<?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-879502874043990075</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:32:34.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living, Loving, BeLieving</title><subtitle type='html'>Becoming Me and Learning to Love Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-2699509966126226345</id><published>2011-08-10T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T16:21:03.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Check out Chocolate Covered Katie's website for an awesome giveaway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2011/08/10/the-best-giveaway-ever"&gt;http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2011/08/10/the-best-giveaway-ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-2699509966126226345?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/2699509966126226345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=2699509966126226345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2699509966126226345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2699509966126226345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/08/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-4288984619467665081</id><published>2011-04-21T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:15:07.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Out</title><content type='html'>I am learning to step out of my comfort zone. The act of doing things that are not "easy" or "normal" has not been easy in the past for me. However, as another birthday has come and gone, I reflect on what I have achieved and accomplished throughout the past year. The majority of what has been accomplished is due to going against the norm, stepping over boundaries I placed in my life, and intentionally living life to the fullest. I pray that I can live a fulfilled life without self-created obstacles and live life to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-4288984619467665081?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/4288984619467665081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=4288984619467665081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4288984619467665081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4288984619467665081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/04/stepping-out.html' title='Stepping Out'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-1869059241153274979</id><published>2011-04-08T14:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:43:39.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in a Rut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Have you ever felt like you were stuck in a rut? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;I have. I do. Webster's dictionary defines a rut as either "a track worn by habitual passage" or "a usual fixed practice; especially: a monotonous routine". As I look back on the first quarter of this year, I can definitely see how "habitual passage" of life has left me in a rut: the loss of my job, a large cut in pay, the death of Mrs. Ruby (not to mention the daily hardships of life) have left me tired. I used to feel guilty for feeling tired. Over-worked and exhausted were a part of my daily routine because of obligations to other people. As I have grown, I have realized that I am not responsible for everyone else. I have to take care of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;As I struggle with thoughts of sadness, I am reminded "to choose joy". As Easter approaches, I remember 2000 years ago that Jesus died for me. He died for me in order that I may experience life to the fullest, which includes joy. Life isn't all roses and candy, but I must believe that I am supposed to experience joy and embrace happiness in whatever form that it surrounds me. I must be grateful and remember that He will not leave me stranded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Today- I choose joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-1869059241153274979?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/1869059241153274979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=1869059241153274979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1869059241153274979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1869059241153274979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/04/stuck-in-rut.html' title='Stuck in a Rut'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-4181114590791183511</id><published>2011-03-13T19:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:56:22.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Life and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taCkKhB6u0E/TX1jic4xJPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_mowxGFfZc0/s1600/Mrs.Ruby%2BOlive%2BGarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "For every time there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to heal and a time to kill. A time to tear down and a time to build up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to turn away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On March 1, 2011, one of the most loving people I know passed away. I considered her my grandmother. I lived with her and Mr. Clete (her husband) the summer after my freshman year of college in 2006. Meet Mrs. Ruby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583728129196993810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ywNdIudOOkk/TX1jJk8krRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h4CaodWoYs4/s320/Mrs.Ruby%2Bgrad.jpg" /&gt;Although we were not related by blood, Mrs. Ruby came to important days/events for both my brother and I throughout the past 19 years, even when she was not in the best health. This was last May at our graduation, and the next picture was taken after my Honor's Thesis Presentation that she attended. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583728556530279666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taCkKhB6u0E/TX1jic4xJPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_mowxGFfZc0/s320/Mrs.Ruby%2BOlive%2BGarden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss her greatly already, but I have peace knowing that she is no longer in pain and suffering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through everything, I am reminded that there is a season for everything. The words that stand out to me lately in this verse are heal, cry, laugh, grieve, dance, embrace, search, quiet, speak, and love. Lately, my life has consisted of all of those in the verb form. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will &lt;em&gt;heal &lt;/em&gt;from the wounds life has dealt me. I am reminded of the Point of Grace song "Heal the Wound", which states "&lt;em&gt;Heal the wound but leave the scar, a reminder of how merciful you are"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will &lt;em&gt;cry &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;grieve, &lt;/em&gt;but I won't let my faith be shaken; instead, I will use those processes to strengthen my faith and draw closer to the one who gives me strength.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will &lt;em&gt;laugh &lt;/em&gt;and find joy in daily life, for my joy rests not in the world but in "He who took the nails for me". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embracing&lt;/em&gt; life and those in my life has not always been easy. Finding comfort and seeking love and understanding from those around me is becoming easier; part of that is putting away my pride and becoming humble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find myself &lt;em&gt;searching&lt;/em&gt; a lot lately: for a church, for friends, for my purpose in life....the list could go on. The more I search, the more I find out more about myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love that &lt;em&gt;quiet &lt;/em&gt;comes before &lt;em&gt;speak&lt;/em&gt;. As I get older, I realize how much words really do impact the world and others in our lives. I am reminded to think and be quiet before I speak. I do not consider myself profound or wise, but I pray the more I consider my words before I speak, the more they may be heard and used for love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;. Love in many forms exists and I am reminded that lately. I pray I can portray love to other even a small percentage of how much He loves me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-4181114590791183511?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/4181114590791183511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=4181114590791183511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4181114590791183511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4181114590791183511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/03/season-of-life-and-love.html' title='Season of Life and Love'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ywNdIudOOkk/TX1jJk8krRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h4CaodWoYs4/s72-c/Mrs.Ruby%2Bgrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-571792021687778548</id><published>2011-01-20T13:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:05:55.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So- I am linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Korner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for fun. She is doing a "Show Us Your Singles" Day and, well, that includes myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....my name is Christina. I am from North Louisiana, live in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DFW&lt;/span&gt; area, and am in my mid-20's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564359598116148914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TTiTksA_lrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/x_IsbHGPk0E/s320/christinabiopicture.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I an currently attending graduate school, and have a background in the field of Music Education. I enjoy singing, cooking, running, and spending time with friends. I love my family tremendously, and miss them greatly. I am not big into sports, but enjoy working out (I do spin classes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TurboKick&lt;/span&gt;) and watching sports on television occasionally (Go New Orleans Saints! :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564359988329165042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TTiT7ZrBsPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qZIfNNftB2k/s320/Josh%2527sWedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the above picture is slightly embarrassing (ha!), it really does show my fun side- I am not afraid to have a good time! I am also not embarrassed to share my faith in God. I try to rely on Him fully everyday, for He is my strength, and live my life according to His teachings and word. Thanks for stopping by to my little blog world today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-571792021687778548?