tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47866758859203754832024-02-07T18:58:29.698-08:00Song of Songs 8:4KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-32387894103801017932017-08-23T01:10:00.000-07:002017-08-23T01:10:04.460-07:00Bible Journaling - Job 6:14Job 6:14<br />
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Inspired to Bible Journal early this morning, as my best friend has been placed on my heart.<br />
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AMP "For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; so that he does not abandon (turn away from) the fear of the Almighty."<br />
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I've journaled a few pages in my bible over the last few weeks, but other than highlighting a specific verse and adding some stickers, I haven't actually journaled any of my thoughts or prayers. And that changed tonight.<br />
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I made a page with a tip in so I could have more room to write. And I'm so proud of this page and how it turned out. Thanx to my Mom and Elaine for bringing me into this amazing world of Bible Journaling. I've never really memorized too many bible verses in my life, but every day as I flip through the pages I've done so far, and the verses highlighted, I feel like I'm able to start memorizing verses like never before.<br />
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**"I do not know the answers to your problems, all I can say to that, is that God alone must know; Let us go to Him."**<br />
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**"I may not always be there with you, But I will always be there for you."**<br />
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I think the goal with any friendship, is to shower them with kindness through all the seasons of life. Some seasons are definitely easier than others, some seasons the love comes flowing freely, sometimes it's mot flowing so smooth. And some seasons may even call on some tough love, know God is control.<br />
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As long as we can point our friends to God I think we're doing pretty good. We can't see God but He's always here for us, in all of our seasons.<br />
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God,<br />
I pray that I can show my best friend Casey kindness. I pray that she will be reminded of Your kindness and love for her all the days of her life. Show us both how to treat each other with love and kindness, how to be friends to the other in this season of our lives. <br />
In Jesus name, Amen.<br />
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NIV "Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forward the fear of the Almighty."<br />
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NLT "One should be kind to a fainting friend, but you accuse me without any fear of the Almighty."KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-50758348321388583072017-08-22T00:16:00.000-07:002017-08-22T00:16:02.609-07:00Bible Journaling - Matthew 10:29-31I've recently starting this thing called Bible Journaling, for those of you that don't know what that is, you basically color and write in your bible. At first I had my doubts. But just in a few pages done over the last few weeks I've felt closer to God than I've been in a while.<br />
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Matthew 10:29-31 I've been wanting to bible journal these verses for a little while now. I'm still getting used to writing with the water color paint pens. It's too late now to take back my terrible handwriting lol doing a simple page just isn't my style haha. <br />
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In these early morning hours and every waking moment I have to know my worth and remember not to settle for less. That worrying just makes me feel worse. I am worth more than a million canaries. And so are you people who read this.<br />
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I can't worry about tomorrow and what hasn't happened yet. I don't need to worry over family, friends, my future, ECT.<br />
If God can keep all the birds fed and cares about them, then He can take care of me and everyone else that is on my mind, who are far more important than any bird.<br />
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So if we are worrying about someone, God is already ahead of us. And it's hard trusting/having faith. Faith is believing without seeing. Trusting/having faith that the people that are on our hearts are taken care of. The birds wake up singing joyful songs each morning, not worrying about their next meal. So let's let God take the weight of our worrying.<br />
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Remember your worth.<br />
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<br />KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-90255826856275095682017-08-19T20:45:00.000-07:002017-08-19T20:45:48.522-07:00A Prayer for my Future Husband 1Dear Future Husband, this is what I'm praying over you tonight.<br />
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What is a Mom?<br />
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A mom is someone who lives with her heart outside of her body.<br />
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A mom is there to love us, protect us, pray for us, guide us, give us advice, to listen to us, to take care of us 100% of the time. No matter the weather or how she feels (since a mom's job is never done)<br />
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A mom is someone who makes you feel and look beautiful even on the days when you don't feel beautiful. I want to thank two special mothers.<br />
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1. My hairdresser has played a huge role in this over the years-- Thank you for all you've done for me and my hair over the years! With each hair cut and every crazy color combo I've tried, you've helped my self confidence to soar high! Happy Mother's Day Mrs. Penny!<br />
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2. Mrs. Diana, I grew up knowing I never needed makeup to feel pretty, but the world tries to make you doubt what you already know. Thank you for teaching me all about makeup whIle I was in high school. You helped me learn to enhance my natural beauty, and in doing so I've gone on to help so many other girls and women.<br />
Happy Mother's Day Mrs.Diana!<br />
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A mom is strong.<br />
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A mom is someone who takes care of you when your sick, and a lot of times takes care of you while their sick too. A mom is someone who tries to hold an umbrella over us during our rainy seasons of life.<br />
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A shout out to a strong mom in my life is my Aunt McKenna. She doesn't always feel the greatest and is always there for her kids. She's also taught me that you can still be yourself and be a mom, not just one or the other. You can still be selfish sometimes. Treat yo self! Makeup, tattoos, concerts, Unicorns too! Happy Mother's Day McKenna!<br />
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A mom is someone who will climb a mountain just to show you that one day you can to.<br />
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A mom is someone who helps you cross a finish line. Someone who knows you can do something before you yourself know you can.<br />
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Dawn, if it wasn't for you I would have been a beauty school drop out. But you helped me face each day, you could see the end in sight for both of us. I'll forever be grateful and blessed by knowing you. And I hope one day to be able to repay the same kindness you showed me. I love you!<br />
Happy Mother's Day Dawn!<br />
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Happy Mother's Day to both my grandma's!<br />
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(Face swap photo of us when I was showing you Snapchat!)<br />
Kakki, I know we don't get to see each other often enough, but know that I love you and the conversations we have. I'm hoping in the future to make our in person time happen more than once a year! I'm thankful for your love and prayers. Hope you get to relax some this mothers day.<br />
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Gammies, you've shared so much wisdom with me it's crazy. You've been an amazing Godly influence that I've got to see while growing up. You've allowed me to watch what happens when you follow God's will for your life. And you've got the 2nd coolest job after being a mom/grandmother. You assist women in becoming mothers all the time. Happy Mother's Day Gammies!<br />
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Mom, I guess 1st I should say thanks for not killing me haha! Thank you for always being there for me no matter what choices I made. And I know it's been far from easy for you, yet you support me anyways, knowing I have to learn some things myself. Thank you for all the times past and future for taking care of me when I was sick and throwing up. Thank you for holding me tight as I cried tears over different people in my life. Thank you for sending me encouraging snail mail. Thank you for helping me chase and achieve my dreams. For believing I could make it. Thank you for hiking the Appalachian Trail. I'm so proud of you! Because of you I know I can do anything I set my mind too.<br />
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Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there!<br />
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God, wrap your arms around the people who are sad and mourning the loss of a mother, or the loss of being childless and not being called mother. <br />
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God is good. And God you are here with those of us in Joy and Sadness. Thank you for loving us God.KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-6522268894483567702015-11-11T17:50:00.000-08:002015-11-11T17:50:03.147-08:00*Shared Video - Starbucks Cups & Jesus <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I won't hide that I shared the video that caused the uproar, but after thinking about it, I deleted the post soon after and told myself a plain red cup doesn't affect me and my life. It's not my business. It's sad that some Christians are making a big mess out of something so stupid. If you don't like the plain red cups, then don't support Starbucks by buying your coffee there :)KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-49524008722948797322015-02-19T01:30:00.000-08:002015-02-19T01:30:01.904-08:00Thankful Thursday 1If your anything like me you probably complain about people more than you should. Complain about work, friends, family, significant other, ect. <br />
