<?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-3252000951864412845</id><updated>2012-02-02T03:36:00.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>COVERED</title><subtitle type='html'>I want to be covered in the dust of my rabbi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-6940547647872166937</id><published>2009-04-26T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:01:08.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my God is so big, so strong and so mighty, there's nothing my God can not do!!!</title><content type='html'>This year has definitely been more crazy than I could have ever imagined. I left for Mexico a little under a year ago. I have learned another language, lived in to different homes. Made many new friends, loved deeper and harder than imagined and am now living about an hour away from the most affected city with the swine virus. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we have been cautioned to stay home as much as possible. avoid kisses and handshakes, avoid public transportation, which is our only option and stay away form those who could be sick. Life is strange. but, it is giving Amanda, Andrew and I great quality time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now it is really hot so I am gonna go take a cool shower and try to cool down. i will do my best to keep you better posted during this time. Thanks for the love and support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-6940547647872166937?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/6940547647872166937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=6940547647872166937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/6940547647872166937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/6940547647872166937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-god-is-so-big-so-strong-and-so.html' title='my God is so big, so strong and so mighty, there&apos;s nothing my God can not do!!!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4587233522978755737</id><published>2009-04-19T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:13:55.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't sleep well anymore and this has many horrible repercussions that come with it. I am really emotional. More so than normal, but I harbor it and just cry to myself. I don't deal well. Loneliness can seem suffocating. I am working through that though. It has made me distant and I want to fix that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a new building. I hope to post pictures somewhere soon. It has two classrooms and a main room and two bathrooms. I had full creative rights on the babies room and I am so happy with it but, it is definitely not done yet. I was so happy b/c in addition to Andrew helping, Ashley, Zane and Brettin came and helped me. It was so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up has been hard and making decisions, even harder. but, I am so blessed and I know it and I just need to start living every moment like this is so. I am reading Redeeming Love right now and it is so great. It bring out a lot of emotions within me but, mostly of just hpw much I can not wait to find my special someone and start a life together. I think thats why god doesn't let me date, I will fall head over heels for the next guy and be married in like three months (ok, gross over-exaggeration but still....) I still need sometime single. So yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew and Amanda are sick and I am exhausted, So, I am gonna go watch a movie and spend sometime enjoying living in Mexico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4587233522978755737?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4587233522978755737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4587233522978755737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4587233522978755737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4587233522978755737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-sleep-well-anymore-and-this-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-8583242839734465914</id><published>2009-04-06T15:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:57:33.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this is just too hard. I am trying to speak truth into my life and the lives of others. In two incidences it has been really great. I have done what I know to fix broken relationships. Its hard and it hurts and in some parts it makes me more vulnerable than I would prefer. God is teaching me a lot in the past few days and it is rough. I am just not dealing well...... with time, thank you God.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go work on the newsletter now, I have put this off for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-8583242839734465914?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/8583242839734465914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=8583242839734465914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8583242839734465914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8583242839734465914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-this-is-just-too-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1392600917313576865</id><published>2009-03-16T00:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:20:58.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>I haven't been here for awhile. honestly, i forgot about it. I wish I hadn't though. I have so much to say and feel so much. It has been a rough past few weeks and just when I feel that I am over it, I learn that I am not. I have felt so alone lately. rapped in loneliness. It is painful. So, this is my official cry out to Jesus and whoever else is listening. I am broken and in need of help. I need you to come and wrap your arms around me and cover me in your love and grace and mercy. s the world surrounds me and tells me how unlovable and broken I am please come in and rescue me from these lies that I find so easy to believe and at times want to because at least than they would explain somethings about me and i would understand why I am left to feel this way. The world crashes around me and tells me to be this way, feel such way and look such a way. I can not be it but I want to so much and this is part of the conflict. It hurts inside and in turn I hurt myself (not physically but metaphorically) just wanting to feel anything and it is exhausting. The prayer seems pointless because I wonder if you eve want to hear what I have to say. I know that you want to know of the studies I try to have and of how hard it can be trying to preach your word. where I find myself doubting is that you really want to know of the pains of my heart. the things that should be insignificant in a world such as this. with s much hurt and pain I feel that i should deal with feeling alone. I know this is not true but it goes back to all I struggle with, with feeling inconvenient and in the way and not worth the trouble it takes to help. So instead I just sit back and hope that you will ask me how I am doing. I just want to know that you care to know enough to invest in this relationship. I just don't want to be hurt. So, here I am. I am going to lay myself open in front of your throne. Here I am and empty and broken mess in need of some rebuilding. So can we start over, please, i need that in order to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I need your forgiveness and love and you ability t give the peace that only comes from you.. I have messed up so much in these few years with you and I just, I know that I do not deserve what you are giving me, but I beg and plead and now accept your yes. i know I will need to do the same in the morning because it is just to hard for me to believe this is true. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gracias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;porque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eres&lt;/span&gt; lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mejor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;novio&lt;/span&gt; y no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;necesito&lt;/span&gt; mas en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sabes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;quieres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;entonces&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;necesito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;orar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;eso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tambien&lt;/span&gt;. yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;necesito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hacer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lista&lt;/span&gt; y y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;quiero&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fe&lt;/span&gt; para saber to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;vas&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hacer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;eso&lt;/span&gt; para mi en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;futuro&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tiempo&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;futuro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1392600917313576865?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1392600917313576865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1392600917313576865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1392600917313576865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1392600917313576865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3000274501919552283</id><published>2008-12-13T13:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:39:20.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>So. I have been sick for about 17 days now. First I had a cold and than and infection that back to a cold and than my acid reflux flared and raged and now I can not speak. I am on personal assigned vocal rest until I can not feel sore to talk. New puppy makes that hard though b/c she is so stinking difficult.&lt;br /&gt; n&lt;br /&gt;I sit at home today watching Romeo and Juliet. I am being such a girl. I am in the love phase. I am enamored by it. It is very unlike me. I am trying to understand romance and why it exist and how. It is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing things like a good Mexican. I got the water received and had than stand set up. I got the gas set up and the gas tank lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go to Starbucks today and read. There is not much else that i can do today. Oh and i think some friends are coming over to watch Elf tonight. This makes me feel all happy and Christmas-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a care package from a supporting congregation. It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team hung out at Nancy's store until late. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so stinking exhausted. It is awful. I slept about 8 1/2 hours but I am so tired. being sick is the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3000274501919552283?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3000274501919552283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3000274501919552283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3000274501919552283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3000274501919552283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/12/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1820622118120881583</id><published>2008-12-06T10:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:15:50.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a puppy!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here name is Bela. She is stinking cute. She is a little beyond puppydom but man, she is still very much a puppy. She is intrigued by my toes. She pounces them so I have to wear socks at all times. She is not house broken so that is a patience tryer for both Amanda and I. The boys have been great to. They just moved upstairs like two days ago and so they are claiming the dog as well. They call her our dog, it is way cute. Ben says we can't keep her indefinitely and that makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;See, I cam home on Tuesday night and she was just sitting in front of my apartment door. I couldn't just leave her there. SO I told Amanda that God had given us a dog. We asked our neighbors and no one knew who she belonged to. SO we told one of the apartment workers that we had her in case anyone comes looking for her. NO one has yet. S for now, she is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vacation in other parts of Mexico was simply amazing. I spent like a whole week with the Thornton's which made me so happy.I could not have asked for a better thanksgiving. It makes me so happy. Took tons and tons of pictures and saw so many things. I laughed hard and cried hard. I pent time with some AIMers I hadn't seen since April so what was way cool. I stayed with the Guadalajara girls for a little while and they were so sweet. Making me breakfast and just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked with Aaron a lot. I knew I had missed him but, I had no idea how much. He makes me so happy. It was good to be with "tio Aaron" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked with Brian. It was really nice. I think I lost a lot of bitterness and resentment I had held towards him. I don't even think I was so aware that I was mad until I saw him and than there as the anger. But, we talked and not really even about why I was mad, we just talked. IT was like old times and I just felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retreat was amazing. I always learn a lot when Jason and Heather are speaking and this time was no different. They amaze me. They are so in tune with God and His word and it just flow or radiates from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last morning I was talking to Jason about how my ministry had felt really empty. I didn't really want to go to the retreat because I didn't want to tell people that I don't really do much. He was so good though and talked to me about how in the secular word when you are a chef the owner will come in and ask you about what all you have done, how many dishes you have served, where they satisfied, was it hot, things of that nature. And if you have little to share you could loose your job. but in the Christian world. In the realms of ministry, God comes in and just asks me "did you stay in the kitchen, when a costumer came in, did you take the opportunity and do your best" I was so amazed. that was a great relief ( I apologize if that makes no sense, I will never say it as amazingly as he did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing though because two nights ago I was leaving Starbucks and got into a talk with a worker there. He asked me about my beliefs and why I believe them. He really is beyond the beliefs of some philosopher I have never heard of. So we made a deal. I will read the stuff from this philosopher that he prints off for me if, he is will o sit down and study the bible. He said yes, So, he is putting together a list of questions for me, and we are going to study them. I am stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is it for now.... oh yea. I am going to a metal show tonight, August Burns Red. I am stoked. I am going to get knocked around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1820622118120881583?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1820622118120881583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1820622118120881583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1820622118120881583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1820622118120881583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-puppy.html' title='I have a puppy!!!!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-8090590386817584657</id><published>2008-11-17T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:17:22.