks His, He successfully did that so I was sobbing the night before I left.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously--what am I doing here in school??--is the question and thought that plagues me daily. But I known firmly that God still has me here. &lt;br /&gt;In my quiet time today, He revealed to me that before I go to the nations I must learn to love &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;every orphan spirit&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and begin really serving and loving in one the most difficult--hard hearted environments. &lt;br /&gt;I love little orphan (spirited) Mexican children! It is so much easier for me to love them. Now that I know that, I want to focus on those orphan spirits that are more difficult to pour out on.&lt;br /&gt;He did so much in Mexico, stretched me a TON and I got to see His sweet faithfulness for bringing me there. I know someday, whether sooner or later, I will be back. &lt;br /&gt;I will post more later and also have more pics too! Thanks so much for your prayers. Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Suse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8641193185787418656?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8641193185787418656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/mexico.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8641193185787418656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8641193185787418656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/mexico.html' title='mExIcO'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S7PaxWK-wMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ct924PfjWM8/s72-c/pepino2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6774620952297027274</id><published>2010-03-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:18:19.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>I'm going to Costa Rica for study abroad!!!&lt;br /&gt;This June 17-August 1. Pretty crazy stuff. I don't have words, I'm so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...I leave for Mexico in 2 days! Please be praying. I am also SUPER stoked for this.&lt;br /&gt;It has been so cool to see Him provide for me in the last few weeks, it's so nice to see Him be Jehovah Jireh. I think sometimes He likes to mock my little faith by His great acts so I can trust Him again. Thanks for praying for my finances--I am learning to live day by day and though it is stressful at times--I am never shaken by it cuz I know Who owns the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am studying for my one and only final tomorrow..astronomy..:( I don't think my study habits will ever change...night before it is!! I still find it amusing that the Lord would bring me to college..knowing my level of motivation! But I am happy to say that I am super content being here even if I get a C in a class like astronomy! I am still loved the same by Him and He is pleased with my effort.&lt;br /&gt;I will admit, I have had some hard days recently where I just want OUT of here and INTO where I belong...and orphanage in Mexico, Bolivia, loving on the poor...apparently He has more lessons to ingrain in me here! He is bringing me back to lessons I've already learned, which sometimes makes me frustrated-but it is good for me. I have to refocus myself on the HERE and the NOW and what God has in store at THIS season of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't think I'll miss late night studying for pointless classes! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6774620952297027274?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6774620952297027274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-official.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6774620952297027274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6774620952297027274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-103606574343466283</id><published>2010-03-14T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:13:27.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>discouraging days</title><content type='html'>I am SO thankful for so many things in my life. So hopeful for so many things. Trusting God with so much in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I have days like today where I am just discouraged, especially about ever finding a husband. Sometimes I feel like I live in a hole (a Charis hole, for that matter) and I avoid social events, and I go to a church that has about 50 people, and live in a way where I rarely meet new people (though yes, this is my fault too). &lt;br /&gt;I have days like today where I fear that I will be an old maid...forever. I can dream of the future but even these thoughts give me no hope if I have no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;assurance&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of it. &lt;br /&gt;Days like these I have to completely refocus, STOP, and try to get a glimpse of Jesus' vast love for me and that He THRIVES on giving good gifts to His children. Also that I have the privilege of being part of the Bride of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;This is an amazing thought, that God would make a man out of the dust, create generations and all ethnicities of people, love them despite their endless wrongdoings due to an ugly enemy, love them faithfully even though they turn their back countless times, and then want to take them for a BRIDE. This kind of love I will never know, and Jesus, I am honored and humbled even to get to have a relationship with you.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am a little discouraged and impatient, but the fun part is that as I wait on the Lord and pour my life into HIM, I will get to see Him bring a man out of nowhere someday (Lord willing)and see His faithfulness in knowing every desire of my heart. I am thankful that I have this time to learn fulfillment in the Lord alone, how to love Him more fully, how to become more selfless and giving (both for God and for my future husb) and to become prepared in the way He has designed me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think....are all my dozens of letters to him and my purity going to waste if I never have him? But whatever happens, I say to myself, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NO&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How much more should I long to be pure for the Lord, and not just an earthly male that will never be able to fully satisfy me??&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard lesson, these are hard days, but I will run the race strong, and finish strong.