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Early in December of 2013, I lost someone very dear to me. When I found out she was gone, I was sad. I'm still sad. I was in shock thinking she can't be gone. There's still so much I want to tell her. So much I should have told her. I'd go and sit with her and we would drink our sprites and talk about all the worlds problems. Or my worlds problems. I'd tell her everything. Tell her my dreams, tell her the funny things. Tell her the sad and confusing things. She didn't always have a reply, but she always listened. I told her and God all the time how much I wanted a true friend who would do for me what I would do for them. I didn't realize until after she was gone, that she was my best friend. She was one of the people I thanked God for, not often enough, for helping me keep my head on straight. Especially when I didn't want too.<br />
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I'm so thankful for the number of years she was in my life. I knew she always thought it was a treat for her to have me over, but in all honesty, I feel like I got the better end of our deal. Being able to just listen to her give me the advice of 70 plus years or even just to feel her big hugs hold me so tight. I love her.<br />
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The first few times I went to her resting site right after her going to be with Jesus, I probably cried and screamed until I was horse and my face swollen from crying so hard. But God wrapped His arms around me and gave me peace! He hit me with lyrics from most beautiful worship song. One that we sometimes sing in my small group (7:02) on Tuesday nights. I sang this song out loud over and over. More peace washing over me each time I sang it. <br />
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I'm so thankful to my group 7:02 for giving me that song. <br />
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Its taken me over a year to write this post. To get through writing or rereading any of this without having a huge meltdown. But what made me decide to finish this post is because I needed reminding of things I'm thankful for. I need reminding of how good God is to me. <br />
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SoThis Thankful series with take place on Tuesdays or Thursdays, or maybe both days. But I look forward to sharing people and things I'm thankful for. And I also plan on finishing the Skillet Rise inspired posts too. So thank you for being patient with me, for those who even take the time to still read the few things I do post every now and then, it means alot to me. And I give you a big thanks :)<br />
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I miss you. <br />
I miss your hugs and all our long talks solving my worlds problems.<br />
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Its still hard for me not to come home from work and want to run next door to tell you the funniest thing my coworkers said or did. Or tell you the latest exciting things happening for me, like learning to hula-hoop. <br />
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Sometimes I go and ring your door bell hoping if I wait long enough you'll open up your door to greet me while giving me the tightest hug and the biggest smile.<br />
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You were my best friend. Always there for me. Your heart was as young as me and my soul as old as yours. We were a perfect pair, chatting for hours about nothing and everything. Sipping on our sprite or diet coke. <br />
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Walking around your yard admiring your flowers or watching your backyard for deer. I loved it all. <br />
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It means so much that you were so proud of me. Even over the littlest things that other people might not have found important. But you understood they were important to me.<br />
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I know your in a better place. (But i'm still selfish and wish your were here with me and the others who love you as much as I do.) You have a young and new body with no pain and no sorrows. (I wonder what that is like?) Singing and dancing for the Lord. Tending your garden. Keeping the house beside you ready for me. I can't wait until we can be neighbors again. <br />
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I love how Mike tells this guy that even your dream job won't make you happy all the time. There's ups and downs to any job. <br />
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So thanks Mike for reinforcing what I need to remember on a daily basis. That my happiness cannot rely on my job, friends, family, ect. It's my choice every morning to make the best of every day, no matter what I have to do that day. <br />
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KayLeighKayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-78556510597726021832014-03-07T23:52:00.000-08:002014-03-07T22:42:53.797-08:00This Is Who I am, 21 B-Day, Bright Future <u><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">This is Who I Am </span></b></u><br />
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<i><b>As I lay awake at night,</b></i><br />
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<i><b>Wondering if I could have changed anything to make it better.</b></i><br />
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<i><b>I think about my future,</b></i><br />
<i><b>What I can do to reach my dreams,</b></i><br />
<i><b>How to achieve them, </b></i><br />
<i><b>If I have what it takes,</b></i><br />
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<i><b>I think about my past,</b></i><br />
<i><b>All the people I've met,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Who I've liked and disliked,</b></i><br />
<i><b>My family and friends,</b></i><br />
<i><b>How I grew up,</b></i><br />
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<i><b> My morals and values</b></i><br />
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I love the poem above! Its so true! I think about people who have come and gone in my 21 years of life, like the changing of the seasons. And not gonna lie, there are definitely days where I wish I hadn't met some of those people, the people that put dark colors on my canvas. But if it wasn't for those people as well as the good people who care about me, then it wouldn't make the brighter colors stand out, and then I wouldn't be who I am today. I wouldn't have the same strong beliefs and convictions if certain life events hadn't happened. If certain people hadn't crossed paths with me. <br />
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I would like to thank my Mom for having the biggest part of me; for loving me and putting up with me even on days when I'm just downright mean to her. I wouldn't be where I am now without her and I don't tell her enough how much I still need her. Love you like a circle!<br />
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I think about my past too often. Playing the What if game. For the last several years I would definitely say I'm a half empty person, way more negative than I should be. Leading lots of people to think I'm this super cheery & hopeful person, when in reality, I feel far from that a lot of days. <br />
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And my goal starting in 2014 and going on, was to start thinking in a "half full" mindset and to live my life to the fullest! Dreaming big and not being afraid of what the future holds for me.<br />
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Watching the video below makes me so excited about my future! About all the exciting things God has in store for me! (Doesn't it make you want to get up and do something?? Ive been obsessed with this song ever since my brother showed me this video. **and sorry for a word in the song,)<br />
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I'm learning to accept and believe in myself, which I think that can only happen as we age.<br />
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I'm learning to forgive people who judge me for my wildly colored hair, my ever changing modest fashions, my piercings, My love for Jesus, and my strong/ different world views. I'm learning to be true to myself and not to please everyone. I still have my bad days where I'm super negative, but with God, my family and close friends, I'm doing better. <br />
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So huge thank you to my family, my close friends and all you wonderful facebook friends for writing nice things on my birthday. I love and care for you all!!<br />
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p.s. check out my cool titanic cake!!! Make by my LSBDSister who is gonna be the next great cake baker<br />
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And to end this post, I'll leave yall with another inspiring & positive songs lol (One of my all time faves, and a great theme song for us all.) Since my awesome other mother, Mrs.Laurel got me Katy Perry tickets!!!! THANK YOU!!!!! LOVE YA!!!!!<br />
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So remember your all fireworks and let your colors burst!!<br />
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Thanks again to everyone who helped make my 21st birthday my best one ever, love my family and friends for driving to see me and hang out with on my 21st bday!<br />
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21 wishes, prayers and lots of love, KayLeigh<br />
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We dance. And dance some more. With each new song my feet somehow remember. After a moment of of initial fear and doubt, I feel the King's presence again, I have no idea how, but I begin to lead the dance. <br />
I can only look in your eyes for so long. I don't know what makes me so overwhelmed when I stare into those deep, woody brown eyes. I finally lock my eyes to yours. Forcing myself not to look away. Your natural, radiant beauty, the most beautiful maiden I've ever laid eyes on surrounds me. Your face is glowing in the dancing candlelight. The world is whooshing and swirling around us as we spin and move. My hand in yours. <br />