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO I almost have enough money for the Mac. I am like less than $100 short but I still do not have what I need for the retreat. I am really hoping to go up to Guadalajara early to see the Thornton's but it is going to cost me a little extra and I am not sure I can afford that. I really miss them and it would be really nice spend a little bit of time with them before they get bombarded by everyone else. They want to take me to the zoo. I might get to go to the zoo with my family!!! I really miss Eli and Julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my mom last night. It was horrible. We see things so differently. I fear I will never make her happy. I fear that she will never view me a someone who should call them self a Christan. I am always saying or acting the wrong way and she always views me as worse than I am. I am trying really hard to not exaggerate the situation. I jut left it feeling really crappy. I think we came to a good conclusion though. I told her that when i want her advice I am going to ask for it. But otherwise just listen to my story. Sometimes I need to fail on my own let me live and learn. I am 21 and I am trying really hard to be right before God but, I feel like she never sees that. I don't know. I love her and I really miss her and as I write this I am incapable of not crying. I miss her and Blair so much. I hat being a big sister who has no part n her little brothers life. Being so far away from him as he grows up is killing me. I just wish I could see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on flight stuff.... well my dad his. He has been really helpful these past few weeks with working on getting me home and helping me raise money for the computer. I don't have the heart to talk to him about the money for the retreat. So, we will see what God will do through other peoples help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Michelle. I really miss here. I hope to get to see her in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nearish&lt;/span&gt; future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to an August Burns Red concert in December. Ben told us that the someone could go if we all went. So i am going. Not that I am not excited but... dear gosh I am so poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007 was really good. I liked it a lot. I think i might be becoming a James Bond fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight comes out on Friday and I think that Ashley might come down to see it with me. GIRLS NIGHT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is crazy and I think I might just be a wreck. With time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping to start working at this place called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tatic&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;) it is a school that teaches street kids basic things of importance. Like brushing there teeth, washing there hands and things like that. I am hoping to go and teach some music and maybe some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;waterfowls&lt;/span&gt; they want. I am so excited. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; to work with the toddler group but I would e happy with anything. I love children and I really miss working with them. so, this is just what I have been wanting. also we are still hoping to go look at that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;orphanage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-8090590386817584657?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/8090590386817584657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=8090590386817584657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8090590386817584657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8090590386817584657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-almost-have-enough-money-for-mac.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-8055872130331390920</id><published>2008-11-12T12:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:41:24.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ben is coming back today. I am ready  to have him hee for a few days. We miss him. It will be ncie to have him around for a bit and to get to spend time with him. This week has been beyond uneventful. My computer is broken now and I I am really working on raising money to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. iF you are reading this you are probably someone I miss. I have found myself very nostaligic recently. I keep remmeberng random things i did with random peple and getting sad. But i know God is in control and this too shall pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hanging out with this girl named Gabby a whole lot and she is stinking awesome. It is nice to have a new friend. I get to see Jason and Heather and the kids in like a week and a half, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on flight stuff to go home in January lets just hope it workds out alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my team is going to help me get to the retreat, they are prettty awesome. I am blessed and lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting a new vonage box tonight. I am hopong to be in the phone world soonly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-8055872130331390920?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/8055872130331390920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=8055872130331390920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8055872130331390920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8055872130331390920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/11/ben-is-coming-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-9195960434325579021</id><published>2008-10-25T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:30:41.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO... I am in my amazingly cute apartment watching Gilmore Girls with my amazingly awesome roommate/teammate/friend. i keep thinking that this can't be real. I mean I live in Mexico, it can not really be a reality. last week we had our five month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aversiry&lt;/span&gt; here. I just am mind blown. I have a small group at my house I have friends and people I hang out with. I teach English at a school four days a week and teach two other private lessons and about to start teaching my third one. I have my place where I go read. I have my place where I am known by name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish is driving me crazy though. i hate it most of the time. It is exhausting and I suck at it. I am tired of being corrected so often. i wish I could function better and understand what people are saying to me. I feel so stupid so often and it makes me so angry. i feel like I am working my butt off all the time. I am out and about a lot. I try to talk to people and instead end up sounding like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on being more up beat and positive. I seam to be failing a lot. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vonage&lt;/span&gt; phone is broken. I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good though. Although Spanish makes me so angry. I am happy. I am working on a lot of things though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-9195960434325579021?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/9195960434325579021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=9195960434325579021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9195960434325579021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9195960434325579021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/10/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7634906329993011809</id><published>2008-10-15T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:17:50.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>ok blog world...so i have sat down a few times to write and i feel like i am coming up short. i think culture shock is hitting real hard. I am going through a lot of motions just doing what i need to do. I have really been needing a day of complete nothingness. I want to watch lots of television and order a pizza and jsut be alone. Amanda is going out of town on Saturday so I am hoping I can get that soonish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff. the team has started teaching at a school. since the teachers are on strike and have been for awhile the parents are starting to get mad and are putting their kids back in school and hiring in teachers to work with the kids. it has been crazy though. i have gone three or four times now and each time it is completely different. I never know what age group i am teaching or what to prepare for. it is the 7th 8th and 9th grade there but i am pretty sure i have never taught the same class twice. I don't know. I find myself a bit stressed out and unproductive but yesterday a girl ran over and gave me a huge hug and told me she was happy to see me. that really helped if nothing else. we are also making friends with carlos, the other English teacher and that has been way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the states for a bit and that was real nice. we went for our recruiting trip and had so much fun. i am really praying that God sends a team our way. it would be so great to have people continue the work we are doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to starbucks almost everyday. some days i get a discount and other days its free. i lvoe having my place. it like cheers "sometime you wanna go where everybody knows your name. and their always glad you came" but better b/c its coffee and tea not alchol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading more. I like to do that now. i need more good books though. that would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ahve missed my family a lot this week. blair especially. i have his picture on my computer and he is jsut way to handsome for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a food friend asked me last night what i miss the most about the the states and i told him the people i have there. everything else fades in the wayside. it really is all about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am getting sick or something.... hope that goes away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am finishing my august/September newsletter TOMORROW..... i really need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that is all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7634906329993011809?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7634906329993011809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7634906329993011809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7634906329993011809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7634906329993011809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7881989752302900562</id><published>2008-09-23T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:07:52.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been hard to motivate myself to get out of bed today. I feel like all I want to do is lay still. I want to soak in today an all its noises. I want to breath in everything that is Tuesday. Today is a new day. I am having a hard time feeling it but I am going to believe in it and trust in it. I have a God who is beyond amazing. i have a God who knows the future. My faith feels very very weak right now. Holding on seems very hard. I trust though that you have a plan, I trust that you are bigger than me. i don't know why I trust. Some part of me doesn't even want to, but I know that all other choices fail so strongly in comparison to God and who He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rough week this has been so far. i felt felt almost every emotion across the board. It has been so bad i have started to make myself sick. I think what is worse is I just took two days of personal time so i should be fine and I really shouldn't take another. I know that probably wouldn't be best anyways. SO, I think I am going to try and go by Aidee's house and spend some time with her. than go to starbucks and than head on to Doug and Sandy's to get ready for group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also might be in trouble. there was a bit of a mis-communication on Sunday and I think I messed up real bad. I don't know. I thought i was doing the right thing. I wasn't trying to be a rule breaker. i don't think i was. I just got caught in Mexico City (DF). I was told to stay that it was easier but, I guess that it was not communicated with everyone else. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week might kill me. I am learning a lot and  I know it willbe better in time... but I really need some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7881989752302900562?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7881989752302900562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7881989752302900562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7881989752302900562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7881989752302900562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-has-been-hard-to-motivate-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2889142331395044711</id><published>2008-09-18T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:12:20.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish it were better</title><content type='html'>i wish I knew what to do. i wish I knew how to feel. i wish this wasn't so hard. The more I want to heal the more I hurt. It feels like my gut is in constant pain. My head hurts and I fee; like tears to often. why is it this way? Why do I feel like the only one who feels this way? i know I have people to talk to and I do but it really does not help. I finish the tears and pretend it is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; because I really don't know what else to do. It is really just something I have to deal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;, something I have to learn to trust in. I am not good at that I guess. i think I just haven't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;figured&lt;/span&gt; out the secret. I think I should pray more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in other news. pray for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt;, she hurt herself and is in a neck brace for 15 days. i don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; the details but I am going over to her place tomorrow for an English class so than i am hoping to get the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mexico&lt;/span&gt; City this weekend, I am hoping to figure out somethings. I have never felt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blach&lt;/span&gt; about something as I do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I know it will be. I just know and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; and maybe if I say it enough I will honestly believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2889142331395044711?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2889142331395044711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2889142331395044711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2889142331395044711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2889142331395044711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-it-were-better.html' title='I wish it were better'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3661748867859144063</id><published>2008-09-11T17:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:02:35.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ramble</title><content type='html'>so. It will be four months here next Tues. I think that is just plain crazy. I have all these feelings and desires of things to do and it is weird but, you know what that strongest thought I feel is? Lonely. I feel so lonely. It's silly. People just say this gives you time to be in a relationship with Jesus, but see I am just not sure that He feels that void. that sounds so awful when I read what i wrote but, I just am not sure He is supposed to. Adam walked with God in the garden but, God knew that would not be enough and gave him Eve. He had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-anticipated it all. So, I am the only single one on the team and really out of the people I hang out with and it is hard. I don't know. that's is i think....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3661748867859144063?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3661748867859144063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3661748867859144063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3661748867859144063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3661748867859144063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramble.html' title='ramble'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1721976170388634369</id><published>2008-09-06T19:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:26:24.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again.