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear friends for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;suse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-103606574343466283?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/103606574343466283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/discouraging-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/103606574343466283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/103606574343466283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/discouraging-days.html' title='discouraging days'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-8305671868630084302</id><published>2010-03-11T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:25:16.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name</title><content type='html'>So...my last name is Omundson, originally "Amundsen" from our Norwegian relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Today I was randomly looking up names/meanings online and I ran into:&lt;br /&gt;    {Amund=divine protection}&lt;br /&gt;WOW! crazy. It's ironic (well with God, nothing is ironic) because as I mentioned, when I gave my testimony the main theme that came up was that God was my PROTECTOR. I have seen His hand protect me in COUNTLESS situations and I know He will continue to every day of my life--even if it looks different than I imagine. It is part of who He is, part of His divine good nature. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Coupled with my name that means "lily", I am doing pretty well! HA! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-8305671868630084302?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8305671868630084302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8305671868630084302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/8305671868630084302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3371756727219337123</id><published>2010-03-10T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:28:07.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle!</title><content type='html'>Ever since my aunt Megan (and uncle Chris) in Wheaton, Illinois had their son Bjorn 9years ago, they have desperately wanted more kids. My aunt especially always wished for lots of little kids. However, the time they had Bjorn was a miracle, and following that they tried in vitro countless times to no avail. And it was just physically impossible for my aunt to conceive naturally. Everyone pretty much accepted, including Megan and Chris, that they couldn't and wouldn't have anymore, and they grew to be content with that.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years though, I PRAYED and PRAYED. I don't think anything broke my heart more to see this wonderful, patient, wise, beautiful, God-filled, fun, generous, creative, etc. mother want more kids and not be able to have more (even though she poured everything she had into Bjorn and was/is so grateful for him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY...9 YEARS LATER...I get a text from my aunt: {"Susie, ready for another cousin?"} AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I shrieked and jumped up and down for joy for a good 5 minutes. Apparently they had decided to do one more round of in vitro. She said it was truly a miracle. Although she is only a little over a month along, she says it's the furthest she's ever gone. PLEASE pray with me that this baby will continue to grow healthy and strong, that she will not miscarry, and that my aunt will be healthy. By the way, she is 40, so obviously there are higher risks. But I am PRAISING THE LORD for His goodness and faithfulness. I pray that He would continue to give her the desires of her heart and that this would totally make her fall in love with Him on a new level. He has already done a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**an additional note...she had a %0-5 of conceiving from the last round of in vitro..GOD LOVES TO BEAT THE ODDS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3371756727219337123?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3371756727219337123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/miracle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3371756727219337123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3371756727219337123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/miracle.html' title='Miracle!'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2661739129081888514</id><published>2010-03-07T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:21:35.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redeemed</title><content type='html'>Well, in a nutshell, Jesus is GOOD! If you know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for praying about my testimony. The Lord flashed down His awesome supernatural rays of peace and freedom and He let me be BOLD and TRANSPARENT (the 2 words He gave me for this year) and say exactly what I needed to say. I was nervous for about 10 seconds and as soon as I started I was able to look all of the 46 girls in the eyes and not be discouraged. THAT is the Holy Spirit in me!&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls in my house is awesome and sends super right-on mass verse texts every day and this is the one she sent the day I gave my testimony (her completely forgetting about my testimony later):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{"But Moses pleaded with the Lord, 'O Lord, I'm not very good with words. I never have been, and I'm not now, even though you have spoken to me. I get tongue tied, and my words get tangled'. Then the Lord asked Moses, 'Who makes a person's mouth? Who decides whether people speak or do not speak, hear or do not hear, see or do not see? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go! I will be with you as you speak, and I will instruct you in what to say." -Ex. 4:10-11}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool hearing my story as I spoke it. I never thought it was anything special or unique until I gave it. I am blown away by the places the Lord has brought me to...and the theme throughout my story was PROTECTOR and friend. He has protected me in so many ways that I can't see until now, and that He has always been my constant companion and bestest friend. &lt;br /&gt;I spoke of the great things God has done...and how He has redeemed/is redeeming the ugly parts of my life. It feels so good (mainly afterwards) to be so transparent, especially as the worship leader and a small group leader. I feel afterwards I had such huge weights lifted off of me and that He was weeping with joy. Now what the Lord is working in me is to reflect a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;humble love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that comes from  Him alone, that was the root of Him dying for us.