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I stare into your eyes. All the pain, all the longing, everything from the past, the pain of being away from you on the voyage, the pain I caused you by being late, the soreness from the journey, the fear of failure, my lack of confidence, everything-- everything is burned away-- seared away. Everything that is pure, good, and worthy, is all that remains. My Love!<br />
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"I love you!" I squeak. <br />
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"I love <i>you</i>." You laugh musically. <br />
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Yes. Everything in the world is worth this.<br />
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Ah! My Love!<br />
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We continue dancing never releasing each other's gaze. We dance even as the fire grows dim. I want this night to never end. But we are both growing tired. It never occurs to either of us how many hours have past by.<br />
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We dance over to the grand old hearth. The embers and fire crackle tiredly. I lead us to a couch, and we at last sit down together. Our hands still locked. All the other guests have been making their way out for a short time. The whinnying of horses and shouts of drivers can be made out across the dance hall. <br />
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I squeeze your hand. "I've missed you, Princess, I've missed you so much."<br />
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"I have send my thoughts and prayers out to you every day since you left. I love you so much, dearest."<br />
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There is much to say, so much to talk about now that we've reunited. But not right now. Now is the time for being silently together. You sigh tiredly and I squeeze your hand. You squeeze back lightly letting the weariness take over. You lay your head of my shoulder and close your eyes. I put my free around around your shoulder and pull you closer to me. I lean my head gently on yours.<br />
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I can see outside that the storm has passed in the early dawn. The last of the stars are exclaiming the Glory of the Lord. I hold my tongue just in time as a shooting star streaks across the sky. Your rhythmic breathing tells me you've passed into the land of sleep. This day has been perfect.<br />
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I notice the King watching us. I understand His look. He is trusting the life, love, and happiness of His precious daughter to me. The well being and future of this precious sweet lamb in my arms is in my hands. The weight of this crushes me. And yet I know, He will give me strength. It is only with Him that we will succeed. That this magnificent tale will have a happy ending after all. He will guide us through everything. <br />
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And there you have it. Hope you enjoyed a cheesy sappy romance story. (From a guys point of view.) <br />
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Even though I'm no longer with the guy who wrote this, he told me to share it on my blog whenever I had the courage to start writing. If your a hopeless romantic like me, it will inspire you for the future. <br />
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Write love letters, and letters just about your life in the moment. Develop pictures and put it all in a box for your future spouse. It will be a real treat for them down the road. And it allows your love juices to ooze some lol =D So have fun dreaming and be patient with God. He his timing is always perfect. Never too early, or too late. <br />
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And the link below will lead you to a list of bible verses about God's timing.<br />
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Click the link below to read Part 1 of "A Romantic Dream"<br />
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"My Religion" will be up soon! (Again sorry about the wait lol)KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-10585717845479531732014-02-17T03:00:00.000-08:002014-02-17T03:00:09.977-08:00Messy Monday Videos - 10 Ways to get the Right Guy to like you & 10 Ways to get Girls to Like youBlimeyCow is my latest YouTube addiction, their videos are funny, full of wisdom, and to the point. So I'd love to share some of their 'Messy Mondays' videos with you!<br />
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And since we're still in the month of Love, I thought I'd share two of their videos (One for Girls and one for Guys) Enjoy!<br />
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"10 Ways to get the Right Guy to Like You"<br />
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"A Romantic Dream" Part 2 - Will be uploaded tomorrow!!!<br />
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So I decided to share a letter that was written to me a few years ago by a former friend and boyfriend. I've been waiting for a good time to share it, and I think now will be good. Hope you enjoy Part 1!<br />
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Happy Valentine's Day! Now I know everyone reading this post is in one of these two camps. <i><span style="color: red;">Love</span></i> or <i><span style="color: blue;">Hate</span></i> Valentine's Day. The Video below is perfect! LOL =D<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">HATE - I'm single, Valentine's Day is the dumbest most fake holiday ever. I don't have someone to love, or buy an over-priced sappy card for. All the pink and red hearts makes me wanna puke! Ect.</span><br />
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I...... am in the group that <span style="color: blue;">Hate</span> valentines day lol. <br />
And that's why I'm sharing this "Romantic Dream" letter that was written to me. Even though I'm no longer with the guy who wrote it, it still lets me dream about what the future will bring when I'm ready for love again. And I hope it encourages all you single people (or people who are on reserve for the right one, in God's timing) that Love happens to the majority of us. We will blink and it will be upon us. So in the meantime, enjoy being single! Do all the things God is calling you to do and continue to discover yourself.<br />
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"Daughters (And Sons) of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires. "<br />
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Close your eyes and dream this with me.<br />
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I'm riding as fast as I can. It's already dark. Our ship got to the harbor later than expected today because of stormy seas. I'm still in my lieutenant uniform. This is already my second horse. My little sea-bag of belongings is bouncing up and down with me on the horse. It's cold and windy. The swirling clouds threaten to erupt in a tremulous storm. I spur the horse on, faster, faster, faster boy! Foam streams off the horse. He's wearing out. Oh no! Just a little further! She is waiting for me!<br />
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I cry out as the lighting exploded the whole sky in blinding light. my horse nearly falters, you flash before my eyes as i feel myself begin to crash to the ground--- but God catches the horse, and we are both spared. Heart racing. I'm still alive. I'm still going to see my dearest love. I'm going to see her tonight! An eternity goes by. Its raining now. I don't even hear the thunder anymore. I'm soaked to the bone. I see the light just in time! As my horse was growing incredibly weary. I wish dear horse you understood how grateful I am for you. Without you I would not have made it. <br />
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I almost leap from my horse. An attendant with a lantern takes the horse and leads him the to the stables.<br />
"The ball! Is it still on?" I breathlessly wheeze. He nods and points across to the hill with the castle. Bright orange candle lights emanates from within the palace. Once inside the inn a servant leads me to room to clean myself. When I was clean to satisfaction, I find a carriage waiting on me. Not my carriage. Not my room in the inn. I'm just a poor serf who was enlisted into the Royal Navy. The King, in all His blessed Magnificence and Grace, has given me this room, carriage, servants, and more that I could ever need. And He has given me something---Someone--- else, the greatest and awe-inspiring gift of all. My love. His daughter, the Princess. <br />
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As I prepare myself for the carriage ride, the servants give me helpful tips, "Don't shout or run." "Bow and gently kiss her hand."<br />
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It was a short way to the castle. After all the rushing to get here, I finally had a moment to just breathe and take in the quiet. Just the clop-clopping of the horses and the rattling of the carriage wheels on the path. My heart is pounding like a war-drum. I've got to calm myself. I can't! I keep thinking of the future. Walking into the ballroom awkwardly, seeing all the people, seeing you...<br />
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I can't understand why she choose me. I don't even know how to be a gentleman. She probably thinks I've forgotten her. Curse the sea storms for making me late! She won't want to see me or have me in her presence. I'll be exposed for who I really am. A poor, confused, Navy serf who doesn't deserve to be with a lady of her class.<br />
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The carriage stops. The door swings open with light dancing into the carriage. I am temporarily blinded. I step out onto the covered protected path. Gathering what remains of my courage. She is in there, my love. I walk up the steps, through the enormous hardwood doors and into the ballroom of the palace.<br />
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People are everywhere. Colors swirling all around the dance floor like school of fish in the sea. (Which I've seen many times from the Ship when near coral reefs.) The musicians play the lasted music of the times. The large chandelier and roaring fireplace bring light and warmth to the massive dance hall. Busy servants move to and from keeping plenty of food and drink on the tables.<br />
