<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:51:23.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sojourner's wanderings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-4025560163296569500</id><published>2009-05-09T17:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:33:03.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking...</title><content type='html'>Lately I have felt an urgency in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds strange, I'm sure, to some of you (whoever reads this thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel an urgency to change, to seek, to run to Him.&lt;br /&gt;I feel an urgency to live life to the fullest and glorify God.&lt;br /&gt;I feel an urgency to change my friendships--make them deep, meaningful, and passionate for God.&lt;br /&gt;I feel an urgency to love all people and to grow out of my bitter attitudes that come too often.&lt;br /&gt;I feel an urgency to celebrate beautiful love in others--marriage of amazing friends that is spilling with love for our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this urgency, I feel alone.  I feel alone in knowing how precious every day is with friends, family, and beautiful love for another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else really get what I mean in all that I am saying here?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Bebo can help you feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now, when does this start feeling&lt;br /&gt;Like I understand everything I'm dealing with&lt;br /&gt;First I was young, now it's all just happening&lt;br /&gt;And what about the way I said that&lt;br /&gt;Made you turn around and shake your head&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't even know what I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be all about just letting go&lt;br /&gt;Or this could be all about just holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my feet off of the ground&lt;br /&gt;I want to run but I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach down here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream but there's no sound&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly to you somehow&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach me here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I was young and hungry&lt;br /&gt;I could take it in without much money&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing at all but dreams and time to kill&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like I'm treading water&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hardly real, I'm just trying harder&lt;br /&gt;To make my way on the earth by standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be all about just letting go&lt;br /&gt;Or this could be all about just holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my feet off of the ground&lt;br /&gt;I want to run but I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach down here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream but there's no sound&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly to you somehow&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach me here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a moment too soon, you will be my rescue&lt;br /&gt;But tell me how long will it take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my feet off of the ground&lt;br /&gt;I want to run but I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach down here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream but there's no sound&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly to you somehow&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach me here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-4025560163296569500?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4025560163296569500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=4025560163296569500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/4025560163296569500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/4025560163296569500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/seeking.html' title='Seeking...'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-2767889696263271723</id><published>2009-03-16T23:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:09:08.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things I learned</title><content type='html'>A few things I learned on Sunday at church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we are thirsty, we have living water to fill us up (John 4:13-14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are confronted with the truth about yourself, you must not run into the darkness or hide, but rather you must stay in the light although it is uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through some channel--the Scripture, worship, a word of proclamation, the agency of a brother or sister in Christ, even the agency of an unbeliever--the Spirit of God may probe some area in which we are not conformed to the image of Christ.  That probing will probably always be confrontational, and it will always be a challenge and a call to us in our brokenness to come out of the brokenness into wholeness in Christ." - Invitation to a Journey: A Road Map for Spiritual Formation by M. Robert Mulholland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worshiping God by accepting the truth about ourselves (John 4:24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God, I want to be in your presence and be aware of that.  I want to be exposed and not feel the need to run from you or hide myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my life and let it be&lt;br /&gt;Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hands and let them move&lt;br /&gt;At the impulse of Thy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my feet and let them be&lt;br /&gt;Swift and beautiful for Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Take my voice and let me sing,&lt;br /&gt;Always, only for my King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my lips and let them be&lt;br /&gt;Filled with messages from Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Take my sliver and my gold,&lt;br /&gt;Not a mite would I withhold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my moments and my days,&lt;br /&gt;Let them flow in endless praise;&lt;br /&gt;Take my intellect and use&lt;br /&gt;Every pow'r as Thou shalt choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Take my will and make it Thine,&lt;br /&gt;It shall be no longer mine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart, it is Thine own,&lt;br /&gt;It shall be Thy royal throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my love, my Lord, I pour&lt;br /&gt;At Thy feet its treasure store;&lt;br /&gt;Take myself and I will be&lt;br /&gt;Ever, only, all for Thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-2767889696263271723?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2767889696263271723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=2767889696263271723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/2767889696263271723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/2767889696263271723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-things-i-learned.html' title='A few things I learned'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-1877627283511947291</id><published>2009-03-13T01:10:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:42:58.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel it</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in church with Nathan on Sunday and all of a sudden I was overwhelmed with the feelings of missing Bosnia.  I missed the weather, the smell of the air, the teaching, the children, their smiles, my teammates, the missionaries and their families, the food, all the walking we did, the sightseeing, and just living there in general.  It was overwhelming and I couldn't help but cry.  Just a little tidbit on how I was feeling Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following items are just some things that resonated with me this past Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Psalm that I read back on 3/1/06.  I like to mark the dates in my Bible of when I read something and I feel changed by the verse/passage.&lt;br /&gt;"I lift up my eyes to the hills.&lt;br /&gt;From where does my help come?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;who made heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will not let your foot be moved;&lt;br /&gt;he who keeps you will not slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Behold, he who keeps Israel&lt;br /&gt;will neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is your keeper;&lt;br /&gt;the LORD is your shade on your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;The sun shall not strike you by day,&lt;br /&gt;nor the moon by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD will keep you from all evil;&lt;br /&gt;he will keep your life.&lt;br /&gt;The LORD will keep&lt;br /&gt;your going out and your coming in&lt;br /&gt;from this time forth and forevermore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following song I have been hearing almost nonstop for the past week and a half.  I just feel that God is waking me up and pulling me back to him.&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone needs compassion&lt;br /&gt;A love that's never ending&lt;br /&gt;Let mercy fall on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of a savior&lt;br /&gt;The hope of nations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savior, He can move the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save!&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save!