&lt;br /&gt;After my story, I have gotten a chance to have some real good conversations with the girls. One of my own roommates told me that "we needed to talk" and we went out on a date where she spilled some deep isues-stones unturned- and we got to see God's hand of redemption move. &lt;br /&gt;I could talk for hours about how the Lord is moving in our house and unifying us, and the work of repentance he's churning in us. It's also exciting as we're almost finished with determining management for next year and how the Lord has confirmed so many things through so many people and how cool He is.&lt;br /&gt;I am in such a good-restful-joyful-peaceful place right now. Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Well, now on to my Spanish presentation that's due tmro....:)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Suse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2661739129081888514?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2661739129081888514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/redeemed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2661739129081888514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2661739129081888514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/redeemed.html' title='Redeemed'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-2732395594422368468</id><published>2010-02-23T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:10:31.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits</title><content type='html'>Well, since it has been a while since my last post, I thought I would share little tidbits about my life.&lt;br /&gt;{3 weeks+ 1 day of finals till Spring break (or Mexico, I should say!) The Lord has graciously provided for this trip-even though I can't SEE all the provision yet-He has given me the go ahead for it! Another way to stretch my trust. If I haven't talked much about it, I will be going-change that to driving down in 2 vans- with about 13 other girls mainly from my house (along with our awesome, amazing cook and a dad) to Tijuana Mexico. We will be staying in an orphanage and mainly helping out there, loving on kids, and possibly helping out in a nearby hospice, etc. I am SOO excited and this will be my first time in a Spanish speaking country. I'm sure you'll hear more about this trip in the upcoming weeks (and definitely afterwards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I had my Costa Rica interview last week (all in Spanish) and PTL I think it went pretty well! I really have no worries about getting in or not because God is in control. This is for my study abroad trip this June 17-July 31st. I am also super stoked for this. But at times struggeling and burdened about the financial aspects of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{One of my best friends Whitney (roomie from last year) is getting married this August 7th and I will get to sing and play in her wedding! She is one of the most beautiful women of the Lord I have ever met and am so excited for them. Her fiance is serving the military in Iraq right now and it has been hard for them to be apart for almost 11 months, but they have grown even more so because of it. And a huge blessing, they will probably be moving back to Corvallis next year as he finishes school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Even though it was over a week ago, I had a FABULOUS valentines day. One of my best friends (Amy's) dad "Papa Hood" insisted that he take his daughter valentine (me) out to lunch and I was so blessed. Papa and Mama Hood have truly taken me in like a daughter and I am blown away by their generosity, grace, kindness, humor, and example of a great marriage. Then, my roommate and friend Rebecca and I spontaneously decided to go to the beach. 45 minutes later, we arrived to Newport, and it ended up being SUNNY and BEAUTIFUL and not even that cold! It was a glorious, healing day and was just what we needed. Rebecca had just broken up with her boyfriend of 5 years as led by the Lord and it was so cool to sing and dance around on the beach to "I am free to run!". The day ended with a little Yogurt Extreme (the new, most delicious ice cream place a few blocks down). I felt so spoiled by the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{The sunny weather! The last week was full of sunny (ok, still a little cold :) days and that is always a reason for me to rejoice. I LOVE the time when spring is just around the corner. If you live/have lived in Oregon, you know what I mean. It's like a personal gift from God to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Ok, so I am for sure sharing my testimony with the house this next Monday, March 1! I have felt so much more peace about it, but I would still really appreciate your prayers. I know naturally I will be super nervous and just dreadful. Pray the SUPERNATURAL will come over me and Jesus will wrap me up in His arms. I am spending at least an hour every day this week just praying about it and letting the Lord prepare me. I am super excited to just do it and have it over with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{BTW the day after those lyrics came to me, I sat down at the piano and Jesus gave me a whole new melody for it and the rest of the song! One girl in my house was particularly blessed by it and I am praising the Lord. This has been a huge year of developing and realizing my gifting--not to take pride in it, obviously--but not to hide it! And not to keep it for myself but to bless and nurture others through it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{My favorite verse to meditate on recently: 1 Cor 2:9- "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him." I can be confident that no matter what dreams or desires of mine ever get fulfilled, if I am abandoned to loving Him and hearing His heart and following Him wholeheartedly, I will never be disappointed. THANK YOU JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Which reminds me, in the last few weeks I had been stressed out about my major and what I was going to do with it. I had considered dropping the education aspect of it and just doing Spanish and HDFS (human development and family services) so I could do orphangage stuff someday. I was just trusting the Lord and laying it before Him. Then, last Thursday morning I woke up, and I felt at complete peace to keep my education minor and go in the teaching route. The Lord could completely change this by the time I graduate, but as of now, I am excited to teach!!! I am thinking now of