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This is all I notice in a second, until i focus on the real reason for being there. I continuing searching the crowd not seeing the face I was longing for. I assumed the worst that she had retired and left the ball early since i hadn't shown up yet. Oh my dear love, will you ever forgive me? If only i could have ridden faster! never joined the Na---<br />
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My heart stops. I see you. I SEE YOU! My Love! I legs feel all wobbly and I look to see you haven't noticed me yet. What will I say when I approach you. What do I do? Oh yes, courtesy , no she'll do that. No, she won't do that to someone beneath her class. I kiss her hand??? What if she doesn't extend her hand to me??? Stay calm and don't run to her. I realize I was shouting when the group closest to me finally hustles away from me whispering. I've forgotten how to dance! And I'm starting to sweat now, and if i don't stop running my hands through my hair I'll mess it up again.<br />
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"She's waiting for you, my son." The King is beside me.<br />
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I gasp, "Your Majesty! Why?" I bow quickly.<br />
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"Do not ask why. Trust in Me. She is waiting." With that said He swiftly walks away from me, leaving me with a courage that in not my own. Time slows as I walk towards you. I see nothing else, only you, looking as radiant as the morning sun shining over a blooming field of wildflowers. I feel the King's presence give me strength., As I approach the Daughter of the King. I walk up and bow just a bit too quickly.<br />
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"Your Highness," I stammer a little too loudly. You turn with one quick pivot and swish of your dress. A smile dances across your face as your eyes meet mine. You raise your hand to me, "Lieutenant." I grip your hand tightly not wanting to let go. You don't seem to care. I kiss your outstretched hand with trembling lips. I don't let go of your hand. <br />
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"May I... have this dance? Your Highness?" I tack on the end.<br />
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Her unattempts to keep from laughing have me confused. "Of course you may, my gentleman."<br />
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My heart melts as you pull me to the dance floor. <br />
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My love!<br />
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Stay Tuned for part 2 of "A Romantic Dream" on Tuesday. Have a great weekend everyone! And Happy Valentine's Day! May you know how much you are loved!<br />
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If you liked this post, check out last years Valentine's post (2013)<br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/02/yellow-flowers-on-valentines-day2013.html" target="_blank"> http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/02/yellow-flowers-on-valentines-day2013.html</a><br />
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P.S. I will continue the Skillet Saturday with you guessed it! "My Religion" really soon!<br />
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Peace, Love Skillet <3 KayLeighKayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-85186031405636081132014-01-20T03:00:00.000-08:002014-01-20T03:00:03.558-08:00Picture Quotes - God seems far away<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Found this pic on facebook last week, Such a cool illustration :) <br />
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God is always there for us even when we think we can't see Him.<br />
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Happy Monday Everyone!<br />
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<br />KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-88509096254849548562014-01-18T18:09:00.002-08:002014-04-30T15:48:22.525-07:00Quick UpdateHey y'all!<br />
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I have been so busy wrapping up my last week of makeup artist school that it's been hard to finish what was supposed to be today's Skillet Saturday post. But don't fret, It will be posted soon!!!<br />
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Below are some picture *Hints* as to which song I'll be writing about. Happy Guessing!! =D<br />
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So I hope everyone has a great rest of the weekend!<br />
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Hope everyone's year so far (13 days into it) is going great! I've got so many plans for my blog this year and so many exciting stories and ideas that I can't wait to tell you all over this new year. So bear with me =D<br />
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Thank you all for being so patient with me in waiting for new posts. Its been so nice to hear all you wonderful people actually take the time to read my blog and tell me about. I love hearing from you guys!!<br />
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So without further ado, here's the<br />
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So in case you missed any of these, like to reread them, or you'd like to share these with others, Here's the Top 13 most read posts from Song of Songs 8:4<br />
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13. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/12/hero-skillet-saturday-written-by-jasmyn.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/12/hero-skillet-saturday-written-by-jasmyn.html</a><br />
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12. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/05/strangely-dim-francesa-battistelli.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/05/strangely-dim-francesa-battistelli.html</a><br />
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11. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/01/modesty-is-key.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/01/modesty-is-key.html</a><br />
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10. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/01/saturday-survey-response-to-what-is.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/01/saturday-survey-response-to-what-is.html</a><br />
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9. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/06/music-monday-when-right-one-comes-along.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/06/music-monday-when-right-one-comes-along.html</a><br />
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8. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/03/radiant-beauty-with-purpose.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/03/radiant-beauty-with-purpose.html</a><br />
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7. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/02/yellow-flowers-on-valentines-day2013.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/02/yellow-flowers-on-valentines-day2013.html</a><br />
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6. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/09/cutting-through-american-noise-skillet.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/09/cutting-through-american-noise-skillet.html</a><br />
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5. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html</a><br />
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4. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html</a><br />
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3. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html</a><br />
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2. <a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html</a><br />
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This post had over 100 views!!!!! EEEEEEE!!!! I can't believe it, thanks so much to all you wonderful readers!!! I love you all so much and I'm so glad you carve out a little time from your busy life to read my blog. My prayers are that you've been touched in someway =D and that I continue to let God speak through me over this next year.<br />
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As I look back and reread the top 13 most read posts of 2013 it surprises me, shocks me, and makes me glad! =D Again, I can't say thank you enough!!!! (((INSERT APPLAUSE HERE)))<br />
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And I'm so excited for this Saturdays post!!!! Skillet Saturday --- This Saturdays song wasn't really a favorite until I listened to it for the million time and heard something all new that I'd never heard before.<br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Love and Blessings, KayLeigh <3 </span><br />
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<br />KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-20589086601210414642013-12-28T05:00:00.000-08:002014-01-22T17:42:08.290-08:00"Hero" - Skillet Saturday 7 - Written by Jasmyn WrightIts been far too long since I've posted anything. And I hope ya'll can forgive me. Life has been hard the last few months. Its been a real struggle for me to want to write. But I'm feeling more inspired these days and I can't wait for all the posts that will come in 2014! So bear with me! In the meantime, I'd like to introduce you all to an amazing writer and dear friend of mine, Jasmyn Wright, who I asked to write a guest post for me. <br />
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Of course she is as Skillet crazy as I am since we met at the Road to Rise tour, so it seemed only fitting to have her write something for my blog. Enjoy!<br />
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In life I believe everything has meaning. There's nothing in the universe that doesn't. Patterns and rhythms...we might think are just coincidence, but they're not. Just as it wasn't a coincidence for my friend, KayLeigh to have asked me to write something for her Skillet blog series on her blog, song of songs. I believe it was ment to happen. It is my chance to tell my story of how I've been delivered with the inspiring band Skillet. </div>
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The start of my journey was when I was a defenseless child_ sexually abused by a close family member who was supposed to be protecting me rather than hurting me. </div>
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For years I struggled with self-hate and self-abuse. I never thought anything I did was good enough. Even though I had plenty of godly, loving family members around to talk to and confide in, I never did because I allowed the devil to speak louder to me than God; I decided to listen to his voice rather than my personal hero. Jesus. </div>