</title><content type='html'>well, we got back around 540 from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Acapulco&lt;/span&gt;. It was amazing. I soaked up tons of sun and had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday when we got in i was really nervous about what all could go wrong. my biggest fear was that the hotel wouldn't actually exist.but luckily it did. so we got checked in and than got changed and headed to the beach. We at at this little place with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pretty crummy&lt;/span&gt; food and were scouted by people to by everything under the sun. we than went to this island and and swam in the ocean. water was calm and beautiful. Rudy and I rode a jet ski, it was my first time. we than went back to the hotel and swam in the pool, got showered up went to the mall for dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt; and by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; we got home we were all so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;woke up&lt;/span&gt; and had breakfast at the hotel that was so good. than went to find the bungee jump. when we got there it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't opened&lt;/span&gt; yet so we went to the beach near it. It was really strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;and kind&lt;/span&gt; of scary. the people there were a bit crude and we had a few uncomfortable moments. but since this is a family appropriate blog I will leave that out. but no real serious problems. we than went to the bungee. I had no plans of jumping but my team is really convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMmA1z_ayI/AAAAAAAAABw/PIKjh0qjrK8/s1600-h/IMG_7621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMmA1z_ayI/AAAAAAAAABw/PIKjh0qjrK8/s320/IMG_7621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243076187076389666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMm263-NvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/N16mfdBm79c/s1600-h/IMG_7633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMm263-NvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/N16mfdBm79c/s320/IMG_7633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243077116148201202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMnk1H_V1I/AAAAAAAAACA/I9U8X5VdQRk/s1600-h/IMG_7634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMnk1H_V1I/AAAAAAAAACA/I9U8X5VdQRk/s200/IMG_7634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243077904878753618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMow8eWQoI/AAAAAAAAACI/vYGOqDNCXm8/s1600-h/IMG_7635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMow8eWQoI/AAAAAAAAACI/vYGOqDNCXm8/s200/IMG_7635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243079212521636482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMqYk7L2aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o9GUBzNb--c/s1600-h/IMG_7636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMqYk7L2aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o9GUBzNb--c/s200/IMG_7636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243080992906533282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMrOrOIUNI/AAAAAAAAACY/vA12V-UDY8c/s1600-h/IMG_7637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMrOrOIUNI/AAAAAAAAACY/vA12V-UDY8c/s200/IMG_7637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243081922309542098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; we went to a different part of the beach that was a bit more calm. I rode a different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jet ski&lt;/span&gt; with Rudy and than he let me drive for a bit. It was crazy. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; went home Rudy and I swam and than we all ate dinner at the hotel. than we went to this rock diving show that was insane. I went back to the hotel and used the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and than went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; and went back to the island. It rained and we swam in it anyways. ate there and than went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; the hotel. i swam with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rudy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; got ready &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; went to the mall we went and saw taken and than ate at burger king. after that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;and than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Beck&lt;/span&gt; to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over all it was a great vacation. BUT... oh my gosh i am so tired. But i loved the trip. It was fantastic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1721976170388634369?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1721976170388634369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1721976170388634369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1721976170388634369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1721976170388634369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-again.html' title='Home again.'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SMMmA1z_ayI/AAAAAAAAABw/PIKjh0qjrK8/s72-c/IMG_7621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4807367743593743596</id><published>2008-09-02T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:08:33.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here</title><content type='html'>so i am sitting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; and I love it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. i walked in and they asked me if I want what I usually get and I say... um... I don't think so its cold. he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; says how about having it warm. I was like sure&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, why not. than the girl walks up to get my drink hearing nothing but the size and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;automatically&lt;/span&gt; goes for the cold cup it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; fun for me. I have a place where they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;know me&lt;/span&gt; by name. It is not as good as shades but it will do for now. also when I was walking in i saw one of the guys who works here and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kissed&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really understand. I told him my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; very good and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;argued&lt;/span&gt; me and said I understand so much. It was neat. It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been nuts. We had friends day at church on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and had 72 PEOPLE THERE!!!!!!!! the most we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; ever had. It was awesome. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go into service though. There was a boy there who was mentally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;challenged&lt;/span&gt; so i sat outside with him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; took pictures of service and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;. More on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;this in &lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;soon future&lt;/span&gt;. it was great. there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; this lady there with her five sons. So i invited them over later for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;swimming and&lt;/span&gt; pizza, here and her five sons. Including the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AIMers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we had 16 people but it was a blast and I think they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;are considering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to small group this week since we won't have it this week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AIMers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are going to..... ACAPULCO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so stoked. four days on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; beach with just my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; teammates it should be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I moved today and I am exhausted. WE also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no gas so I am not sure how I am going to get to shower but, it will all work out. I am almost completely unpacked... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;to turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; repack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I am going to Georgia in May for the wedding. he is my best friend and he wants me there, I want to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family. I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;them so&lt;/span&gt; much. Blair is my joy and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; about him makes me so happy and so sad all in the same breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jean Michele enjoyed group a lot. He told his mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; the had tons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;of fun&lt;/span&gt;. this makes me so excited. how cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; Jean Pierre is easing up to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Lubbock&lt;/span&gt; in like 29 days... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Popeye's&lt;/span&gt; here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, Id decided to not write a newsletter this month. I am going to to a video instead. Pictures and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;over the&lt;/span&gt; place. I like it, I am so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4807367743593743596?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4807367743593743596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4807367743593743596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4807367743593743596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4807367743593743596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/09/here.html' title='Here'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-457787227751993847</id><published>2008-08-28T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:57:41.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a crazy week</title><content type='html'>we are living with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Doug&lt;/span&gt; and Sandy and that has been really nice. It is weird living withe the grand parent type, very new territory. I have been trying to make a new routine. i am trying to be up by 830 at the latest watch a video podcast sermon. eat breakfast and take a shower. its been hard. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;need the&lt;/span&gt; time though. things here don't really start until 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; so its weird. But, things go more late than things in the state. i am really not used to the rainy weather either. It makes me tired. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clouds&lt;/span&gt; make me want to sleep all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; so I am working through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for breakfast with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; this morning. it was nice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rudy&lt;/span&gt; is sick and so it was kinda lame he couldn't come but we had fun anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard being on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; field. I talked to someone last night who told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;me they&lt;/span&gt; have been going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt; where they speak no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; to try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; what we feel and than pray for us, i thought that was really neat. brought tears to my eyes. But honestly I miss home a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to talk to people very much since living with Doug and Sandy and I miss that. it is what keeps me going. Knowing that you support me in this helps me stay committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what was best. I am trying to figure out when to go home to visit and i am having a great deal of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; deciding. Knowing what is best for me and for you is really hard. I am trying but failing  miserably. Anyways. I miss you and that I do know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not talked to Blair it what feels like ages. He is my joy. I miss singing to him and laughing. I really hopes he gets to come visit. The whole family of course but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; him. Oh I want him to meet the kids here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends day is on Sunday. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;inviting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; and her family. Young Daniel and Raul from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tienda&lt;/span&gt; and his family. God is working and i am excited to see what amazing things he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I am going to nap. I am so stinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; and I think it might rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-457787227751993847?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/457787227751993847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=457787227751993847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/457787227751993847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/457787227751993847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-crazy-week.html' title='what a crazy week'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7689973964091303250</id><published>2008-08-26T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:48:02.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have missed Jesus</title><content type='html'>I accidentally cut Him out of my ministry. I got so busy talking about Him to other people and doing the missionary thing that I had forgotten to incorporate Him in my life. I teach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; class and talk with Alex about Him. I tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; how powerful He is. I go to small groups and church but I had not spent time with him. Tonight i decided to finish the video sermon I tried to watch this morning. It was so great. It talked about having Jesus as your Shepard. I remembered why i am here. i remembered how much I lack but how great He is in me. I started listening to some worship services they have posted online. It has been great. Than i was talking to Zane online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="215" style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="localName"&gt;&lt;b class="screenname"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trueoreo&lt;/span&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp&gt; (10:18:27 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#00ffff;"   &gt;tell me something good something true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="216" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="remoteName0"&gt;&lt;b class="screenname"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SoarinEagles&lt;/span&gt;2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp&gt; (10:19:42 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Bold;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Good funny or just all around good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="217" style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="localName"&gt;&lt;b class="screenname"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trueoreo&lt;/span&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp&gt; (10:20:18 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#00ffff;"   &gt;all around good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="218" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="remoteName0"&gt;&lt;b class="screenname"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SoarinEagles&lt;/span&gt;2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp&gt; (10:22:30 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Bold;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="219" style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="localName"&gt;&lt;b class="screenname"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;trueoreo&lt;/span&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp&gt; (10:23:30 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#00ffff;"   &gt;oh.... for some reason... that was what I needed tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to let big truths slip my mind. I get so caught up in the vocabulary of church. I know I am not alone. It has been an overall good day. Because i have chosen to start and end it with Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7689973964091303250?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7689973964091303250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7689973964091303250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7689973964091303250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7689973964091303250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-missed-jesus.html' title='I have missed Jesus'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2866090319539091370</id><published>2008-08-22T09:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:23:19.