something like ESL for elementary kids. I realized I was hesitant in this area because I didn't believe in my capabilities and was fearful of potential failure. But then I look back at how I was 4 and fist wanted to be a teacher, and how i taught imaginary school every day for countless years. I feel it has always been ingrained in me. I don't think most other children got whiteboards or an overhead for their birthday! I still have such a passion to live abroad and love on poor and needy children, or to work for IJM, so we will see how the Lord will lead! It is exciting..and still far away. My life and plans are held out to Him with open hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I don't know if this is normal or not for a 19 year old, but I have had such an intesnse desire this year just to HAVE KIDS! Somedays I am so impatient to be a MOTHER! I am savoring this time in my life, but many days I can't help but look ahead. I am obsessed with names. My favorite names right now are {Fe, Mairyn, Luceia, Ellarie, Aivelyn} and {Kiam, Abel, Kaedmon, Noam and Job}. Lord grant me patience! Somedays I fear it will never happen...but I am trying to focus on the here and now and the growth the Lord is doing in me now and intimacy with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is most of it....I must get ready for class now but more to come in the near future! Thanks for reading! The Lord is good. Love you devoted friends!&lt;br /&gt;Suse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Here are some pics of the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgEIlrgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H5wLBcJ_nYk/s1600-h/S7302271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgEIlrgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H5wLBcJ_nYk/s400/S7302271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579873911669058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgDkTqLlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1jI967eNqVo/s1600-h/S7302269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgDkTqLlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1jI967eNqVo/s400/S7302269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579864172408402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgC_3iB5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/8SE7nqAYEhA/s1600-h/S7302265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgC_3iB5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/8SE7nqAYEhA/s400/S7302265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579854390757266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgCV4znsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xbkW2jRDgCw/s1600-h/S7302237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgCV4znsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xbkW2jRDgCw/s400/S7302237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579843121815234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgBuCRTMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EXF_btSSNSs/s1600-h/S7302233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgBuCRTMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EXF_btSSNSs/s400/S7302233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579832424090818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-2732395594422368468?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2732395594422368468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/tidbits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2732395594422368468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/2732395594422368468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S4RgEIlrgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H5wLBcJ_nYk/s72-c/S7302271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5947150887231659394</id><published>2010-02-05T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:27:28.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half a Lyric.....Testimony</title><content type='html'>So last night, I was trying to go to bed early (11:30 ish) and I couldn't. I was sort of just thinking and praying for a while and the lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;         {I get lost in Your eyes, and found in Your love}&lt;br /&gt;popped in my head with a melody. I kept repeating it in my head and eventually I knew I wouldn't fall asleep anytime soon, so I took my guitar and journal down to the prayer room and waited to see if more would come. I got to &lt;br /&gt;         {I get lost in Your eyes, and found in Your love&lt;br /&gt;          Wrecked by Your grace, and saved by your beauty&lt;br /&gt;          There is no one else like You}&lt;br /&gt;I was a little frustrated that I wasn't getting any verses or anything else for this song. I was using precious hours of sleep! i thought to myself vaguely. &lt;br /&gt;I learned last night that sometimes He has to use different methods to get me to "come away with Him". I probably wouldn't have spent that little time with Him if He had just whispered..."Get up! I want tell you something..." as lame as that sounds. I probably would have just said, "You can tell me from here if it's important!" :)But he knows how songs get to my heart! :) I love how funny He is. It was a sweet half hour or so with the Lord that I wouldn't have gotten had I stayed in bed. And, I realized that even if the song doesn't come to fruition, the words were meaningful to me at that point in time, and the Lord was blessed just by me singing that little chorus over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Request: God has put it strongly on my heart to share my testimony with my house (at our mon. night meeting). The last few testimonies have been very vulnerable, very powerful-girls sharing very deep and hard things, confessing things for the first time...and each time I knew I was supposed to as well. I REALLY am not wanting to right now, especially as I will be sharing sins and other parts of my life that are hard to talk about, in front of 46 other girls. But I know that if I want those areas of my life to be healed, I need to "confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed." I know that all the girls are so full of grace, and they will still love and accept me the same, but even if they didn't my prayer is that I would put transparency above a good reputation. I think I will be giving it Mon. Feb 22. Please just pray that the Lord would be preparing me until that time, giving me wisdom and things I need to say or leave out, and giving me peace, freedom and joy. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much! I appreciate all your prayers, and am thankful that the Lord hears them.