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As years past by, I started blaming myself and what happened to me for my many failures. But the truth was, I was never doing my best because I was scared to succeed and I thought I wasn't worthy of being truly happy. </div>
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I remember asking my brother over and over to play that game just so I could hear that song- I also found out that Monster was on there as well. Another song I love. (: </div>
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But as much as I wish I could say that from that day, the self-abuse situation stopped. It didn't. It was a pit that I'd dug myself into for years; and climbing out wasn't a one day journey. I had to go through a lot of self-doubt to even get to the place where I would allow myself to hear God's voice over the devils. </div>
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But I will never forget the day when I finally and clearly heard the precious voice of my hero. </div>
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It was the time when I was so done with trying to get free from this battle. Nothing seemed to work out. EVERYTHING seemed to be falling apart. I ran from God's voice and listened back to the voice of the person who's hated me from the beginning. Who's held me down for so long, just so I would think suicide was the only way out. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">And here I am today, almost nineteen years old. I only give God the glory for that. If it was up to the devil, I would have die at only the age of fourteen. I'm not all I should be. But thanks to my hero Jesus I'm now not how I used to be. I can't even remember the last time I caused harm to myself or even hated myself. I love myself and the people I surround myself with each day; they're encouraging. And when I finally told my parents the truth, I found out that the devil was wrong. They were they for me and always will be. I now know how much God loves me. He loves me so much he gave his own life so that I could have life. (:</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I'm just a step away<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I'm just a breath away<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Losin' my faith today<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(Fallin' off the edge today)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I am just a man<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Not superhuman<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(I'm not superhuman)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Someone save me from the hate<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It's just another war<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Just another family torn<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(Falling from my faith today)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Just a step from the edge<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Just another day in the world we live<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Chorus:]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero to save me now<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero (save me now)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero to save my life<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />A hero'll save me (just in time)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I've gotta fight today<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />To live another day<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Speakin' my mind today<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(My voice will be heard today)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I've gotta make a stand<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />But I am just a man<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(I'm not superhuman)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My voice will be heard today<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It's just another war<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Just another family torn<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(My voice will be heard today)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It's just another kill<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />The countdown begins to destroy ourselves<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Chorus]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero to save my life<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero just in time<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Save me just in time<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Save me just in time<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna fight for what's right<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna help us survive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />We're in the fight of our lives<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(And we're not ready to die)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna fight for the weak<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna make 'em believe<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I've got a hero (I've got a hero)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Livin' in me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I'm gonna fight for what's right<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Today I'm speaking my mind<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And if it kills me tonight<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(I will be ready to die)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />A hero's not afraid to give his life<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />A hero's gonna save me just in time<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Chorus]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna fight for what's right<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna help us survive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna fight for the weak<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Who's gonna make 'em believe<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I need a hero<br style="border: 0px none; 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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html</a><br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html</a><br />
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5. Hard to Find<br />
<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/hard-to-find-skillet-saturday-5.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/hard-to-find-skillet-saturday-5.html</a><br />
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6. Cutting through the ( American Noise)<br />
<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/09/cutting-through-american-noise-skillet.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/09/cutting-through-american-noise-skillet.html</a><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Thanks so much for reading and huge thanks to Jasmyn for being a guest writer! I hope you all have a Happy New Year and a Blessed 2014!!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">~Love and Blessings, KayLeigh</span></div>
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KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-75452435051608794092013-09-21T21:19:00.000-07:002014-01-22T17:38:00.898-08:00"Cutting Through The (American Noise)" - Skillet Saturday 6: By Bert StarzerThis guest post is written by fellow writer Bert Starzer, Author of "Hershey The Hound of Hope: In Search of Her Forever Home" <br />
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I have never asked to be apart of a blog much less any
writing exercise on the web. However,
when I came across KayLeigh's blog, Song of Songs 8:4, and her recent series
based off the rock band Skillet and their latest CD release, Rise, I really
felt my spirit stir with excitement. Not
only had I found another writer who shares a love for my most favorite band in
the entire world, but KayLeigh's passion and desire to delve deeper into the
songs really captured me. I've been
following along each week as she has used a very personal touch in sharing what
the music of Skillet has meant to her and how God has continually shown His
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In my entire life I have never come across a band who has
spoken to the very core of what I am going through in my life than
Skillet. Ever since I have been
listening to them, from their self titled album Skillet, it has felt like John
Cooper, lead singer and bass player, has been keeping a diary of my life. Through the good times as well as the hard
times, you could pick any Skillet album and a song and I would be able to tell
you exactly what was going on in my life at that time. What's amazing to me is just when I believe
this will never happen again, the next album comes out and again I am floored
by the accuracy of the lyrics and my life at the time. Rise has been no different. In fact, with this album I am thinking of
getting a restraining order to make sure Mr. Cooper isn't eaves dropping on my
conversations with God, LOL!! All
kidding aside the song that has been stirring me lately is titled “American
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As some of you may know, I self published my first
children's book titled 'Hershey the Hound of Hope (In Search Of Her Forever
Home)' and with self publishing in order to create any amount of buzz you need
to spend a good bit of time doing the social media tour. Prior to the release of Rise I had been
fairly active on Twitter and Facebook. I
had also opened a Pheed account and linked all of my sites together so I
wouldn't have to make redundant posts.
You can say I am a social media geek.
Any way, while I have met some very awesome people on the sites I had
been telling myself I was doing the social media tour to advertise my
book. While I had done some advertising
and promotion at the same time I had become addicted to them and was spending
hours just reading, responding and creating various messages. I neglected my sleep and after several months
of only getting around 4-5 hours of sleep a night my immune system shut
down. I became extremely sick with strep
throat that nearly went into pneumonia.