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/571792021687778548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=571792021687778548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/571792021687778548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/571792021687778548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/01/introducing-myself.html' title='Introducing myself...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TTiTksA_lrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/x_IsbHGPk0E/s72-c/christinabiopicture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6517535470882540926</id><published>2011-01-17T20:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:05:09.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This past week has not been easy. In fact, it has possibly been the hardest week I have ever experienced. However, through all the pain, tears, anger, and seemingly senselessness, I have found an inner peace and strength that can only come from the one above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I found words of hope from friends and family, even those who did not know the situation bestowed upon me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; status updates have never seemed more positive or encouraging. I found this one to be specifically relevant and it spoke to me: &lt;blockquote&gt;"Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we may&lt;br /&gt;see Life with a clearer view again."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I could not have said it better myself. I believe in God's plan, although it does involve heartache sometimes. I believe this too shall pass, and His promises revealed in ways I can not fathom. I am holding onto that truth and believing with all that is in me- for hope is all I have.&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/879502874043990075-6517535470882540926?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6517535470882540926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6517535470882540926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6517535470882540926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6517535470882540926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/01/words-of-hope.html' title='Words of Hope'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-790667294492007085</id><published>2011-01-12T14:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:46:33.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord is my strength and my salvation...</title><content type='html'>Tough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to hang onto what I have and in hope for the future. Prayers appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-790667294492007085?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/790667294492007085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=790667294492007085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/790667294492007085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/790667294492007085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/01/lord-is-my-strength-and-my-salvation.html' title='The Lord is my strength and my salvation...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-2056523051059857196</id><published>2011-01-11T07:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T07:56:09.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"May he give you the desires of your heart and makes all your &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt; succeed." Psalm 20:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord knows all human &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt;; he knows they are futile." Psalm 94:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt;." Proverbs 16:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Many are the &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt; in a person's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails." Proverbs 19:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I know the &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt; I have for you," declares the Lord, "&lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt; to prosper you and not to harm you, &lt;strong&gt;plans&lt;/strong&gt; to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the Lord." Isaiah 55:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-2056523051059857196?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/2056523051059857196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=2056523051059857196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2056523051059857196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2056523051059857196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/01/may-he-give-you-desires-of-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6499652693568029778</id><published>2011-01-03T10:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:08:47.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I don't usually make resolutions, but there are some things I want to do differently this year, and felt if I wrote (or in this case- type) them out I may be more accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cook more- I have gotten into a habit of eating out a fairly good amount, and want to save money and cook more because I enjoy doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Socialization- I want to socialize more and make new friends in my new town. I think part of this will involve the cooking more and inviting people for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Keep on the healthy path- Continue to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; at least 5 times a week, and go to turbo and spin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Blog more- I don't even know if anyone reads, but it helps to express myself and think through my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6499652693568029778?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6499652693568029778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6499652693568029778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6499652693568029778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6499652693568029778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6732906174881525597</id><published>2010-12-21T13:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:13:28.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot about Mary lately. Maybe it is the fact that school is out and I actually have time to think about many things other than school. But I think it is more than that. As I get older, the more I yearn to be able to get married and start a family. The more I see others around me start families. I see more young girls become pregnant and struggle with decisions regarding the child. I see the heart of Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Social Network Christmas" video also got me thinking. If you haven't seen it, look it up on YouTube. It is really awesome. It portrays the story of the birth of Jesus in how it may have been told through modern media, specifically &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scrutiny&lt;/span&gt; of Mary and Joseph that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; was horrendous; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unfriending&lt;/span&gt; insane. They went through all of that to give us a Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way comparing myself to Mary. But, as this Christmas has many firsts for myself, I imagine some of the emotions Mary was feeling as similar to those I am experiencing. Mary, traveling to a new town- Bethlehem; myself, already moved to a new state to start a new life. Mary, although with Joseph, with feelings of loneliness for what she really only understands; myself, dealing with issues that seem overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this has made me experience Christmas in a new light. It has made me more aware of the scrutiny that was placed upon Mary, and has made more forever thankful she chose to bear a Son and name him Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government will be upon his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." Isaiah 9:6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6732906174881525597?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6732906174881525597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6732906174881525597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6732906174881525597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6732906174881525597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-been-thinking-lot-about-mary.html' title=''/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6964666352567354500</id><published>2010-11-02T22:18:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T20:34:14.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><content type='html'>This was inspired by a friend. Some things are more serious than others, but they are things that I have decided I would like to do. I have already experienced some of things, and I am sure I will add to this list in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel abroad (completed: France- July 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel to New York City during Christmas, ice skate in Rockefeller Center, see the Rockettes, view a Broadway show, go to the Today Show and meet Al Roker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Foster/adopt at least one child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to play the guitar (spring of 2011!