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>perspective</title><content type='html'>I have begun to discover that perspective is everything. The way i perceive  that exact situation someone else experiences with me. I guess to some extant i knew that but in reality it never really clicked. like my time here has been the exact same time as the rest of my team has had but we all feel so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that isn't really what is on my mind right now. I am so brain trapped. I am doing the girl thing. I don't want to be a girl. I get flustered and distracted it is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation... where does it go. For some reason prayer feels so fake. i don't know. When I sit down to pray or to read it feels so forced like I have to b/c I am a missionary and that is just what we do. i don't know. That probably doesn't make since or makes me sound horrible and that is not what I want I just can't seem to make sense of it. I don't know. Sometimes I eel like he already knows what I want to say so why even bring it up. I don't know if that... oh I don't know. I feel so far away. he feels so far away. I don't know how to go back. i wish this made sense. I just have so many thoughts and I don't feel like it is a concept easily discussed. It scares people when you say you are struggling because they don't want to say the wrong thing. I don't feel there is an answer that can be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss singing in English. A lot. i am starting to wonder... people have love languages is it possible that we also have worship languages and if you aren't able to express your love language than you stat to feel distant from God. i am not sure, I should look into that thought some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2866090319539091370?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2866090319539091370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2866090319539091370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2866090319539091370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2866090319539091370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/perspectie.html' title='perspective'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-5329398518417092499</id><published>2008-08-21T08:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:19:56.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>I have less than four hours of class. Afterwards I have to pack like a mad woman. I hate packing. It is so hard to motivate myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week just might kill me. I struggle a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; with doing the right thing. I struggle with keeping others accountable to things that i really do not feel is  big deal. I want to do the right thing though. I feel we need to do the right thing. I know I am not perfect I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; I screw up and I am not making excuses for me but although I fail some times I do not feel that it than cancels out my right to hold you accountable. Ii am trying. i want to be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; and somethings I wonder..... I don't know this is hard. this is really hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I talked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; night while we were packing. She was saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; cool it is that we are friends now and how packing to move would just suck if we did not like each other. God is pretty cool that way. He knew what he was doing all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; even when I did not believe that He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling I have inside. I want to cry and scream and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hit&lt;/span&gt; some one in the face. I am so exhausted an you are not making ti any better. You said it was your choice. you said you would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; the blame and not hold us responsible. Now, you are so angry at us. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; doing the right thing sometimes. I really suck at it. I hate trying to hold people accountable who have no care of right or wrong. I am trying so hard. I think I am done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-5329398518417092499?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/5329398518417092499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=5329398518417092499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5329398518417092499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5329398518417092499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-5808435958322182198</id><published>2008-08-20T12:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:10:17.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dos mas dias</title><content type='html'>I am in my house for the last two days. We are moving on Friday. I know I have an apartment i am just not sure when we can move into it. SO... for now we are moving but, I just do not to where at this exact movement. I will miss this house it is nice but the new place will be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always tired and motivation is gone. I feel real empty inside like I am lacking something. It is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ic ant seem to motivate myself to finish this post.. maybe later tonight/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-5808435958322182198?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/5808435958322182198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=5808435958322182198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5808435958322182198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5808435958322182198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/dos-mas-dias.html' title='dos mas dias'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2627887882784742759</id><published>2008-08-18T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:11:56.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No title seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sufficient&lt;/span&gt; to encompass all that is going on in my head. My eyes hurt from being on the edge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the team and the Jenkins and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Holcombs&lt;/span&gt; all went and at the mall. I had sushi, it was good. Afterwards we were being asked a lot of questions about housing and whatnot, I lost it. I tried so hard to not cry but... to no avail. So, Doug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt; took Amanda and I to find rent house posting. We found a few and Sandy made phone calls for us. We looked at one place today and it was really good. I wonder if we could bring down the price a bit though. We are also meeting with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;realtor&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. He seems really nice and I hope we can have something by Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now only have 12 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; left.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! I feel exhausted though and kind of a weird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt; hungry thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you a lot. It is kind of pathetic how this works. I wish you were here. You would hold me and reassure me it is all gonna be alright and for some strange reason I think I would trust you because you speak with such confidence and I feel safe. Even when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hear&lt;/span&gt; what you have to say I know you are usually right and for that. I know I am blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2627887882784742759?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2627887882784742759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2627887882784742759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2627887882784742759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2627887882784742759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-title-seems-sufficient-to-encompass.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4470222096506280332</id><published>2008-08-16T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:17:53.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still here</title><content type='html'>I finally got a good night sleep. i think I slept about 11 hours. I needed that so bad. Since we found out Sarah was leaving I have been sleeping horribly but, last night by the time we got home I way having trouble keeping my eyes open so by 1040, I was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good. Went to lunch with the team, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart and hung out, went to plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuernavaca&lt;/span&gt; and was bored stiff but I got this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colada&lt;/span&gt; strawberry smoothie thing and that was great. Than we went to plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gallaries&lt;/span&gt; and went and saw Se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Busca&lt;/span&gt; or Wanted in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. Minus some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; scenes I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lagunas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zempuelos&lt;/span&gt; for the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; is taking us with her family and we are going to eat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ride&lt;/span&gt; horses and do paddle boats and just have fun with her family. I am stoked. I think afterwards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; is going to help us set up some appointments to look for a new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to try to start moving out on Monday. I hope that all goes smoothly. I find myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; stressed out and I hate that. I want to just be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with all of the change I want to be easygoing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;smooth&lt;/span&gt; sailing but i am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt;t girl I am so the girl who thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;out wose&lt;/span&gt; case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;scenarios&lt;/span&gt; and gets all flustered and what not, it is bad. I trust though that god will take care of it and of me. I trust that it will all be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbie is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt; to visit on Monday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; will be here through next sat. morning and than I think the team is going to go spend the day in Mexico City with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;AIMers&lt;/span&gt; there. I am so stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home a lot lately. I miss friends a lot. I have cried a lot this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the beach in a few weeks. I am so excited. I am just hoping that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do something stupid and loose a lot of money instead of actually booking a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I AM GOING TO LUBBOCK!!!!!!!!! I am leaving the 1st of Oct. and I am stoked. You should come see me. I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; for like 6 days. It will be nice to see some people and hopefully we will be able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;find some&lt;/span&gt; time to sing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;AIMers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4470222096506280332?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4470222096506280332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4470222096506280332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4470222096506280332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4470222096506280332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/still-here.html' title='still here'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-226049192777268064</id><published>2008-08-14T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:02:19.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>SO much is happening. Sarah left two weeks ago this coming Sunday. That was really hard and really sad. I am really starting to miss having here around. In that regard Amanda and I are moving. Next week we are moving into the bungalow of Marco until we can find an apartment or cheap house for the two of us. This is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; stressful but, I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt; in the same lot as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; and that is pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are almost done with language classes, Just four more days or as I like to say just 16 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself sad a lot. i find myself missing my friends a lot and wishing I could be there with them as they grow up. I am making new friends and that is way cool, but nonetheless it is hard. I wish I could explain it. i am still very happy with my decision but, it is just rough. I am tired of people trying to make it better or thinking they can help. You can't really help even if you have been on the field it still does not make sense to you. But God is still god and I am still His and in that I find peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;intercambio&lt;/span&gt; class we read the first chapter of Genesis. It was really cool. i am hoping to set up a woman's bible study once we finish classes. I want to have it once a week with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aidee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zaida&lt;/span&gt; and maybe Alex my student and than maybe the girls  Andrew and Amanda have been teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; to. Who knows. I am just letting go of this place and holding His hand. He seems to know what he is doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-226049192777268064?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/226049192777268064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=226049192777268064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/226049192777268064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/226049192777268064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-412975689232253083</id><published>2008-07-26T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:57:41.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>up and down.</title><content type='html'>I know people have said this throughout time and i know many people have said it better and more eloquent than this but I am convinced that with almost every good thing that happens in life something bad follows close behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was really great. Church on Sunday was amazing. I was overwhelmed at just how amazing my church family here is. We did not end up having class because no one showed up. So I played with Coco's niece and talked in the little spanish I knew and we had fun. Than service was intresting but the best part was Aidee came and she brought Alex and John Marc, her youngest two boys. The reason why this is so fantastic is that her husband had decided the kids were not allowed to go to church with her, it is fine if that is what she wants but not the kids. Well, on Sunday John Pier, the husband was taking John Michele, the oldest to play tennis and for some reason it was just easier for the younger two to come with Aidee and they just loved it. I also helped out in the bible hour class which was hard and i think i need a few more weeks in spanish before I do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service the church through a fiesta for the missionaries. The suprised us with a meal and i was just so impressed. After that Martita's two daughters really wanted us to come over and play. So we did, we played some games outside and got all hot and sweaty and gross and it was fantastic. We are supposed to go back this Sunday for a movie and popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was mostly typical from what I remember. Tuesday we went to La Fontana, the usual for the team on Tuesdays now but this time Aidee and her whole family came and Zaida. (Zaida is 13 and is quickly become my good friend, she is the daughter of our cleaning lady and she is real fun. We don''t communicate great yet but, God is definitly at work) After lunch Zaide cam over and taught Amanda and I some table games and that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have friends from D.F. coming in soon so I need to go get ready, but i will hopefully get better about updating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-412975689232253083?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/412975689232253083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=412975689232253083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/412975689232253083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/412975689232253083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/07/up-and-down.html' title='up and down.'