&lt;br /&gt;Susannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5947150887231659394?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5947150887231659394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/half-lyrictestimony.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5947150887231659394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5947150887231659394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/half-lyrictestimony.html' title='Half a Lyric.....Testimony'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-5635778521557479002</id><published>2010-01-29T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:31:30.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramas</title><content type='html'>http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/video/video.php?v=1107064157369&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday, a bunch of us go in front of the library (on campus) and do these dramas. I'm hoping the above link works so you can get a little taste of it...this is from last year. &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, doing it for over a year now, we have not seen much visible fruit from it. {The dramas, if you don't know, are done to different songs that display the gospel}&lt;br /&gt;However, many, many people have seen/see them. We do them faithfully for the Lord because we never know how many seeds are being planted in people, and we know the Spirit works in mysterious ways. We are also open to praying healing for people as they walk by and are making a more conscious effort to listen to the Spirit when opportunities arise. Today, two different guys who didn't appear to be believers came up to us to tell us how cool it was/what a great job we did. I firmly believe that hearts are softening and that the harvest is ripe. I believe there are so many people that are willing to seek Him and receive from Him if only they get a little whiff, a little nudge.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep us in your prayers if you remember!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Susannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-5635778521557479002?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5635778521557479002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/dramas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5635778521557479002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/5635778521557479002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/dramas.html' title='Dramas'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6776660257006643050</id><published>2010-01-22T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:58:43.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Things</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful for in the spiritual realm that aren't true in reality:&lt;br /&gt;1) An open door to God's presence. I realize I spend lots of time entering in codes to get into my house, spouting off ID numbers to get into the gym, or on the computer to get to email, facebook, Blackboard (the school system), etc. Passwords to get into EVERYTHING it seems! But Jesus tells us in Hebrews 10:19-20, "And so, dear brothers and sisters, we can boldly enter heaven's Most Holy Place because of the blood of Jesus. By his death, Jesus opened a new and life-giving way through the curtain into the Most Holy Place." COOL! It seems like to have access to this glorious place would require a significant password. But even though I don't deserve it, I can enter the throne time at ANY point in time I wish. My wish is that I would want to be in that place more and more. But then again, it DOESN'T really surprise me, because HE IS Jesus, and as He strongly desires us to be in a flowing, growing relationship, he gives me the chance to seek Him at any given time. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;2) Relating to #1, the ability to consume more and more of Him. I just went to Winco and got some delcious groceries. Not having healthy snack food/weekend food for a while, today I just wanted to eat everything, at least a little bit of everything. But I know that if I did that, the food wouldn't spread out as long and I can't afford that. I am soo grateful that He never runs out, and that His desire IS for me to partake more, just like in Esther 1:8, "By edict of the king, no limits were placed on the drinking, for the king had instructed all his palace officials to serve each man as much as he wanted." We don't have to worry about there not being more of His surprise, blessings, love, provision, joy, ETC or having to "spread it out" when we do encounter it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old song lyric that has been running through my head:&lt;br /&gt;.....{Lord, You have my heart, and I will search for Yours}.......&lt;br /&gt;I love knowing that God is a jealous God. I love that God puts jealousy in my own life so that I can see a glimpse of his jealousy for me. It makes me sad that people..myself included at times.. can't see that goodness in the Lord's jealousy, especially when reading the Old Testament. But it is all out of love.&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that little rabbit trail, I hope you have a glorious day and hope you partake more and more of Jesus without end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6776660257006643050?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6776660257006643050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6776660257006643050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6776660257006643050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-things.html' title='Two Things'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-3228871337713586108</id><published>2010-01-20T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:40:00.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practically Speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S1d0fqf7aaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Otm-ppG07V0/s1600-h/stairwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S1d0fqf7aaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Otm-ppG07V0/s320/stairwell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428935963151395234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a LOT of time walking up and down stairs here at OSU. Stairwells always make me kind of depressed; maybe because I'm dreading the next class I have to go to, or they wipe me out (ha), or I just feel isolated from everyone walking by me. Whatever the case, I probably spend an average of 15 minutes just walking up the stairs each day. (Staircases here are not QUITE as gloomy as the one shown, but that's kind of how I feel). Maybe I don't like staircases because I feel like I have to go, go, go, and it seems impossible to stop and shed light on someone's day. It feels like an endless cycle.