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Visit Hershey, PA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Parasail in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on a mission trip overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Portray Fanny Brice in "Funny Girl" (the musical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Participate in music theatre again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Visit the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Meet Giada deLaurentis and taste her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Take dance lessons again (ballroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Attend a Saints game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Go to the Olympics (winter- figure skating; summer- gymnastics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Run a half marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Bike the trails of a national forest/park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Run a 5K (completed September 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Get certified to teach an exercise class (Spin or TurboKick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Paint a picture on canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Grow a herb garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Become a Board Certified Music Therapist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Attain at least a Master's Degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Be in a movie. (completed July 2009- an extra in "Straw Dogs")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Skydive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Attempt to ski (both water and snow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Learn to knit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Read my grandmother's Bible the entire way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Splurge on a pair of stilettos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6964666352567354500?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6964666352567354500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6964666352567354500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6964666352567354500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6964666352567354500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/11/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-5069998615320299449</id><published>2010-09-24T22:36:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:50:50.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Us Your Life- Master Bedrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1ugupCEcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k1X_yphcv-M/s1600/DSC01516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520690226781098434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1ugupCEcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k1X_yphcv-M/s320/DSC01516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my master bedroom (aka my only bedroom- ha!). I bought my bedding last fall and I absolutely love these colors. I do not have a headboard, and decided to get a piece of art to compensate for my lack of headboard. I got it at Mardel's, and it almost exactly matches my bedding. It says "Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: Thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightousness. Psalm 143:10". It has become one of my favorite verses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520691090919837250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1vTBzwzkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/M7ClWFWJRJs/s320/DSC01517.JPG" /&gt;I like the flow of my bedroom and it works well for my needs. I have my towels hamper, my chest that holds my TV, a little desk I got at IKEA that has my printer and office supplies on it, and my keyboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520691783482949858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1v7VzrQOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FREkffxSYNU/s320/DSC01519.JPG" /&gt;I like my ten-drawer holder that I keep paperwork in because it keeps me organized! My aunt gave me the picture above that says "Sing to the Lord (Isaiah 12:5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520692519046832098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1wmJ_xX-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/oDW2WkY-sNg/s320/DSC01520.JPG" /&gt;Lastly- the things that sealed the deal for me about this apartment- the closet. It is a walk-in, and I have utilized every space in that closet for organization. It holds my scrapbooking supplies, shoes, clothes, belts, extra toiletries and supplies that I stock up on when they are on sale, and my clothes hamper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have enjoyed the 'tour of master bedrooms'. Isn't it so much fun?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-5069998615320299449?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/5069998615320299449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=5069998615320299449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5069998615320299449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5069998615320299449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/09/show-us-your-life-master-bedrooms.html' title='Show Us Your Life- Master Bedrooms'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJ1ugupCEcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k1X_yphcv-M/s72-c/DSC01516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-3861596990585532150</id><published>2010-09-17T13:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:25:26.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Us Your Life- Living Rooms</title><content type='html'>Kelly at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.kellyskornerblog.com"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt; is back again with "Show Us Your Life" Fridays. I am so excited she is doing the home tours again. I did not participate the last time, and with just having moved into my apartment a few months ago, have plenty of pictures to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week it is living rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517947210426261330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJOvwKbQn1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0FhGL2ZFw58/s320/DSC01528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view of my living room from my dining nook. The front door is in the middle, and there is a coat closet where I keep my out-of-season clothes, formal and semi-formal dresses, various tools, and my vacuum cleaner. My curtains are about the same color as my furniture, and let a lot of natural light in, which I like considering there is no overhead lighting. I got my lamps (there are 4 of them) at Wal-Mart in a set for a relatively good price. Lamps are so expensive, and I didn't realize it until I had to get some. They came in a set, and I just love them.&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;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517948201919348898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJOwp4BogKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YxnCIUo-Va0/s320/DSC01526.JPG" /&gt;I have had my TV stand since I was in high school, so it is old but it works perfectly for an apartment. I am not crazy about this shot because it looks so cluttered, but it really works well, and my bookshelf is used for books as well as to display mementos, pictures, and other items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517948938600466354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJOxUwYGR7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/98GGfZ8azpI/s320/DSC01679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to add a variety of pillows to my couch to give it a 'pop of color'. I love my couch and chair. There is also an over sized ottoman that is in my dining nook and another chair at my parent's house. I got everything for $450 used from a lady who was selling them. They are very comfortable. I bought the four square pillows at World Market (love that store!), the round pillows I had, and the throw was a gift from a friend of my cousin who was from Taiwan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you have enjoyed exploring my little living room! It is cozy, but it is my first 'big girl' apartment, and I am enjoying living here. There is also a little extra closet that I have made into almost another room right off the living room, and I hope to be able to share that in the coming weeks. Have a blessed weekend! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-3861596990585532150?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/3861596990585532150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=3861596990585532150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/3861596990585532150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/3861596990585532150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/09/show-us-your-life-living-rooms.html' title='Show Us Your Life- Living Rooms'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TJOvwKbQn1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0FhGL2ZFw58/s72-c/DSC01528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-5631061042304754349</id><published>2010-09-02T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:32:32.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>Since my last post, lots of things have changed! I am blessed and fortunate to have a wonderful part-time job at a church. I began graduate school this past Monday, and I absolutely love it! Never in my life have I felt more like I am where I am supposed to be as I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However- I have been dealing with insecurity. I have never read Beth Moore's Bible study on this topic, but am considering buying it. There are still many times and moments in my life lately where I doubt, second guess, and rethink decisions. While some of that is good and normal, at other times it feels like an inner battle inside my spirit is waging. I have met so many people (which is a bit overwhelming!), but still do not have anyone close with whom to talk. I keep praying God will send someone in my life who can fill that void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise (and on a more positive note!), things are going great. I go to my last class of the week this evening, and then get to see my dad and uncle for dinner! I pray every one's weekend is safe and blessed! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-5631061042304754349?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/5631061042304754349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=5631061042304754349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5631061042304754349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5631061042304754349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/09/insecurity.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-1938064198728229077</id><published>2010-07-17T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:41:30.