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1306247195332232164</id><published>2008-07-08T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:01:31.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't understand</title><content type='html'>A very close friend of my spanish teacher passed away today. I hate this for her. I hurt and I have never even met the lady orher familyl. She leaves behind two children and no other family. How do I help? I can not assist that family they live in los cabos. I can help Aidee though. She was so sad today. SHe had to step ou of calss to cry. I want to be jesus. to her. I want to show her God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Are they gonna cut the body open? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/"&gt;Willow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oh my god. Would you just... stop talking? Just... shut your mouth. Please. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: What am I doing? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/"&gt;Willow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: How can you act like that? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Am I supposed to be changing my clothes a lot? Is that the helpful thing to do? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0107183/"&gt;Xander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Guys... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/"&gt;Willow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: The way you behave. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Nobody will tell me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/"&gt;Willow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Because it's not okay for you to be asking these things. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: But I don't understand. &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;begins to cry&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0146536/"&gt;Anya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. I mean, I knew her, and then she's- There's just a body, and I don't understand why she just can't get back in it and not be dead anymore. It's stupid. It's mortal and stupid. And-and Xander's crying and not talking, and-and I was having fruit punch, and I thought, well, Joyce will never have any more fruit punch ever, and she'll never have eggs, or yawn or brush her hair, not ever, and no one will explain to me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is cheesy and corny but, this is how I feel sometimes. I don't know what is ok to say or ask. I want to do it right. I want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know two things and I do neither of them well. I am called to love God and to love others. Well, I love God. and i love Aidee and I love this womann and her family and so I will pray. I understand that God has all the answers and i understand that he can heal the broken and the wounded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1306247195332232164?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1306247195332232164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1306247195332232164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1306247195332232164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1306247195332232164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-understand.html' title='I don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4530575627195169406</id><published>2008-06-30T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:40:13.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blech</title><content type='html'>I am felling pretty crummy. my stomach hurts and so does my head. I am exhausted but I have so much I need to do. Pray that God gives me strength and keeps me well. Ireally d not want to be getting ill. i want to be in class learning. I need to be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here are good and I am starting to feel like I am actually learning the language some but still, it is very hard and i get frusturated often. I know it will be good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends day yesterday was really good. We had a lot of people, praise God. I knw the Lord is at work here and this makes me so happy. I am working with one of the men at the lavandaria on Wend.to teach him to sing in english. Hopefully that will open some amazing doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... be praying about Ashley Rector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4530575627195169406?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4530575627195169406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4530575627195169406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4530575627195169406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4530575627195169406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/06/blech.html' title='blech'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-9206441737989880774</id><published>2008-06-21T15:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:03:20.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving this place</title><content type='html'>I have really not cried a whole lot since I have been here. I have been soaking everything in and jsut letting it all become real. Culture shock is a very intresting thing. It does reallly bizarre things to people. I have really been fighting through ti myself. i have been adjuting to my team and how to "live"with them on a consistant basia.i am happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team had a meeting on Monday night. We talked about a lot and i got to address a few things that were bothering me. I needed that. Afterwards I talked with Andrew for awhile and I cried for a long time. I do not understand love. I do not understanding how you can truly know a persons faults a love them in ptie of them. Weh I do understand is that he does. he loves me unconditionaly and for that I am forever greatful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past weeks have shown very eventful. I could have never known what to expect on this field but, this i do know. God is in control. Supoort has been working out for my whole team. Thank you God. My spirit is high and I am so greatful Fo my God and His unfailing love and commitment to me even when I struggle on remaining commited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my thoughts are jumbled but, there is just so much; so sorry. maybe it will be better next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-9206441737989880774?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/9206441737989880774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=9206441737989880774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9206441737989880774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9206441737989880774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/06/loving-this-place.html' title='Loving this place'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3692987623663930161</id><published>2008-06-13T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:39:35.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired of it. I am tired of being a grown-up. I am struggling trying to take care of me. I am tired of being rational and logical. Things are being fixed but, it is taking time. I want to be able to express everything on my mind but, I know that is not always the smartest idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Lord is teaching me so much about myself and I am having a hard time learning it all. I want to be like jesus. I am struggling to know though how He dealt with conflict and frustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Jesus get annoyed and irrated with people? I mean did they just wear on Him? Did He have to seperate himself. I just want to know how He handled being with the same 12 people all the time. i don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3692987623663930161?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3692987623663930161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3692987623663930161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3692987623663930161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3692987623663930161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-so-tired-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-8449379953292308939</id><published>2008-06-05T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:34:01.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am here and I am exhausted</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday... I am now 21. This is no different than 20. I am glad yesterday is done though. I felt so crummy most of the day and felt so bad becuase I know that people could tell. Everyone was so great but there was too much else on my mind. I couldn't seem to be fun birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. My eyes hurt, my brain hurts, my stomach hurts. It has been a long week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-8449379953292308939?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/8449379953292308939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=8449379953292308939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8449379953292308939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8449379953292308939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-here-and-i-am-exhausted.html' title='I am here and I am exhausted'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4723332174144124228</id><published>2008-05-25T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:10:52.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico</title><content type='html'>I live here now, it's crazy. I love it here. It is so beautiful. Our house is huge and it is great. U s three girls have a four bedroom, 4 1/2 bathroom, a living room, kitchen, patio, two balconies and the rooftop which will eventually serve as the third balcony, home. Our landlord is so nice and really worked on us feeling like &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; home is &lt;em&gt;our home&lt;/em&gt;. We are very happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the church we are working with is so great. the people are very nice and have really made us feel welcome, well I mean from what i understand so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start language classes in a week and a day. I am scared, i have never tried to learn a foreign language before, so I am praying that I pick it up rather easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired though, this past week has been very busy. I will give a real and good post either tonight  or tpmorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4723332174144124228?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4723332174144124228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4723332174144124228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4723332174144124228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4723332174144124228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/05/mexico.html' title='Mexico'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1374693857916460803</id><published>2008-04-24T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:32:43.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Breath... Just Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFPhIsuWvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iz_TjArEBq4/s1600-h/IMG_6391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193019276024240882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFPhIsuWvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iz_TjArEBq4/s200/IMG_6391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;time moves by around me so fast. It is beyond my understanding how life can happen this way. I was looking at my blog and my pe&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFOhosuWsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qdnd7SG9OEY/s1600-h/IMG_6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193018185102547650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFOhosuWsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qdnd7SG9OEY/s200/IMG_6379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rsonal information is: "who would have ever thought it was going to end and begin like this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has got me thinking though. The ending of Lubbock time and the beginning of Mexico time. I move in 22 days. This is the most bizarre thing. The stuff I learned while I was away will forever change me. The friendships that were created in Lubbock and the lost ones from OC. I was stretched and pulled and molded. God has changed me. i see the world different now. I am having to just step back and breath. I have to remember that God is in control. i am having to trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193018554469735122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFO3IsuWtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y7_ldhk-odI/s200/IMG_6385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the talk the other night helped so much. I need someone to listen to me and to hear me out. Someone who isn't so busy with life that they are too busy for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFPNYsuWuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xinc3-dp1oY/s1600-h/IMG_6386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193018936721824482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFPNYsuWuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xinc3-dp1oY/s200/IMG_6386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what is ahead and to say that I am not afraid would be a lie. I know this though. the one who has brought me this far, even when I am pushing and pulling in the opposite direction, knew what He was doing than and He knows what He is doing now. I am learning what it means to trust, unconditionally. I am learning what it means to be a true women of faith. i am so grateful for God and who He chooses to be in my life. I know it is going to be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;new steps and new things. Saying goodbye and hello. who would have ever thought that it would end and begin like this? I must say, I am so grateful it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFQfYsuWwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Eq-SKspl-jE/s1600-h/IMG_6505_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193020345471097602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFQfYsuWwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Eq-SKspl-jE/s320/IMG_6505_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1374693857916460803?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1374693857916460803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1374693857916460803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1374693857916460803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1374693857916460803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-breath-just-breath.html' title='And Breath... Just Breath'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SBFPhIsuWvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iz_TjArEBq4/s72-c/IMG_6391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-5928697523868773454</id><published>2008-04-18T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:00:13.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fingers in splint, cannot type for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-5928697523868773454?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/5928697523868773454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=5928697523868773454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5928697523868773454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/5928697523868773454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/04/fingers-in-splint-cannot-type-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7292537982007527303</id><published>2008-04-15T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:34:13.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>packing again</title><content type='html'>my lubbock time is over. wow it flew by, everyone said it would butI guess it never fully clicked with me. This last week was a rough one. goodbyes were painful. I hurt some people andended some friendships. god is faithful and is in complete contrl. i smile because of who i get to be in my Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7292537982007527303?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7292537982007527303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7292537982007527303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7292537982007527303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7292537982007527303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/04/packing-again.html' title='packing again'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-4703791217917831519</id><published>2008-03-15T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:47:27.