Now while mine is only a cautionary tale and not as severe or tragic as
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<o:p><i style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">"Times will be bad, times will be good<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Things I wish I hadn’t done and some I wish I would<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Cutting through the American noise<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You’ve got a voice and a song to sing (and a song to sing)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Drink deep in the morning<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Drink deep in the morning<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />See what the day will bring"</i></o:p></div>
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I've been a follower of Jesus Christ now for 20 years and I
can say my walk has not been the ideal model.
However, I know that through everything God has always been there with
me. Encouraging me and loving me,
desiring my best. Shortly before I
became sick one of my best friends gave me a book that a mutual friend had given
her to give to me. The title of the book
is 'How To Stop The Pain' by Dr. James B. Richards. Now every day for a month or two after
receiving the book I clearly heard God tell me I needed to read the book. And every day I continued to ignore God. In stead I chose to spend my time playing in
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another layer of the onion to allow you to see a bit deeper, while I was busy
social networking and ignoring God, I had begun to battle depression once
again. I have for many years battled
what I call 'cycles of life'. You know
those seasons where you are on top of the world for a week to a month and then
you gradually fall to the point where it feels impossible to pull yourself out
of bed the next day and it continues till you ride the very same roller coaster
the next week to a month? Well if you
haven't had those struggles feel very blessed.
Most of my issues were tied to self esteem and my world view which began
to bring me to a complete free fall and it was beginning to be documented on my
Twitter, Facebook and Pheed time lines.
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and listen to the lover of my soul and so I began to read. For those who know me well know I am not a
reader. I know it sounds weird, an
author who doesn't read, but yep, that is me. As I began to read however, God
began to show me where my mind set was off.
Where I had not forgiven some in my heart and most importantly how my
own concept of Him and His love was so far off base it was holding me back from
partaking in all of His promises and even more I was missing out on living a
life free from the pain I had been engaged in battle with for so long. To make a long story short Jesus with His
ever loving arms delivered me once again.
This time however, He illustrated to me by His deep and passionate love
how to use all the tools He has already provided and let me say freedom has
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It's been nearly two months now since I was sick and two
months since I last battled any type of depression. It has also been two months since I have
ventured into any social media sites.
Most of the updates have come strictly through my web site, Hope
Distribution Studios. I have to admit to
peeking on my Facebook app. However, my
time on social sites is practically zero.
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Every day we are bombarded by social media, TV and the
latest craze. We no longer need the use
of a lap top or desktop because we have the entire social media sphere at our
finger tips with our phones. I am in no
way saying we need to ditch technology and I am not even advocating limits of
usage or some legalism type system for me or you. Rules and legalistic rituals are very far
from God's heart and love. What I am
saying is this, God loves you and is wanting to converse with you. The only One who truly knows what you are
going through and truly desires your best interest is speaking and you have a
choice. Allow God to cut through all of
the 'American Noise' and speak to you or continue to ignore the true lover of
your soul, and miss out on the life only Jesus can give you. Jesus said, “come to me all who labor and
are heavy labored and I will give you rest”.
Are you struggling with life? Are
you seeking an answer for the pain you relieve day in and day out? Have you ever felt true love? A love that you never have to work for or try
to earn but is right in front of you?
Don't allow the 'American Noise' silence God's voice. Don't allow the 'American Noise' to keep you
from God's gift. All it takes are 4
simple words. Jesus Please Save Me. Open your heart to Him and you will never be
disappointed. I chose to cut through the
'American Noise', and my prayer is you do as well. Thank you for your time and a very special
thanks to KayLeigh for her inspiration and allowing God to use her in an
amazing way. Keep up the awesome work my
fellow Pan Head!! Now, it's time to
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<span style="color: purple;"><i>Angry words and honking cars<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Satellites and falling stars<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Distant dark blue radios that whisper down my boulevards<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Ghosts and chains rattle in the attic<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Broken headphones filled with static<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Lonely room you’ve got nowhere to run<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />3, 2, 1 for all and all for 1<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Times will be bad, times will be good<br style="border: 0px none; 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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html" style="background-color: white; color: #77a8d1; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html</a><br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html" style="background-color: white; color: #77a8d1; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html</a><br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html" target="_blank"> http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/good-to-be-alive-skillet-saturday-3.html</a><br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html" target="_blank"> http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html</a><br />
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5. Hard to Find<br />
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KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-22054577011428257872013-09-04T23:21:00.004-07:002014-01-13T20:07:52.822-08:00Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) - Worship Wednesday<span style="font-size: large;">This worship Wednesday fits good with this upcoming Saturdays post. Hope ya enjoy :)</span><br />
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We've been singing this song "Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) - by Hillsong at church for several weeks now. The more I hear it, and the more I listen to the lyrics, the more they become my prayer.<br />
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We all want that amazing faith based relationship with God, yet there's not many of us that actually go after it. When He tells us to jump off the cliff into the deep dark swirling waters, we often hesitate. We look down too long and end up freaking ourselves out. The voices in our head are shouting<b><i> don't jump! Look how far down that is! DO you know how cold that water is? Its so dark. What If I don't resurface? What if I drown because I'm fighting to hard against the current? What if?</i></b><br />
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We all have times in our lives where like Jonah from the bible (Jonah and the whale/fish, you've probably heard of him if you've spent any time in church.) we try and run from God. We run from places we're supposed to go, we put off events we're supposed to do, we push away people that are supposed to be in our lives. Jonah didn't trust God enough to go to Ninevah and preach the gospel, he didn't trust that God knew what he was doing. <i> <b><u>Are you sure you want me to go there God? I think those crazy people in Ninevah are kinda a lost cause. #justsaying</u></b></i><br />
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Two years ago I started teaching a group of middle school aged girls on Wednesday nights, (which I still teach today). When my youth pastor asked me to teach them, I told him he was crazy. I wasn't and I'm still not the best christian or godly person around. I said I wasn't the best person for the job. But he told me I had a big caring heart and I loved God. He said that's all you need. God will give you the words to say, if you just let him use you.<br />
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And like Jonah, I put off teaching for awhile, even though I knew that's what God wanted me to do. I didn't want to be a leader. What If I lead them the wrong way, or couldn't answer their tough questions.<br />
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I remember my time in the belly of the whale, it wasn't fun. We all have those icky moments in between running from God and having a brick wall thrown in front of us. The God prompts. I remember the moment inside my whale where I finally told God I would let him use me to teach and love this group of girls.<br />
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Someone told me God doesn't call the equipped, He calls those who are unequipped so that they have to rely on Him. And its so true. I love all my girls. I can't picture myself not being their leader and friend. Watching them grow the last two years, and me growing right along with them. There have definitely been periods of time where I wanted to pull my hair out and wonder what the heck I was even doing. Especially when I was asked hard questions that I didn't have good answers to. Times where I was extremely selfish (more recently the last few months) and wanted to leave and move on (Like Jonah). I have often felt way to inexperienced to be their leader. But God is still working on me. God has shown me recently that I'm just what they need. They need someone who shows them on a daily basis that I'm far from perfect but that I still strive to be a good Godly person. They need someone to listen to them pour their hearts out, and someone to love them. In a million years I wouldn't have picked myself to teach them, But I'm glad God and many others saw what I didn't see in myself at the time. I'm so glad God loves them 1000 times more than I ever could...</div>
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red;">"Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Let me walk upon the waters<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Wherever You would call me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And my faith will be made stronger<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />In the presence of my Savior"</span></b></i><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;">God, Thank you for everything you have been showing me lately. (Especially the things I didn't appreciate at first.) Be with all my beautiful girls and help me continue to lead them onto your path. My faith is being made stronger the more I teach them. Thank you Jesus for being our Savior. For saving me. I love you. And I love those girls. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><i>You call me out upon the waters<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />The great unknown where feet may fail<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And there I find You in the mystery<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />In oceans deep<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My faith will stand<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And I will call upon Your name<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And keep my eyes above the waves<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />When oceans rise<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My soul will rest in Your embrace<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />For I am Yours and You are mine<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Your grace abounds in deepest waters<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Your sovereign hand<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Will be my guide<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You've never failed and You won't start now<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />So I will call upon Your name<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And keep my eyes above the waves<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />When oceans rise<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My soul will rest in Your embrace<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />For I am Yours and You are mine<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Let me walk upon the waters<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Wherever You would call me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And my faith will be made stronger<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />In the presence of my Savior<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[x6]</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I will call upon Your Name<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Keep my eyes above the waves<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My soul will rest in Your embrace<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I am Yours and You are mine</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">If you like this post you may want to check out my first "Worship Wednesday" </span><br />