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping The Faith</title><content type='html'>Tonight as I sit here alone in my aunt's apartment, it dawns on me that this week I will move to my apartment and begin my new 'big girl' life. While this is exciting, it is also a big frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will begin graduate school and do not have a job as of today. I am afraid- but more so, I am amazed at the awesomeness of God. This past week was difficult because I had a job interview and was fairly certain God was leading me to this area. I got a call Thursday that I did not get the job. The truth hits hard when it is true that sometimes my plans are not God's plans. So, I keep trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep trusting that He will lead me. I keep trusting that He will guide my path. I keep trusting that even though I am a sinner He loves me the same- and more- everyday. And everyday I am grateful that He does not see me how I view myself. It is true- I am my toughest critic. My struggle with that has always been hard, but I am learning to let go of a lot of those self-destructive thoughts (and sometimes actions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once again as a new week begins, I put my hope and trust in Him, for His help shall sustain me in the good and through the bad times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-1938064198728229077?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/1938064198728229077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=1938064198728229077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1938064198728229077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1938064198728229077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/07/keeping-faith.html' title='Keeping The Faith'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-5706718235134026974</id><published>2010-07-16T08:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:28:52.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Single Ladies...wait, that includes me... (Show Us Your Life)</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe I am about to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; is hosting her weekly "Show Us Your Life". This week- SHOW US YOUR SINGLE BOYS (OR GIRLS). And, as stated previously, that includes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494495217788496642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TEBeShxdqwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9VaMR8GliZY/s320/christinaamberpic.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters, my name is Christina. I just moved to the Dallas/Ft. Worth area and will be attending graduate school in the fall. I am so excited to be in the area and will be here for at least 3 years. One of the reasons I decided to do this is not just to meet single guys, but also because I really do not know anyone in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494492457116097810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TEBbx1d33RI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DfKiq80c-BU/s320/ChristinaPreGrad.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just graduated with a Bachelor's in Vocal Music Education. I have been single for basically all of my college career and, although being single was difficult at times, I began to embrace it and enjoy life as a single gal! I wouldn't mind meeting someone to get to know and with whom to have fun times in this new stage of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new opportunities the city offers! I love to try new foods and places, theatre of all times, and working out. I do not really play any sports, but it isn't because I don't want to- I have always wanted to try something like tennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone luck and have fun! If you are interested or just if you looked at this and are having fun with SUYL too, please leave me a comment! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-5706718235134026974?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/5706718235134026974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=5706718235134026974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5706718235134026974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5706718235134026974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-single-ladieswait-that-includes-me.html' title='All the Single Ladies...wait, that includes me... (Show Us Your Life)'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TEBeShxdqwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9VaMR8GliZY/s72-c/christinaamberpic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6412616125948284396</id><published>2010-06-30T17:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:36:05.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>First off, I'm really not sure why I have a blog because I am not sure that anyone reads it. That doesn't really matter to me. There are days like today when I just need a place to express myself and my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a rough day. I have been very homesick today and very worried about certain things. I called my mom and just broke down. I do not know what I am so worried all of a sudden. I have been doing well keeping my 'worry-wart' mentality at a low this summer- lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the weather may have something to do with my mood. It is raining currently, and was all day on Monday. I have not been feeling well. I am trying to rest up tonight because Sunday is the big (that's an understatement!) Fourth of July celebration for the city and the church hosts parking and a pop's concert. I need to be in top shape to help sell concessions and have a very long day! So (if you read this)- please pray that I get to feeling better, and my 'worrying' mentality goes away soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6412616125948284396?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6412616125948284396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6412616125948284396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6412616125948284396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6412616125948284396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/06/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-173769388829206206</id><published>2010-06-27T19:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:47:19.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on a Discussion About Schooling</title><content type='html'>I have been having a blast spending my summer working and having fun! I will do a post soon and include pictures of some of the things I have been able to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However- today I have kind of a serious, thought-provoking post. Today I took the youth that did not go on a trip to see Toy Story 3. On the way to the movies they preceded to begin a discussion about schools; more specifically, comparing schools. They were 4 boys ranging from incoming 7-10th graders. They begin talking about their schools (3 different in all) and comparing. They went as far to compare standardized test scores and the poverty level at each school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter of the topics really disturbed me. As a teacher, I know that just because a school's poverty level is low does not mean it is a great school. As a woman and someone who wants to be a mother one day, I do not want my child going to the lowest poverty school there is, but I also want them to be exposed to other income levels and not look down on those in other situations. I did not say anything because I was trying to comprehend and organize my thoughts while driving and listening to this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to this conclusion: I have been labeled as 'sheltered' in my life. However- I attended a high school where the income level ranged from low to high middle class, and also knew others my age who were fairly wealthy. My high school was considered average in its test scores. The difficulty of our classes were average. I graduated 3rd in my class of 44, but 25% of us had a GPA over 3.5. Even though I did not attend a school that was considered 'cream of the crop', I know that the teachers cared about us deeply. I know I received a good education that prepared me for my undergraduate degree, and also had some role in my quest for a master's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that when I have children that I will make the right decisions for my children's' education. I do not want them to become so focused on education that the main topic of discussion becomes a comparison of schools. I pray they will be able to be kids for as long as possible and not applying for college and scholarships in 6th grade (which one of these kids had!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying these kids were wrong or judging them in anything they said. They are entitled to their opinions, and the culture here is much different than the rural setting in which I grew up. It was my first real 'culture shock' since moving here, and I am sure they will be many more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-173769388829206206?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/173769388829206206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=173769388829206206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/173769388829206206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/173769388829206206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-thoughts-on-discussion-about.html' title='My Thoughts on a Discussion About Schooling'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6351151823419403662</id><published>2010-06-01T22:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:19:00.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stand Amazed In the Presence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been astounded by the joy I have felt in the past few weeks. A wedding in the family, my brother's graduation, my graduation, moving, and starting my summer internship. Never would I have thought this would all happen within less than a month! It has been a whirlwind, but my happiness has not ceased! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking across the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXNVq-kAFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PXwvflg3P90/s1600/christinagrad1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478010293963718738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXNVq-kAFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PXwvflg3P90/s320/christinagrad1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony- Can you tell I was happy? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXMevtu8UI/AAAAAAAAADw/c5X_FGC9Z6I/s1600/christinagrad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478009350342504770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXMevtu8UI/AAAAAAAAADw/c5X_FGC9Z6I/s320/christinagrad2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already been able to experience so much in a short amount of time. First and foremost, the outpouring of welcome from my new summer church family was a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to see Kari Jobe and others in a benefit concert for Haiti last week, my first week in my new area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXMvKRZMmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PO_BrXb4VSk/s1600/karijobe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478009632349303394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXMvKRZMmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PO_BrXb4VSk/s320/karijobe.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered the wonderful world of Panera, and think I am addicted now. I have also shopped the grocery store "Aldi". Now this is a major development because I purchased all the items seen below for around $20- ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXM_D-owfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/U8qfa9Rx4cE/s1600/aldi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478009905537925618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXM_D-owfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/U8qfa9Rx4cE/s320/aldi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited and so blessed to see what God has in store for me this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6351151823419403662?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6351151823419403662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6351151823419403662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6351151823419403662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6351151823419403662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-stand-amazed-in-presence.html' title='I Stand Amazed In the Presence...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/TAXNVq-kAFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PXwvflg3P90/s72-c/christinagrad1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-7373845098184497345</id><published>2010-06-01T10:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:17:18.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Aid Mixer Giveaway</title><content type='html'>So, Lynette Kraft at "Dancing Barefoot on Weathered Ground" is giving away a kitchen aid mixer! Go &lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to have a chance to win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-7373845098184497345?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/7373845098184497345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=7373845098184497345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/7373845098184497345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/7373845098184497345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/06/kitchen-aid-mixer-giveaway.html' title='Kitchen Aid Mixer Giveaway'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-8159687087304649080</id><published>2010-02-12T10:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:45:43.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KELLY MOORE BAG GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>Nearly 6 years ago, Kelly Moore took my senior pictures. Her work is amazing and she has designed her own bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@kellymooreclark is giving away a bag!  Go enter to win! http://kellymoorebagblog.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-8159687087304649080?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/8159687087304649080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=8159687087304649080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8159687087304649080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8159687087304649080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/02/kelly-moore-bag-giveaway.html' title='KELLY MOORE BAG GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-8345135021639706151</id><published>2010-02-06T08:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:38:12.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Jenna at Jenna's Journey has an awesome giveaway she is currently doing. Go &lt;a href="http://jennasjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/rachel-ray-giveaway-has-arrived.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-8345135021639706151?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/8345135021639706151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=8345135021639706151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8345135021639706151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8345135021639706151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome-giveaway.html' title='Awesome giveaway!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-9013401098573183351</id><published>2010-01-15T10:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:46:18.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Show us you life- Diets, exercise programs, weight loss ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to participate in my first ever "Show Us Your Life" hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey has been a long one, to say the least. I was always a little bit overweight in high school, but never extremely overweight (although as a highschooler I thought I was the fattest person on the planet- ha!). When I got to college, I faced new challenges and trials, and turned to food. I slowly began to gain weight. By the beginning of my sophomore year I have gained around 10-15 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CU2QisKNI/AAAAAAAAACM/EUCOAW3XZlg/s1600-h/summer+06.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CU2QisKNI/AAAAAAAAACM/EUCOAW3XZlg/s320/summer+06.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427001210855762130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By February of the my sophomore year I had gained another 30 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CVXBsL_9I/AAAAAAAAACU/BHcWm6C7vt8/s1600-h/december+2006.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CVXBsL_9I/AAAAAAAAACU/BHcWm6C7vt8/s320/december+2006.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427001773804748754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CWMk1fzTI/AAAAAAAAACc/phzyVlk0Ong/s1600-h/february+2006.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CWMk1fzTI/AAAAAAAAACc/phzyVlk0Ong/s320/february+2006.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427002693772102962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras Ball- February 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I needed to get my weight under control. I started Weight Watchers and really liked it. By the end of my sophomore year I had lost about 10 pounds, and by the end of that summer another 5 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight loss then hit a hiatus because a cyst was discovered on my thyroid, and I have surgery before Christmas the end of that year to remove the right side of my thyroid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that surgery, my weight loss began to occur once again. I have lost a total of 65 pounds. I still want to lose another 10 to 15 pounds. It has not been easy. Here are a few of my tips: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat breakfast. It has been proven that people who eat breakfast weight less. However, limit what you eat for breakfast. Choose cereal full of fiber, fresh fruit, and yogurt. Limit bread because you will be hungry before long if that is all you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Throughout my college career, I ate Subway most days due to my good-ole' flex dollars at the cafeteria. I learned what to eat and what not to eat at Subway. Always choose wheat bread, and if you must have cheese, limit the amount they put on. I love tuna, but it is high in calories, so I would get tuna when I wanted, but most of the time got turkey, chicken, etc. which are lower in calories. Pile on the veggies, and skip the mayo. Spicy mustard adds lots of flavor without calories. As for chips, go for the baked. They also have sides like apples and yogurt that are wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Snacking doesn't have to be bad. I love chocolate and found a little goes a long way, especially dark chocolate. Some of my favorites snacks are Fiber One Bars (they come in a variety of flavors), low-fat pre-portioned yogurt, Weight Watchers Snack cakes, Skinny Cow Ice Cream (I LOVE their ice cream sandwiches), and Laughing cow cheese with veggies or a few crackers. Fruit is also always a good snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Clip coupons in your newspaper and online. &lt;a href="http://www.couponmom.com"&gt;CouponMom&lt;/a&gt; is a wonderful site. SmartSource and Redplum also have online coupons. Also sign up for emails from &lt;a href="http://www.stlmommy.com/"&gt;STL Mommy&lt;/a&gt;. Included in emails are locations for great coupons, money saving tips, and even freebies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sign up for emails from Hungry Girl, which provides great healthy food makeovers and healthy snack ideas. Also sign up for email from Jillianmichaels.com- she includes exercise tips in her emails (yes, you can sign up for her emails for free- you don't have to join her online program). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Exercise, but don't stress out about it. I had 20 hours this past semester, and worked four jobs that equaled between 30-40 work hours a week, not counting my classes and studies. Did I have time for exercise? Hardly! I exercised when I could but didn't stress when I couldn't. Also- mix up your routine. I have several exercise videos that I can pull out when I want to do something different (Biggest Loser, 30 Day Shred, Dancing with the Stars, and 5 Mile Fat Burning Walk). I have a gym membership and attend classes there, as well as use the machines about 4 days a week. My parents have a treadmill so I will do that on days I do not go to the gym. We also have Wii Fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Portion control- read the labels and measure. You won't always have to measure, once you get the hang of it you will be able to tell what a 1/2 cup is, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have said enough, lol! God bless those of you who made it through. Here is a picture from Christmas of what I look like now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CbXSNDsMI/AAAAAAAAACk/256SjTjI_cc/s1600-h/christmas2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CbXSNDsMI/AAAAAAAAACk/256SjTjI_cc/s320/christmas2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427008375307350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Remember, it truly is a journey and you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-9013401098573183351?