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, metaphorically, I just feel like I'm walking up and down stairs, and not really getting anywhere. Or stopping anywhere. I feel I am inadequate to fulfill my biggest heart's desire, to love God with all my heart, and to love my NEIGHBOR as I do myself. That's one part that is SO hard being in a secular, very very dark environment. There is SO much darkness that I have to constantly pray for joy and worship Jesus or else I'll fall apart! &lt;br /&gt;I have been hearing Matthew 5:16 in my head for a while now: {In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.} I want to talk less and listen more. I want what I say to be gracious and attactive. I want to treat each person I encounter like &lt;strong&gt;the one&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;How do I give a whiff of Jesus to my astronomy lab teacher, a bald woman who has cancer and is undergoing chemo and radiation? Or the more awkward guys in my swing dancing class? Or the students to my left in right in Spanish and German?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be so drenched in His presence that I can't help but give some off when I talk to people...or even just send them a smile. I think I have been waiting for huge opportunities when Jesus really just wants me to recognize the small moments when I can give Him glory.&lt;br /&gt;Well I must go to class now. Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;suse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-3228871337713586108?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3228871337713586108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/practically-speaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3228871337713586108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/3228871337713586108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/practically-speaking.html' title='Practically Speaking'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knxmUGK6efk/S1d0fqf7aaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Otm-ppG07V0/s72-c/stairwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897397639817659157.post-6008222819216963714</id><published>2010-01-18T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:59:42.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singlehood'/><title type='text'>Welcome~Bienvenidos~Wilkommen</title><content type='html'>Hello Dear Friends....&lt;br /&gt;well, welcome to my new blog, which I decided to start up for a fresh start and to try to capture more of the daily/little things in my life instead of blogging a ton over the span of 11 years! Well, maybe not 11 years....:) I am truly going to be better about blogging more so keep checking back in! &lt;br /&gt;This is a little daunting because there is SO much I want to share with the world that I have been learning, and I don't even know where to start. BUT I will give it another shot!&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE NOW IN A {big} nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;I am in a GOOD place. A place that consists of a lot of healing, tears, and convictions, but also a place where I am seeing the Lord's love, goodness and creativity abound. Like the song says, "the more I seek Him, the more I find Him. The more I find Him, the more I love Him." I have also noticed that "the more I love Him, the more I trust Him."&lt;br /&gt;Previously I have not really shared my world of being single. I want to start opening it up more because I  a)am really starting to relish this time and want to encourage others in it  b)have been convicted the past few months of WHY have been/am single right now  c)want to share my struggles and joys  d)would like you to know how to pray if you feel led :)&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading a book called "When God Writes Your Love Story" by Eric and Leslie Ludy, and it is changing my world. In short, it is making me so thankful for the purity that I have and the way the Lord has and is protecting me, relieved that if I let Him "have the pen to my love story" I will not be disappointed, amazed that He has only my best interests in mind, and so trusting that He can and will give me above and beyond what I had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;A key process is happening in my singleness now, and that is {finding ALL of my satisfaction, joy and security in the Lord, and letting Him become the center of my life, in all that I say and do} WOW. This is such a big one and one I believe I can improve on for the rest of my time on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be jumping around, but when I mentioned above, "the more I love Him, the more I trust Him" it was because of my previous mistrust in the Lord that I subconsciously harbored. I felt that because nothing had/has ever happened to me in the romantic realm, that deep down maybe He wanted me to be miserable or that maybe I was doing something wrong. But now He has revealed so much to me, and I am so confident that He has great plans for me, no matter what. I am aware of His heart for me, so full of love and so wanting to pour out blessings. I am in a place of trust. I am also just falling SOOO deeply in love with Him to a place I've never been. It's incredible! It is a joy to serve Him and love Him and can't wait for our relationship to grow and grow. I am SO grateful for who He is, and know that I don't deserve a bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry this was a little longer, but please keep peeking in to hear the latest and greatest! (or not so greatest)&lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Susannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897397639817659157-6008222819216963714?l=susannahsjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6008222819216963714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcomebienvenidoswilkommen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6008222819216963714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897397639817659157/posts/default/6008222819216963714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susannahsjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcomebienvenidoswilkommen.html' title='Welcome~Bienvenidos~Wilkommen'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkz-sf0Rzlg/TwVfrkc1NnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sX1vCpC9W0E/s220/jump.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