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KayLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107530100518086392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4786675885920375483.post-33557775207512744072013-08-31T02:00:00.000-07:002013-09-21T21:16:45.105-07:00"Hard to Find" Skillet Saturday 5<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: normal;">And this is why I don't date. </span></span><br />
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I was asked recently by more than one female, the age old question that the majority of girls sit and ponder hours and shed countless tears over. </div>
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"Why do guys (or girls) play with peoples hearts? Why do they lead you on and play games with you only to get bored and find a more interesting game? Telling you they care for you, then dropping you like your hot and leaving you to get cold on the floor."</div>
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The cruel vicious cycle of flirting, talking and dating = heartbreak 99% of the time. The game we all say that we hate, yet continue to play. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">"Turned on the TV yesterday</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">So much pain bleeding through I had to look away</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">But inside me the picture’s just the same</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">And every time I open up my eyes nothing seems to change</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">It never seems to change"</span></i></span>
<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">Towards the middle of last year I had this guy I went to church with start showing interest in me. I had been single for a few months and I enjoyed the attention this guy was giving me. It felt nice to have a guy say nice things to me and comment on my appearance. What girl doesn't love flattery? </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />This guy was was super charming, and I would find out the hard way that he was quite the lady charmer and into playing games with every girl he could convince to play the game.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">I turned him down a few times saying I wasn't looking for another relationship anytime soon. But guys love a challenge. He kept pursuing me, (I finally let my guard down) and he eventually tricked me into going out with him. (**Helpful hint** Ladies-- When a guy says he'll pay for you and its just as friends--- its a lie! Lies!!! He wouldn't pay if he wasn't interested in you. Moving on.) </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">After the date ended, he tried to kiss me. I was like, "Whoa, dude! This is not happening. I'm not one of those easy girls that kisses someone their not dating." I continued to tell him about my non-kissing vow/commitment that I had made to God. How I was saving my first kiss until I was engaged/married. He told me how cool a commitment that was and how he wished all girls thought the same way. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">Dumbly and because I was asking for trouble, I went out with him a few more times. And when the date would end, he still tried to kiss me each time. After the second time, I decided to ignore the red flags I saw. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;">( I enjoyed being liked. Who doesn't?)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"> I found my self in a not so good situation and had to almost smack him away. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><i><br /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">"Something woke me in the night</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">In the midst of the darkness I recognize the light</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">Now inside me the picture seems so clear</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue; line-height: normal;">All the dying in my broken dreams is starting to appear"</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">He finally tells me he had dated a girl that said she had the same no-kissing rule and after taking her on a few dates, she quickly broke that rule. </span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br /><span style="color: blue;">"You give me faith to believe there’s a way</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">To put the past finally behind me</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">And hope to make it through another night</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">You give me strength during these dark times when I’m blind</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">You are my light when faith is hard to find</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">Faith is hard to find"</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">I was crushed. At the moment hearing this so called "good christian guy" say all that to me, it confirmed what a lot of girls think about guys. That guys only care about one thing. </span><br /><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="color: blue;">"If I fall will you hold on to me</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">Through it all promise you won’t lose me</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">These days hope is hard to come by</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">And tonight I don’t know how I can’t survive</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">These ladies that brought up the questions about why are guys players, ask me yet more questions. "If God has a reason for everything, and knows everything that is going to happen in my life, then why did he allow this person to do this________? Why did He let this person even come into my life if it was only to hurt me? What lesson am I supposed to learn?"</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"><u><b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">"Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life." ~Proverbs 4.23 (New Living Translation)</span></b></u></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #444444;">When I got home after the guy brutally crushed me, I just stood in my driveway and cried. I cried hard and yelled at God. Asking Him why? Why God??? Why did you let him use me like that??? I remember singing "praise you in this storm" by Casting Crowns and several other worship songs. Just pouring my heart out to God in the driveway. Red faced, tears and all, I told God I was sorry for trying to give my heart away to someone who wasn't meant to have it. I was sorry for feeling so desperate to have a guys attention. Even when it put me in a bad situation. </span><br /><br /><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="color: blue;">You give me faith to believe there’s a way</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">To put the past finally behind me</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">And hope to make it through another night</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">You give me strength during these dark times when I’m blind</span><br style="border: 0px none; color: blue; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><span style="color: blue;">You are my light when faith is hard to find"</span></i><br /><br />Crying, singing, and praying, I had this overwhelming peace wave wash over me. I felt truly happy. I was glad I had experienced what happened. It brought me so much closer to God. God told me, I have to have faith in Him to believe that He has a great love story written for me if I just hand him the pen and let him have control. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; border: 0px none; color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: large; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="text Song-8-4" id="en-NIV-17645" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; position: relative; text-align: start; text-decoration: underline;">"Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; text-align: start; text-decoration: underline;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Song-8-4" style="position: relative;">Do not arouse or awaken love</span></span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: start;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; text-decoration: underline;"> </span><span class="text Song-8-4" style="position: relative;"><u style="font-weight: bold;">until it so desires."</u> ~Song of Songs 8:4</span></span></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><u>Check out my previous Skillet Saturday Posts!!!</u></span></b><br />
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1. Rise<br />
<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html</a><br />
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2. Sick of It<br />
<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/sick-of-it-skillet-saturday-2.html</a><br />
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3. Good to Be Alive<br />
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4. Salvation<br />
<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html" target="_blank">http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/08/salvation-skillet-saturday-4.html</a><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Turned on the TV yesterday<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />So much pain bleeding through I had to look away<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />But inside me the picture’s just the same<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And every time I open up my eyes nothing seems to change<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It never seems to change<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me faith to believe there’s a way<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />To put the past finally behind me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And hope to make it through another night<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me strength during these dark times when I’m blind<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my light when faith is hard to find<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />When faith is hard to find<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Will you still hold on<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Something woke me in the night<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />In the midst of the darkness I recognize the light<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Now inside me the picture seems so clear<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />All the dying in my broken dreams is starting to appear<br style="border: 0px none; 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font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />If I fall will you hold on to me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Through it all promise you won’t lose me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />These days hope is hard to come by<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And tonight I don’t know how I can’t survive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me faith to believe there’s a way<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />To put the past finally behind me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And hope to make it through another night<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me strength during these dark times when I’m blind<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my light when faith is hard to find<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />When faith is hard to find<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Will you still hold on<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me faith to believe there’s a way<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />To put the past finally behind me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And hope to make it through another night<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You give me strength during these dark times when I’m blind<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my light when faith is hard to find</span></div>