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/9013401098573183351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=9013401098573183351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/9013401098573183351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/9013401098573183351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2010/01/show-us-you-life-diets-exercise.html' title='Show us you life- Diets, exercise programs, weight loss ideas'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S1CU2QisKNI/AAAAAAAAACM/EUCOAW3XZlg/s72-c/summer+06.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-8782311555722315986</id><published>2009-12-06T13:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:59:39.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Okay, so head &lt;a href="http://www.fantabulouslyfrugal.com/2009/11/you-deserve-best-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for one of the best giveaways I've ever seen. In your entry, tell her I sent you. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-8782311555722315986?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/8782311555722315986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=8782311555722315986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8782311555722315986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8782311555722315986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/12/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-2244506639093639955</id><published>2009-12-03T13:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:58:31.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Semester thoughts</title><content type='html'>First of all...go &lt;a href="http://jamiekubeczka.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-christmas-templates.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get a free Christmas blog design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://designsbyjamiek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j219/jamiekubeczka/grabit.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is almost over! Halleljuah and praise the Lord! I'll post more when my finals are over, but this semester has pretty much been an adventure- that about it sums it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-2244506639093639955?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/2244506639093639955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=2244506639093639955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2244506639093639955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/2244506639093639955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-semester-thoughts.html' title='End of the Semester thoughts'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-1967579339056155121</id><published>2009-10-19T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:14:18.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me...</title><content type='html'>Once again it is Not Me Monday hosted by the famous &lt;a href="http://www.mckmama.com"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most certainly am not the person who thought it would be 'fun' to take 20 hours worth of classes, work on my thesis, and work four jobs that equal to about 40 work hours a week. I would never do that and would never be feeling it at the midpoint of the semester. Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most certainly did not get take out Chinese food for the 3rd Monday night in a row. It's my only weeknight of the week I have off. I would cook, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your Not me's?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-1967579339056155121?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/1967579339056155121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=1967579339056155121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1967579339056155121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1967579339056155121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-me.html' title='Not Me...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-9004894100329610672</id><published>2009-10-12T15:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:18:37.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>Without further ado, here is is &lt;a href="http://www.mckmama.com"&gt;MckMama's&lt;/a&gt; "Not Me!" Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I most definitely did not skip the same class twice in one week, the first time because I was sick and the second time because I was sick of this all this blasted rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am most definitely not looking forward to getting out of town this weekend for a long weekend, even though it is not going to be all fun and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I most definitely did not cram for my piano lesson this morning for an hour. I would never do that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-9004894100329610672?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/9004894100329610672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=9004894100329610672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/9004894100329610672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/9004894100329610672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-4366616685337329490</id><published>2009-08-27T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:03:46.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There must be something in that H20...</title><content type='html'>Seriously. There must be something in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I log into Facebook and look at my friend's status updates, it seems like someone else is announcing they are pregnant/having a baby/etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up? Is it just the age I am? I am all for reproducing and multiplying the earth, but when it seems like at least 3 friends announce this on a daily basis, it almost gets humorous and a bit ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my time will come, and I am content for the time being, but quite seriously- should I not drink the local water???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-4366616685337329490?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/4366616685337329490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=4366616685337329490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4366616685337329490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4366616685337329490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-must-be-something-in-that-h20.html' title='There must be something in that H20...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-5629862544018838070</id><published>2009-08-10T18:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:59:26.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not my return to blogging...Not Me! Mondays...</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It most definitely has NOT been four plus months since I posted my last blog. That has nothing to do with the fact that I have not been working 55 plus hours a week between 3 jobs this summer. Who would ever do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not almost hit the 60 pound weight loss mark, and you will not hear when I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I did most definitely not do the cash for clunkers deal for my new car almost 2 weeks ago, and are still waiting for approval, along with the dozen other people at the dealership. This does not mean that I am ancey as heck and will not get excited until I have the keys in my hand (this is true!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most definitely did not get a call to be an extra in a movie shoot next week. Nope, not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely not conflicted about starting my final year of undergraduate studies in two weeks. I should be excited, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to top it off, I most certainly did not move into my own 1 bedroom apartment, which I don't love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-5629862544018838070?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/5629862544018838070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=5629862544018838070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5629862544018838070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5629862544018838070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-not-my-return-to-bloggingnot-me.html' title='This is not my return to blogging...Not Me! Mondays...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-1780478305447937747</id><published>2009-03-04T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:43:00.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless Others, Be Blessed, and Lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brentriggs.com/prayforbadge.jpg" alt="Pray for Me" width="150" height="150" border="0" align="right" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We participate in "Pray for Me... Pray for Others" on the  &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;Riggs Family Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt; to add your prayer request. Join a community of friends who care about you, and hope you will care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Riggs blog and bless others by praying for them and be blessed by having prayers sent up for your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lent I decided to not give up anything this year, instead taking up something. I decided to spend time each night reading some books I have been wanting to read but that have just been collecting dust. Keep in mind these are books such as "Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World" and "Big Girls Don't Whine". I am so focused on schoolwork, reading textbooks, writing papers, practicing, working out, memorizing scripts, etc that I forget about these things, and hopefully making this a habit during Lent will help me to make time for it in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-1780478305447937747?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/1780478305447937747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=1780478305447937747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1780478305447937747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1780478305447937747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/03/bless-others-be-blessed-and-lent.html' title='Bless Others, Be Blessed, and Lent'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-1003979713282397766</id><published>2009-02-25T21:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:25:07.