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>small group ended up being well but not what I truly wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt; exhausted. I worked my butt off this week. We had finals and what not this week and finished classes for AIM on Wednesday. My team had cultural breakfast this past morning. It was so great but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next few weeks are going to be so busy with camp adventure. We will than travel to Arlington and than to Tulsa and to who knows where for a week and than back here for like a week and a half.  I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; on one end and than broken completely on the other end. I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;think I &lt;/span&gt; will will just be to busy to process it all yet, but God will figure it out for me I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-4703791217917831519?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/4703791217917831519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=4703791217917831519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4703791217917831519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/4703791217917831519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/03/small-group-ended-up-being-well-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7767903128865341006</id><published>2008-03-02T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:13:05.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too short</title><content type='html'>I went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. I got to go back for spring sing. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good for me to get to go back and see people. it was hard though. i didn't know how emotionally wearing goodbye could be. For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; reason i did not even want to be too near you. I did not want to even want to do the hello because I knew the goodbye would be coming way too soon. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to let go again. i think I freaked out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; people but whatever. he weekend was so good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good to talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; and Jaime. How faithful God always is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;and how&lt;/span&gt; nice it is to have that truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard right now. Team stuff is very hard right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Investing&lt;/span&gt; is difficult. I missed almost all of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;afternoon clasess&lt;/span&gt; today because of talking with Kris, Chris Jo and Ben. I think it is going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; out though. I have so much to do this week. Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thing every&lt;/span&gt; other day this week is a half day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that should&lt;/span&gt; help. Just a week and a half more of classes. Oh how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;. Pray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;for God&lt;/span&gt; to show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;me what&lt;/span&gt; is right and what is best. pray that He intervenes right now because We greatly need that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Pray&lt;/span&gt; for my boys as they discover their role on the team and what it means to lead. Pray for the girls as we grow in loving each other and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;encouraging&lt;/span&gt; the boys into their role. Pray for me to be more loving and supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am teaching small group tomorrow night but that is for a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; entry so till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7767903128865341006?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7767903128865341006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7767903128865341006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7767903128865341006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7767903128865341006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-short.html' title='Too short'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2319103369634836964</id><published>2008-02-18T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:25:54.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came home sick today. I have on of those headaches that makes you cranky. Light hurts, noise hurts, thinking hurts, breathing hurts, I am exhausted. I have stressed myself out to the point of illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to a fried the other night and they asked me why I cry so often. they asked me why i fight with people so much. htey asked em what had changed in Lubbock from when I was at OC. I am not sure though. I honestly have no idea. I am a little worried though. Maybe i am jsut stressing out about stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris J likes me. he thinks I am neat and this makes me smile real lots. He is pretty swell and I way like his family as well..  I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2319103369634836964?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2319103369634836964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2319103369634836964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2319103369634836964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2319103369634836964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/02/came-home-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1764872877940617448</id><published>2008-02-04T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:56:44.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>growing</title><content type='html'>So today was a rough one. I cried a whole lot. I am flippin out a bit jsut trying to process being on a team. It has been a very rough past few days. i guess past week is more accurate. I have been alon with the rest of my team fighting illness. I don't know what all eveyrone had but i can tell youthat it was way unpleasent. All are much better than they have been though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a hard team meeting on Friday night. There was talk of quiting the team and talk of leaving AIM from different people. this was exhausting but very valuable to be aware of where people are at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beign stretched and grown and ripped apart. I feel like my eyes might just fall out of my head. I have ben crying and fighting and such. I got angry today. I got so mad i wanted to quit. I am not quitting though. I am so afraid of the unknown. i know god is faithful. I am working on being confident in that knowledge. god is faithful and will reveal His plan inhis due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Mexico in less than 70 hours. I am very excited to get there and to get to go to Cuernavaca fo=r a day and meet the last couple and to stay the ngiht and go to the church I will be attending in a few short months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on all fo this soon... but right nwo I desperately need to go clean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1764872877940617448?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1764872877940617448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1764872877940617448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1764872877940617448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1764872877940617448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/02/growing.html' title='growing'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-6847552771472892086</id><published>2008-01-31T06:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:58:45.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God is breaking my heart. He is moving me into a place I had never seen myself going. I am moving to Mexico. To Mexico. With the most amazing team a girl could ask for. I am truly blessed. i am broken and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beautifully broken. I am been ripped down and torn apart. I have been shapped and molded. Ht Lord is my rock and my salvation. I am so happy.I am broken and blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-6847552771472892086?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/6847552771472892086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=6847552771472892086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/6847552771472892086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/6847552771472892086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-is-breaking-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2348524112951599496</id><published>2008-01-09T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:32:55.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GROSS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I feel gross and yucky and empty and blah. i feel helpless and confused and in desperate need of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; more than what I have been doing. i know where my struggle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lies&lt;/span&gt; and where it will continue to be. I hate this. I hate feeling like this. NO control. NO answers. NO one to confide in. NO one who understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SATAN!!!!!!!! I hate what he does to me. I hate how he makes me feel insecure and alone and empty. I hate that he knows my weakness and uses them. I hate him and all he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is it. This is the end. Jesus and I are going to fight. We will win. I am protected. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;have someone&lt;/span&gt; who knows me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;better and completely&lt;/span&gt; and loves me unconditionally. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hold me&lt;/span&gt; tight and will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;never let&lt;/span&gt; me go. I have someone who has a plan mapped out for me and a desire for who i can be and i want to be on that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I love who i can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;in Him&lt;/span&gt;. I love who He allows me to be. I am waiting for Him. MY Prince, my beloved. My Savior. My God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to make him Lord of today. I choose to make Him Lord of now and my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus. Thank you for you unconditional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2348524112951599496?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2348524112951599496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2348524112951599496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2348524112951599496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2348524112951599496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/01/gross.html' title='GROSS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-153560936719695717</id><published>2008-01-04T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:52:42.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no motivation. i am exhausted and tired. Weddings are tiring. I am not sure what i think anymore. I have had so much on my plate recently. I think i have emptied it all out. why do I do these things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; do I stay so busy. Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; I allow myself to over busy myself and make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; for a God? I know the importance and value of prayer and bible reading and  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; with God yet i still constantly fight what H desires for me. I need some good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; time. i need o go spend some time at a coffee shop with no one else. I might hit up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; library at school or go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; a place where no one else is. I want  bible study with someone. I want an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;impromptu&lt;/span&gt; praise and worship time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been good thus far. I have broke no rules or messed this up. I for some reason was under the impression that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; be enough. Not doing the wrong thing does not surpass doing the right thing. I need to o the right thing. I need to do the best thing. i am gonna do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean Slate '08.... yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; good but I like New Sate '08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-153560936719695717?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/153560936719695717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=153560936719695717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/153560936719695717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/153560936719695717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-no-motivation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2560755937477680381</id><published>2007-11-24T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:15:12.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of Todd</title><content type='html'>If I could sit down with five different, deceased people and eat dinner with them and pick their brain who would it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Jesus (of course)&lt;br /&gt;2.) Paul the apostle (find out really what that thorn in his flesh was.)&lt;br /&gt;3.) Martian Luther King Jr.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Jim Elliot&lt;br /&gt;5.) C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that will do. It might change someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2560755937477680381?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2560755937477680381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2560755937477680381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2560755937477680381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2560755937477680381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-honor-of-todd.html' title='In honor of Todd'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2720630706369458849</id><published>2007-11-19T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:37:46.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>back where i came from</title><content type='html'>So I am back at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt;. It is a whole new world now. i didn't believe people, but they were right. I never realized how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-Christ focused i was and still tend to be. I miss prayer nights and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nooma&lt;/span&gt; videos. It has only been a few days. I want late night singing and talks about class. I want to talk less about people and more about Jesus. This is bad. I am bad. I need Jesus more than I. Is it possible to be the Christian I want to be while I am home. Can this girl that I desire to be co-exist in the world she used to live in. People know me different. Am i really so delusional that I thought everything would just fall right back into place......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although that is how I felt a few days ago I think I may be feeling a bit better now. IT took a few days for me to feel like it was home. Not that all is well or that I believe all is perfect but, it is getting better. Falling back into the role of Jennie here is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot since I have been home. I have little dedication and self motivation. I am a sinner. i am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;struggler&lt;/span&gt;. I am a Christian and a disciple and a lover of Jesus. I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tryer&lt;/span&gt;, I am a failure. I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;succeeder&lt;/span&gt;. I am Jennie bu hoping to someday discover my new name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2720630706369458849?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2720630706369458849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2720630706369458849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2720630706369458849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2720630706369458849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-where-i-came-from.html' title='back where i came from'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2708862520450077980</id><published>2007-11-10T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:27:58.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why me and not you?</title><content type='html'>So I went to a Reformed Jewish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Synagogue&lt;/span&gt; last night. It was extremely educational and I learned so much about where I had come from and the history behind the church. I ended up at a kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barmitzfah&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;) which ended up being a bit of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; in and of its self. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;am so happy&lt;/span&gt; to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;how blessed&lt;/span&gt; I am. I was raised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;knowing&lt;/span&gt; about Jesus and how fantastic it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;is that&lt;/span&gt; God sent His son. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;know that&lt;/span&gt; under the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; I deserved death but, Jesus has come to bring life and forgiveness and freedom. It was hard for me though to be there and to see all these people who believe in my god but, are missing out on life in Him. It mad me want to just run  up and scream out all the blessings and joy that you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; in Christ and in the grace that He offers. It want to go back. I want to make relationships. I want them to see Jesus in me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt; them to understand. I want to create friendships. Please pray that God does what He does best and just open doors to allow for some talks about Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also please pray for my knee. It still hurts real bad. I have been having to pop it a lot again and it feels like the cap is pulling away. So pray for healing without medication if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, thank you for being the God of the past, present and future. I want to serve you and be you, Let your love show through me so I can help in the advancement of your Kingdom. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; loving me and for sending Jesus as my sacrifice that I can spend eternity with you. I love you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2708862520450077980?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2708862520450077980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2708862520450077980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2708862520450077980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2708862520450077980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-me-and-not-you.html' title='Why me and not you?'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2777559571728859071</id><published>2007-09-27T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:50:48.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Jesus</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy today but with the most amazing things. i went to a church that feeds homeless today. It was amazing. It was Tara and i and two AIM assaitants and Danny Hess. I met a woman who really needs Jesus. She was an extremely co-dependent woman who was jsut not ready to move past that yet. Her name was Gina. I got to see Jesus in her today. It was fantastic. I love how empowering Christ is. I have no fear of hwo people might react. I find myself fearingso little. I know satan has some power but I am aware that my Jesus is so much bigger and I will be ok. I thinkI want to go back next week, Tara and i are discussing it. But only a small group to many people would really ruin what is being done we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went out for coffee tonight. I met two neat kids who have really been burned by religion. I want to help people like that. I made a really good voncersation out of solittle.I take that back Jesus did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Sarah Reach today about just meeting people and getting over ourselves. I told her once i just started seeing people as people who needed to be loved it makes it so much easier. I really want to be Jesus, to see people where they really are. To meet people where they are at. I am intrested to see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a friendship that is weird and I know that only Jesus knows how to fix it. I am just not sure what to do. The oppurtunity to fix it is not present. Pray that god opens doors. Pray he provides anwsers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my time with Jesus to become more clear. Pray for God to provide anwsers.&lt;br /&gt;Also, pray that God provides support. I am deeply lacking in that department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2777559571728859071?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2777559571728859071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2777559571728859071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2777559571728859071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2777559571728859071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/09/being-jesus.html' title='Being Jesus'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-207602328885312170</id><published>2007-09-24T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:46:28.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;wish I could begin to make you understand my life as it is right now. I am the busiest I have ever been in my whole lif. i am in class most of the day andworking on homework a load of the time. I am happy though. In my illness I am happy. In my emptyness I am happy. In my elarning I am happy. In my brokeness i am happy. God is using me, shaping and shifting and molding and changing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a moment on Saturday where i just felt happy. I felt likeI was where I needed to be, i was happy. I felt liek God had truly placed me here for a reason. I knew I was where i needed to be.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning so much and jsut happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss OKC a lto though. I have been having a hard time calling home though because everytime I feel like I get off the phone I feel like I have left a piece of my heart behind. I am sorry for my lack of communication. i know this is different than how I sadi i would be but, i never antcipated life being liek this, it is a bit nuts. Pleaseunderstandthat I do truly miss you. Please understand that you hold a very important place in my heart. Please understand that this does notmean I am too busy for you but since I do not ahve a phone right now and am constantly busy it mkes it hard to find the balance i need. I hopr to have it a bit more figured out here in the enar future. call me and leave a message if you need to. Icheck the messages fairly often and call back when i get a chance. I love you though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me though. Don't forget me. Shoot me e-mails and such. I love that. Keep me up to ddate on what is going on in your life, I like that, I need that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-207602328885312170?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/207602328885312170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=207602328885312170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/207602328885312170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/207602328885312170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wish-i-could-begin-to-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7709363122846379297</id><published>2007-09-20T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T07:16:06.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God remains faithful</title><content type='html'>Even when I am faithless. All worked out with my new. I am on a few medications to straighten things out. I am so happy and I have not felt this way ina long time. More to come soon but now i need to get ready for class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7709363122846379297?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7709363122846379297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7709363122846379297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7709363122846379297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7709363122846379297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-remains-faithful.html' title='God remains faithful'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3657934723895736658</id><published>2007-09-14T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:05:19.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>So I have been stressed out a whole bunch lately. There are many things that factor into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;butin&lt;/span&gt; the large scheme I am scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taht&lt;/span&gt; if I have this MRI it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;is going&lt;/span&gt; to say that I am to hurt to complete this program and that I need to go home and have surgery. So I have been having to work through all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emotions that&lt;/span&gt; are involved with that in addition to keeping up with school work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;getting enough&lt;/span&gt; sleep and dealing with doctors on the phone and balancing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;form of&lt;/span&gt; a social life. (I have never had friend before I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;moved here&lt;/span&gt; who have told me"lets just play it by ear" I think I hate that line as much as I hate "be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;flexible&lt;/span&gt;," "after AIM" and "bummer")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good things have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;come out&lt;/span&gt; of this though. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;met with&lt;/span&gt; Ben Walker yesterday, the AIM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;counselar&lt;/span&gt;, and he told me to make a worry journal. I am only allowed to worry for 30 minutes a day. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;must find&lt;/span&gt; an alone place and write down all my worries for 30 minutes than I am to pray over them and shut the book and I am not allowed to open it again until the next day for my "worry session." At other points in the day when I catch myself worrying I have to focus on something else that the Lord has blessed me with. I will eventually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;trainmy&lt;/span&gt; mind to only allow myself to think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;about worrying&lt;/span&gt; when I allow myself to. I think this may help. I am going to start this afternoon/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eveningish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;made my&lt;/span&gt; first newsletter last night I am really excited to get to mail those out soon. I need e-mail addresses so i can send some of them out that way and save on postage and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; happy though. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; to go to the doctor to set up the MRI. I think when the MRI is done and I know something for sure and I have a goal I am working towards that will help me out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I lost my cell phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;but we&lt;/span&gt; are working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Christ's&lt;/span&gt; bond servant,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3657934723895736658?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3657934723895736658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3657934723895736658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3657934723895736658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3657934723895736658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/09/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-9037927091998488333</id><published>2007-09-02T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:41:56.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>California...... here we ccccooommmmeee</title><content type='html'>I am leaving tomorrow morning for cali for aweek. I am more than stoked. I get to spend tomorrow night in wyoming than tuesday in Idaho falls and this Cali for wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday and than I come home Sunday after church. i havevery little idea as to what I will actually be doing there butI do know that god has greatthings in store. I do knowthat I get to spend Thurs. in San Franciso. I am hopin to get to go to china town I think that would be amazing. Be looking forward to some hopefully great pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss OC a whole lot. i got a care package fromsome of the mostamazing friends a girl could ask for and insted of doing the normal excited thing i wept. i really began to miss my friends a whole lot. i have been workingthrough those emotions hardcore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt my knee way bad last week. I was crutches for two days and now I am on knee braces and I have some pain killers and muscle relaxers. It hurts and I might have to have a MRI when I get back from Cali. Please pray for my knee during this next week of travel and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a newsletter and a few other very important things to do before I leave in less than 8 hours. Pray for our travel and safety and for the word of God to be heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-9037927091998488333?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/9037927091998488333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=9037927091998488333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9037927091998488333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9037927091998488333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/09/california-here-we-ccccooommmmeee.html' title='California...... here we ccccooommmmeee'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-2060042678046587583</id><published>2007-08-25T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:21:50.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LIghtning</title><content type='html'>I sat outside tonight with some amazing people. We sat under the cloudy sky and watched the lightning trace off in the distance. I have finally found it. Iam so happy.  I have found happyness in chaos and confusion. I am so excited. things are fallin into place. I Like AIM today. I like my roommates and neighbors. i like classes. I loke meals and singing. I am truly happy. Come seeme here. Come worship with my class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-2060042678046587583?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/2060042678046587583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=2060042678046587583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2060042678046587583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/2060042678046587583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/lightning.html' title='LIghtning'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3339141128781654014</id><published>2007-08-22T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T07:24:48.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>things are a lot busier here than i ever expected. people told me so but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;honstly&lt;/span&gt; had no idea how serious they were. I rarely have time to call people from back home. I am constantly exhausted and have begun to wonder if i could find a way to had about 4 more hours in between 5 and 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip this weekend showed very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intresting&lt;/span&gt;. We got started leaving late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;becsueour&lt;/span&gt; bus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sothan&lt;/span&gt; borrow a bus from a man who goes to Sunset so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; leave till 930. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weget&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Borger&lt;/span&gt; just in time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;misslunch&lt;/span&gt; and as soon as I get in there I see a girl of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aobut&lt;/span&gt; 12 asking an older boy how to make another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;girlstop&lt;/span&gt; crying. I step in and ask where she is and decided i might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bebetterequipped&lt;/span&gt; than this boy is. Her and I talk for a bit and I think it helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;peopl&lt;/span&gt; though and got to talk to another girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; why I went to AIM. It was a bit stressful since i only had like 5 minutes. But that is another story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;foranother&lt;/span&gt; time. We than headed on to Canadian when our bus breaks down on the side of the road in the middle of supposedly no where when a family pulls over to help us. they go and buy everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;weneed&lt;/span&gt; to fix the bus and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;soem&lt;/span&gt; water and refuse to let us pay them back *God is so neat*. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;insteadof&lt;/span&gt; getting to Canadian at 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;weget&lt;/span&gt; there at 915.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I will&lt;/span&gt; tell the rest later now I need to go get ready for class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3339141128781654014?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3339141128781654014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3339141128781654014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3339141128781654014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3339141128781654014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-909108614723080231</id><published>2007-08-18T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T07:36:11.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st AIM trip</title><content type='html'>I shall be leaving for Canadian, Tx in somewhere near an hour. Half of the class is going. We are stopping in some city about 3 hours from here and will be at some youth rally and represting AIM and hopefully just having a great time. I am pumped. We will leave there around 6 to be in Canadian that night so wecan spend a few hours at their community center and hang out and paly games. Wewill thanstay with host families and go to church the next morning, stay for a potluck and then book it back here for night church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go finish getting ready but i will tell you all about my trip when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-909108614723080231?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/909108614723080231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=909108614723080231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/909108614723080231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/909108614723080231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/1st-aim-trip.html' title='1st AIM trip'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3970778172825419413</id><published>2007-08-14T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:32:01.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lubbock, my new home</title><content type='html'>I am here. I know this much is true because I have been able to witness God work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;somuch&lt;/span&gt; in just these first few days. It is amazing to me how close you can become to  55 other people and "it is only Tuesday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally finished orientation today and the real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;classes&lt;/span&gt; begin tomorrow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; a busy week ahead of me from what I can tell. I am going on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; this weekend to Canadian, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tx&lt;/span&gt; with half of my class and am going to spend the night and I am going to have a blast. I am more than stoked. I have worshiped with my class so many times and it is always amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have chapel every morning before class with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SIBI&lt;/span&gt; students and yesterday the speaker was really great but what was most amazing was hearing the Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Commision&lt;/span&gt; read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;inhwat&lt;/span&gt; I believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasover&lt;/span&gt; 25 different languages. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;amzed&lt;/span&gt; and how great and diverse God is and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;overcoem&lt;/span&gt; with joy with the work I know he will send me out to do. God continually proves himself faithful with things I would have never even known to ask for. I am so happy. i am so blessed. I am so excited that God made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;desicion&lt;/span&gt; for me to come here. I wish to all who read this that you were able to be on this amazing roller coaster ride with me. My faith has changed so much in only 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;me and&lt;/span&gt; my fellow classmates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;and we&lt;/span&gt; (with God at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;forefront&lt;/span&gt;) turn this whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;world upside&lt;/span&gt; down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3970778172825419413?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3970778172825419413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3970778172825419413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3970778172825419413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3970778172825419413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/lubbock-my-new-home.html' title='Lubbock, my new home'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-3810517874169445528</id><published>2007-08-09T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:58:21.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>18 hours and counting...</title><content type='html'>We want to be on the rode by 7:30 four out 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; hour journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked yesterday what my expectations were for AIM. Its funny because I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; with all these thoughts about how it would be going with all these people I knew and quickly discovered that it really did not matter. I know that it takes time to adjust anywhere. I know things are never quite what they seem I know there will be days that I will not want to be around anyone and know there will be days where I will not want to be alone. I know I will miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt;. I know I ill miss Tulsa. I know that i shall miss theater and late nights learning lines. I know i will miss painting. I know I will miss late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt; nights and breaking the rules watching movies real late in my apartment. I will miss concerts of all types and watching others perform. I will miss the piano and voice lessons. I will miss being useless in the scene shop.i will miss laundry songs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I look forward to is worship with my class. Studying with people for a common goal. i look forward to Bible classes with people who actually want to be there. I look forward to growing deeper in my knowledge of Jesus and the Bible and in who I am and who I want to be. I look forward to morning runs and cooking in my apartment. I look forward to new friends and hopefully some old ones starting over. I look forward to traveling and I look forward to trusting God to provide what I need. I look forward to my new roommates and new memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I am ready I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to expect. I am scared to death yet excited and maybe even a bit neutral ad sort of numb. I do not know if I can begin to express on this thing all i feel. I o know that I need prayers. i do now that I am not ready yet. I do know that the Jesus in me is though. So pray for me. Pray that God provides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-3810517874169445528?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/3810517874169445528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=3810517874169445528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3810517874169445528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/3810517874169445528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/18-hours-and-counting.html' title='18 hours and counting...'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-9050212751207627347</id><published>2007-08-08T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:44:23.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am exhausted...&lt;br /&gt; I have given all I know how to give...&lt;br /&gt;I want to be filled with Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend time alone with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I feel my world slipping out from under me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel my patience running thin...&lt;br /&gt;I feel a war raging inside of me...&lt;br /&gt;I need to be refilled again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew all the answers...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had enough time...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my life is a constant circle...&lt;br /&gt;I worry that the answers I seek...&lt;br /&gt;are nowhere near by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be the lack of sleep, or the no alone time, or the stress of moving, or the stress of having no home. It might be the want for my mom, my tow best friends, or stability, or the desire to be closer to Jesus in a more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt; way. Whatever it is that is plaguing me I am not so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; sure yet. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; I want to believe that Jesus has the power to mend broken relationships I think I am just to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;impatient&lt;/span&gt; to see it. I am tired just pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move in about 56 hours who would have ever thought that would come so soon. I am so ready  yet more scared than I can even express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-9050212751207627347?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/9050212751207627347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=9050212751207627347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9050212751207627347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/9050212751207627347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-1414040804087512251</id><published>2007-08-05T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:56:09.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready to leave</title><content type='html'>I love it because few people even know that you currently exist. I write what I want about how I feel. I believe this thought is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; posts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes have been way rough lately. I said goodbye to Jason T. and that man made me weep, he hugged me and prayed for me and made mention of being a father figure. I cried real hard. Michelle was good for me, we did the see ya later game and refused to make a big deal, same with Derek and Randy and Candice. Michael has proved the hardest thus far. So I have said goodbye to my two best friends and a few other people as well, lets pray this week is maybe a little less emotional ( I doubt it, but a girl can dream. Right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the other thing I need to/want to/am honored to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;prayer is one of those things I don't fully understand and am so blessed to know that I do not have to. I pray for the friend who still wants to remain vague. I know it is what they need. I know that time will reveal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;answers&lt;/span&gt; but, Lord could you please reveal them quickly. I want them to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I know you are faithful and perform things in you way. Lord, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; their heart and keep them from being hurt. Take away the worry/fear/doubt/lack of understanding. Help me to be the friend I need to be the way I need to be. This seems to be harder for me than I thought it would be. I know you are faithful so do what you do best and answer my prayer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; you for sending Jesus without whom this communication would not be as easy. I thank you for knowing what I mean when the words do not make sense. Thank you God for forgiveness, grace, mercy and love.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-1414040804087512251?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/1414040804087512251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=1414040804087512251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1414040804087512251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/1414040804087512251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-ready-to-leave.html' title='Getting ready to leave'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-8208200864684550513</id><published>2007-08-01T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:17:29.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am feeling a bit relieved</title><content type='html'>I wish I had the time to sit doewn and explain everything i have learned in the past week. BUt wow, I am at ease in my spirit. The flesh it fighting it hates this decision but my spirit it calm. I hope to one day make these tow conmplete having them act as one but for now I am just happy that I can tell them apart. We had a pre-aimer metting today and man did I need that. SOmetime with those I am going with and remembering why I want to go was very refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nt going lie or say that I am dillusional enough to believethis is going to be easy for me. the transition or schoolwork or the goodbyes, but one day at a time is all I need to do. Today has enough worries of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the last college thing I know of before I leave. Today I must worry about fruit pizzas and last details in planning and packing for my super exciting trip to six flags tomorrow. I am stoked and need the time away form this state with just a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i hate the word goodbye. It feels so Final, so end all. I need a better word abetter way to say it. We shall see. I will come up with one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am happy. I can not wait. Yea for texas in about 9 days this time I should be nearing Lubbock. Pray for me. I shall need all I can get. Pray for the adjustment and the finaces. I am lacking a great deal sitll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finsih me out with love to all who read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting Friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-8208200864684550513?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/8208200864684550513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=8208200864684550513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8208200864684550513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/8208200864684550513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-feeling-bit-relieved.html' title='I am feeling a bit relieved'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252000951864412845.post-7732634562530403882</id><published>2007-07-28T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:28:33.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog for New Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I am moving in less than two weeks. This timein wo weeks I am an offical AIM student. Tonight is my birthday/goodbye party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Life isstrangeand there are alot of tears. Some of happiness, others of completel fear and insecurity. I amintresting to dealwith and constantly emotionally on edge. I am good though. Iam great though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I just moved my best friendin to OKC today. it si weird knowing that we shall besayinggoodbye soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;I also may have changed my mind on bestfriends. More on that silly tangent some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Please continue to pray for me. I have been alittle weird. So also please forgive me for my insanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252000951864412845-7732634562530403882?l=goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/feeds/7732634562530403882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252000951864412845&amp;postID=7732634562530403882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7732634562530403882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252000951864412845/posts/default/7732634562530403882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightandgo-123.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-blog-for-new-adventure.html' title='New Blog for New Adventure'/><author><name>Jennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15394197838230561614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2g4y_U9pD4/SKWkmemQFBI/AAAAAAAAABY/tvz4GcBcGKI/S220/profile+pic..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