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This post is dedicated to all the lost in the world who are still wandering around searching for the light. </div>
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(And for all those people who I will continue to argue with about Skillet not being a christian band. lol. I believe I soft served it hahahaha. Anyways.) Love this worship song by them!!! So powerful and inspiring!!! Keep spreading the light of word and Gods gift of Salvation through the most amazing and passionate music!! Rocking out Jesus Freak style)!!!! ***PANHEADS FOREVER***</div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">I am one of those people who should count themselves lucky for growing up in a christian home. But at the same time, I sometimes wish I hadn't because I can't pinpoint on a timeline when and where I accepted Jesus's gift of Salvation for me. I've just known that I loved Jesus from an early age. I sometimes wish I had a more compelling story to share with people. While the people with the heart griping stories wish they had been raised in a christian home their entire life like I had. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">My family always went to church on Sundays. It was routine. We were the picture perfect family for serving and being involved in the church. I just assumed the majority of people lived their lives the same way. Going through the church motions, saying all the right church answers, and getting through the rest of the week acting as someone different. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">And I wonder where you are</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">We all have this longing deep inside of us that leaves us crawling alone in the dark looking for something more. People have named it the God shaped hole. The God shaped hole is something that we all try so very hard to fill with other things besides God. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">"I feel you keeping me alive</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">You are my salvation</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Touch you, taste you, feel you here</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">I feel you keeping me alive</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">You are my salvation</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Hold me, heal me, keep me near</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">We always had this christian radio station on called WayFM. I believe music has power like nothing else. Words and sounds do wonders for the soul. Music was always there and somehow the right songs were always on the radio when I needed to hear them the most. I started becoming serious about God. Asking more serious questions. questions that, me being a so called born in church christian should have known the answers to. But I didn't know them. All those hard questions that nobody, not even your pastor or small group leader had a good enough answer if at all to satisfy you with. Why did this ____________ happen? Why was _____________ aloud to make those choices. Will this ________ ever happen to me? What if_____ it doesn't happen?</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">"Been out from under who I am</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">And who I want to be</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Held you tightly in my hands</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Why are we unraveling</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Was it me, will you come to my rescue</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Or did I push to far when I turned my back on you</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">You are my salvation</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Touch you, taste you, feel you here</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">I feel you keeping me alive</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">You are my salvation</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">Hold me, heal me, keep me near</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">My heart will burn for you</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">It’s all I can do"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">I wish I could tell you what happened in my life that made me want to get baptized (again, since I was older and could remember choosing it for myself.) when i was 14-15. It sounds dumb to say, something just clicked. I just knew in my heart that God was real. (Yes I know, some of you are probably going, that's like saying you'll "just know" when you find the one you wanna marry. But I don't "know" the feeling lol. ) Its hard to explain but "you'll know" one day if you don't already. =D Its like seeing a vivid rainbow, gazing into a starlite sky, watching a breathtaking sunrise/sunset, seeing a little baby and holding it in your arms for the first time. You see all those things and more, and just realize that someone made it all. God made the beautiful butterfly's, and the creepy spiders and other misc. bugs you wished he had left out, and the really cool creatures from the animal planet specials. You see it all and in an instant, you get the feeling. You just know. =D </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">I had seen the evidence of his hand all throughout my life and knew I wanted to choose Him for myself. This was a big step for me! Choosing God because<i> I</i> felt lead to and because<i> I wanted</i> to. Not because I had been raised that way and because it was what my family had decided for me to believe. And Since then my heart is still burning for Him. Sometimes the flame is huge and seems out of control, while other times its just a steady burn. Or when certain events happens it seems I'm nothing more than smoldering embers ready for another spark. But the important lesson in all this is I'm still burning. </span></div>
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<i><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Salvation - Deliverance from the guilt and power of sin. By His death and resurrection, Jesus brings salvation to the people who believe in Him. </span></i> </div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">Thank you much much for dying on the cross for our sins. I know we are far from deserving, but you see the light in us that we don't often see in ourselves. I pray that you keep our heart fires lit up for you God. Thank you so much for all my readers and for this blog. I'm so excited to see what the future has in store. We love you Jesus. In your precious name, Amen. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Love, KayLeigh</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, Arial;">p.p.s yes its better this way and I really have no clue what I'm doing lol. Just riding this wave God is giving me haha. See ya next Saturday. Sorry this was posted so late at nite. Have a great week! </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">All alone, lost in this abyss<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Crawling in the dark<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Nothing to wet my longing lips<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And I wonder where you are<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Are you far, will you come to my rescue<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Am I left to die but I can’t give up on you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I feel you keeping me alive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Touch you, taste you, feel you here<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I feel you keeping me alive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Hold me, heal me, keep me near<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My heart will burn for you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It’s all I can do<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(Keeping me alive)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(You’re keeping me)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(You’re keeping me alive)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Been out from under who I am<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And who I want to be<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Held you tightly in my hands<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Why are we unraveling<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Was it me, will you come to my rescue<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Or did I push to far when I turned my back on you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I feel you keeping me alive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Touch you, taste you, feel you here<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I feel you keeping me alive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Hold me, heal me, keep me near<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My heart will burn for you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It’s all I can do<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />(Keeping me alive)<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Touch you, taste you, feel you, need you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Give it all just to find you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Hold me, heal me<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I will find you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Keeping me alive<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Touch you, taste you, feel you here<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Our love will never die<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You are my salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Hold me, heal me, keep me near<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />My heart will burn for you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />It’s all I can do<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Touch you, taste you, need you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Salvation</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">Featured photo from @BNATL -- Bert Starzer, Author of Hershey the Hound of Hope, has donated a signed copy of his book for me to give away with the cd! Yay!! Thanx again! =D</span><br />
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<b style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;">Check out the first three posts in this Skillet Saturday Series!</b></b><br />
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<a href="http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html" target="_blank"><b>http://kayleighryder.blogspot.com/2013/07/rise-skillet-saturday-1.html</b></a><br />
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<b style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;">2. "Sick of it"</b></b><br />
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