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for me, Pray for others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brentriggs.com/prayforbadge.jpg" alt="Pray for Me" width="150" height="150" border="0" align="right" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We participate in "Pray for Me... Pray for Others" on the  &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;Riggs Family Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt; to add your prayer request. Join a community of friends who care about you, and hope you will care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go over to the Rigg's blog and particpate in this blog 'carnival'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to schoolwork now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-1003979713282397766?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/1003979713282397766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=1003979713282397766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1003979713282397766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/1003979713282397766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/02/pray-for-me-pray-for-others.html' title='Pray for me, Pray for others'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-8009348640587555046</id><published>2009-02-19T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:59:03.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi/Lo Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" src="http://www.brentriggs.com/hilothursdaywin100.jpg" /&gt; This post is part of "Hi/Lo Thursday" on the  &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;Riggs Family Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt; to read everyone else's "Hi/Lo" posts and for a chance to win $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hi(s):&lt;br /&gt;All of my studying last week paid off!! I made a 90 on both of my tests! Praise Jesus. Also, I am trusting God with my housing situation next year and that is a big step for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My low(s):&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a sinus infection and much fluid around both of my ear drums. Please pray for my health- its no fun being sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-8009348640587555046?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/8009348640587555046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=8009348640587555046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8009348640587555046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8009348640587555046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/02/hilo-thursday.html' title='Hi/Lo Thursday'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-3672974098821515766</id><published>2009-02-12T15:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:50:03.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" src="http://www.brentriggs.com/hilothursdaywin100.jpg" /&gt; This post is part of "Hi/Lo Thursday" on the  &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;Riggs Family Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt; to read everyone else's "Hi/Lo" posts and for a chance to win $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the Rigg's blog. They run an online Christian magazines that covers all different topics and is wonderful. I just read the latest issue and I can't wait for the next one. I just found the blog/magazine a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things...their little girl has lukemia and has been very sick. Praise the Lord she is about to be released from the hospital. Today they are doing a Hi/Lo Thursday and giving away $100 randomly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My HIGHS:&lt;br /&gt;We heard from my cousin in Iraq through his batallion and he is safe. Praise God there have been no deaths under his command (he is a captain and has troops he is in charge of). My week has been less stressful than I thought it would be because I had 2 tests. I had one Wednesday and have 1 tomorrow, but I'm not concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LOWS:&lt;br /&gt;Although we heard from my cousin, there were four deaths associated with his batallion, although they were not under his command. Please keep him and all the troops in your prayers, as well as my aunt, uncle, and cousin, as well as his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-3672974098821515766?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/3672974098821515766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=3672974098821515766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/3672974098821515766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/3672974098821515766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-post-is-part-of-hilo-thursday-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6345880852099375252</id><published>2008-11-24T15:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:46:22.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT ME MONDAY!</title><content type='html'>Without further ado, coutesy of &lt;a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;, it's &lt;em&gt;Not Me Monday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most certainly am not procrastinating on my term paper that is due Wednesday. Me, procrastinate? Of course &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;! I have most certainly washed clothes during the past week and folded my laundry from last week- I wouln't leave it sitting in the living room on a chair waiting for the folding fairy to come- would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most certainly am not thinking about braving the crowds this Friday to do some Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not ready for this semester to come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to work on my paper. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6345880852099375252?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6345880852099375252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6345880852099375252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6345880852099375252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6345880852099375252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-me-monday_24.html' title='NOT ME MONDAY!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-4379131540880533735</id><published>2008-11-10T18:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:13:27.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>First, I'll explain this post. I found this site, &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;My Charming Kids&lt;/a&gt;, through &lt;a href="http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bring the Rain&lt;/a&gt; a few months ago. I won't explain it all in detail, but if you go to MCKs and read through her blog, you'll figure out why I began reading and praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, she does this wonderful thing called "Not Me! Mondays". Here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;did not &lt;/em&gt;daydream and almost fall asleep in my 8 am class from lack of caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most certainly &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt; skip my physics class today for the sake of eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;was not &lt;/em&gt;dissapointed when I saw the cast list for the spring musical. However, when further examaning and researching my role, I most certainly &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt; get excited about my role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;did not &lt;/em&gt;just find out that I needed to make a teaching video by the end of the semester, and most certainly &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt; throw together something in my piano class this afternoon to do for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;should not&lt;/em&gt; be working on lesson plans right now for my lesson tomorrow. I just &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; lesson plans. (ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; ready for this semester to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn! Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-4379131540880533735?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/4379131540880533735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=4379131540880533735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4379131540880533735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/4379131540880533735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-7946132083818429955</id><published>2008-11-08T18:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:00:58.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>Today was the first free day I have had in months. I took advantage of it, and went to see the movie "Fireproof". I had been wanting to see this movie since it was released, but had not had spare moment. It was a good movie, but had an amazing message. Basically, it is a story about a married couple that are dealing with the reality of divorce, and "The Love Dare".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has me thinking about true love- no, not the romantic type that everyone equates with that phrase, but the love we have only by having a servant's heart. Many of the themes in the movie resonated with me even though I am not married nor is marriage in my immediate future. It has made me examine relationships with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning a lot about love lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the patience of a woman taking care of her husband who has Parkinson's and dementia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the maturity of a son and the love and concern he has for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the tears of a college girl praying fervently for her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a hug between two college students struggling with the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the respect between two people with different views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is long overdue forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the little every day actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have regrets. I have not loved fully and fervently, with a servant's heart. However, I also have hope. I'm challenging myself to show love in whatever situation, through whatever response I might get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following song by Warren Barfield sums it up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a place&lt;br /&gt;to come and go as we please&lt;br /&gt;It's a house we enter in&lt;br /&gt;then commit to never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lock the door behind you&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the key&lt;br /&gt;Work it out together&lt;br /&gt;Let it bring us to our knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a shelter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a raging storm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is peace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the middle of a war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if we try to leave; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God send angels to guard the door &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, Love is not a fight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its something worth fighting for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some love is a word&lt;br /&gt;that they can fall into.&lt;br /&gt;But when they're falling out&lt;br /&gt;keeping that word is hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a shelter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a raging storm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is peace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the middle of a war &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if we try to leave;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God send angels to guard the door &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, Love is not a fight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its something worth fighting for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will come to save us&lt;br /&gt;If we'll only call&lt;br /&gt;He will ask nothing from us&lt;br /&gt;but demand we give our all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a shelter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a raging storm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is peace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the middle of a war &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if we try to leave;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God send angels to guard the door &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, Love is not a fight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its something worth fighting for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Will Fight For You&lt;br /&gt;Would You Fight For Me&lt;br /&gt;It's Worth Fighting For.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-7946132083818429955?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/7946132083818429955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=7946132083818429955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/7946132083818429955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/7946132083818429955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-5715543629052546138</id><published>2008-10-24T18:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:22:04.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunner Gillespie</title><content type='html'>My life has been touched by a little boy I never met. Gunner Gillespie was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor about a year ago. I found his Caringbridge site (&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/gunnergillespie"&gt;www.caringbridge.org/visit/gunnergillespie&lt;/a&gt;) through another child's site I had been following. Immediately I felt a connection through his mother's writings. Her strenght in the Lord were portrayed through every posts. She was not afraid to express her anger or doubts, but also just as ready to share the praise and blessings that had been recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Gunner passed away. My words will not do justice, so go to his site and read his mother's entry (dated Friday 10/23). When I look at my troubles in life, I have to remember this little boy and what he went through during his time on earth. My troubles and struggles are basically nothing compared to what Gunner faced. My heart aches and soul is crying knowing this family has lost their child. This little boy taught me so much in the short time he was on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the Gillespies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-5715543629052546138?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/5715543629052546138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=5715543629052546138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5715543629052546138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/5715543629052546138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-life-has-been-touched-by-little-boy.html' title='Gunner Gillespie'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-8734378024023593205</id><published>2008-06-29T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:53:02.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you in a fish tank?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This summer we are sitting a fish. While out in the living room today, I began to think about the life of a fish, specifically this fish known as Beta. I began to think about how sad a fish must be. It has no contact whatsoever with human or animal; it cannot even be petted and has never felt human touch, or any touch other than, possibly, that of another fish. It relies on its owner to feed it, to allow it to survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People can easily become like fish. We cut ourselves off from the rest of the world, putting ourselves in a fish tank or a box, and depending on others to allow us survival. We complain, get discouraged, and stay in our fish tank. Like that of a fish, &lt;em&gt;we depend on others for our own happiness.&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes we depend on other people to "feed" us our happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Complaining about certain things and staying in our fish tank will get us nowhere. If one wants to find a church, yet stays at home every Sunday and never go visiting churches because one is afraid , how is one to find a church? If you want to find a date, yet stay at home when there are opportunities to get out and socialize, how are you going to find a date, unless one is going to date the Fed-Ex man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't be a fish and stay in a fish tank. God gives us free will. He allows us to be self sustaining. We need others for companionship, friendship, fellowship, and worship. Yet we need to take charge and take control of our own decisions, with God's help. Don't depend on others for our own happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Take a stand today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-8734378024023593205?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/8734378024023593205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=8734378024023593205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8734378024023593205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/8734378024023593205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/06/are-you-in-fish-tank.html' title='Are you in a fish tank?'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879502874043990075.post-6059011717491166972</id><published>2008-06-27T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:16:03.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>learning more....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw a quote the other day that said "people say I've changed, but i just say I've finally found myself". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cannot think of a truer statement to describe my life just now. I feel like I am learning something new everyday...some good, some bad. I feel as if God is using this time in my life to shape and mold myself into a better person and into who I strive to be. I am content with my life, yet I want to better myself daily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My relationship with God has strengthen and deepened. I may not read my Bible daily, which I am working towards, but somehow He always sends me a small reminder to let me know He is there with me. It may be through a prayer, or a song, or just a sense of stillness and peace. His presence fills my inner longing, and I have become lonely no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two years ago, I never thought I would be where I am today. I look back and it is hard to recognize the person I was two years ago. I have seen many things and have lost innocence; it has opened my eyes to the other part of this worlds, and made my faith in God even stronger. I have learned to trust in God with all that I have, and know that He will provide. I never thought I would be able to travel to France, yet in less than a week I leave for 2 weeks on what could be the trip of my lifetime; everything has been provided by Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what He has in store for me. It makes me excited just to think about the future! My gosh, my life has been great this far, I can't imagine what I have to come! I have an inner peace about relationships that can only come from Him. I have learned waiting is not necessarily a bad thing, but prepares us for what is to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me leave you with this: Let your life blossom. Don't hold back. Grow in ways you can never imagine....all the while, remember who gave you that life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/879502874043990075-6059011717491166972?l=becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/feeds/6059011717491166972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=879502874043990075&amp;postID=6059011717491166972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6059011717491166972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/879502874043990075/posts/default/6059011717491166972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becomingmeallthistime.blogspot.com/2008/06/learning-more.html' title='learning more....'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868294937275832547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mOy6H02cEl8/S_SfKiDSuWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YMihl65O6ww/S220/christinabiopicture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