&lt;br /&gt;Forever Author of salvation,&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So take me as you find me&lt;br /&gt;All my fears and failures&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to follow&lt;br /&gt;Everything I believe in&lt;br /&gt;Now I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my desiring for Him growing...&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel myself chasing after Him, while He is drawing me back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is "it's about time"...&lt;br /&gt;It's about time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-1877627283511947291?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1877627283511947291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=1877627283511947291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/1877627283511947291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/1877627283511947291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-sitting-in-church-with-nathan-on.html' title='I feel it'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-6920762647767510125</id><published>2008-08-31T14:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:54:31.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoric</title><content type='html'>I'm engaged and so very happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-6920762647767510125?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6920762647767510125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=6920762647767510125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/6920762647767510125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/6920762647767510125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/euphoric.html' title='Euphoric'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-2396927560349046593</id><published>2008-07-24T23:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:48:20.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I have never been a big fan of change.&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually adapt well to it (just to Cassandra--I am an S personality on the DISC test).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduation, though, I was forced into accepting all that was headed my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I moved out of the dorms into a house with 3 other girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would never be a student at a school I had grown to call my home.  Johnson had been my family for 5 years.  Honestly, if they hadn't pushed me out the door, I probably would have never left.&lt;br /&gt;3. I started my first full-time job the Monday after the dorms closed.&lt;br /&gt;4. I said goodbye to Nathan knowing that I would see him only once this summer.&lt;br /&gt;5. Living with 3 other girls off campus is a huge adjustment.  Moving into a house when there are 3 other girls who already have their routines and goals set since January is a tough thing to adapt to.  I felt like I was going to have a rough time being welcomed into their daily lives (if that makes sense).&lt;br /&gt;6. Stress of dealing with money and bills.&lt;br /&gt;7. Becoming my own person, finally.  I think this was the one change out of all of them that I welcomed with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May it was 2 years for Nathan and me.  I adore that man.  He makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come August, I will have been working for 3 months.  I really hope they hire me on as a regular employee (because right now I am considered just a "seasonal" employee).  I enjoy the people I work with.  Most days are better than others.  I just want them to see Christ in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan will be here in less than a month.  I've adapted to him being gone enough that it isn't as painful as it was to be without him.  However, to be honest, I still have a hard time being around couples.  It just makes me want to be with him, or have him here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new computer.  It should be shipping next week, but who knows.  I'm anxious for it to get here, to say the least.  I also plan on signing up with an online program to get my international certification in TESOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read my Bible more.&lt;br /&gt;I joined a gym yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I joined a tanning salon yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;There are just some things I need to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-2396927560349046593?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2396927560349046593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=2396927560349046593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/2396927560349046593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/2396927560349046593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-8460783082640393099</id><published>2008-05-04T00:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T00:33:52.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate</title><content type='html'>As of Friday, May 2nd, 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a college graduate.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for me to do the best I can to cherish this final week I have here at JBC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-8460783082640393099?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8460783082640393099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=8460783082640393099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/8460783082640393099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/8460783082640393099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduate.html' title='Graduate'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-3188947911146665105</id><published>2008-03-08T00:05:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:34:29.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>This week has been long.  I don't want to complain at all.  I'm grateful that it's over.  I'm also grateful that I had an opportunity to take this afternoon off--since I decided to skip Concepts in Science--and just relax, take a nap, and even get a chance to go out early with Nathan to get something for supper.  I even got a pleasant suprise and received an 96 on my Modern World Literature exam today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had my exit interview for my internship with my Coordinator, Brent.  My internship is officially over.  Again, my internship is officially over.  I still can't grasp it.  That is due mostly to the fact that I started it in August, and it's just become second nature to me to document my times, my thoughts, and stress over goals not yet met.  It's a huge relief.  Except for the fact that I'm actually going to continue on in my "internship" work at Bridge for about another month.  I need Christian Service hours and I'd like to continue getting to know my students.  I honestly still hate losing my Saturday and Monday afternoons, but I feel like I'm preparing myself (even if it is just a little bit) for the full-time work schedule I'm facing after I graduate this May.  Hopefully I don't take this time with my students for granted.  I want to learn.  I do.  It's just hard to stay motivated to do this week after week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan and I are still together, going on 1 year and 10 months this weekend.  I adore him.  I love that he challenges me.  I love that he is an amazing example of faithfulness and trust.  I love that he knows exactly what to do to drive me insane; however, even when he does I can't help but smile every now and then to know that there is a man so close to me that he knows these little details.  I love our relationship.  Of course no relationship is perfect, ours being no exception.  We are committed to each other, though.  That's the difference.  There are things I need to work on a lot, but he has things to work on as well.  I'm just happy that he is a part of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a long time I've been kind of in a haze with my relationship with God.  In my mind it began in Bosnia.  To be quite honest, I didn't think it would last so long.  But it's over.  The cloud over me lifted Monday night.  It was like I woke up.  My heart began to race.  I'm not going to try to explain it any further, because I know my words won't do it justice.  My friend Megan talked to me about a live recording on which you can hear an angel sing.  Google it.  The song is called "Fly".  I listened to it, and I'd really rather not start with doubt on this thing.  My heart raced after I heard it, and that excitement took me over a year and a half to find again.  So just bear with me if you think I'm making something out of nothing.  At least I can feel God with me again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really shocked that I decided to write anything on here.  My xanga hasn't been written in since October.  I don't know.  Haha.  Cassandra said I should and I thought about it...who knows :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get an idea of who may still be reading this thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-3188947911146665105?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3188947911146665105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=3188947911146665105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3188947911146665105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3188947911146665105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2008/03/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-5791280329195929397</id><published>2007-10-06T04:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T04:21:06.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying life</title><content type='html'>I can safely say that I am thoroughly enjoying what God has blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though life will always bring me days that I wish would go by quickly, I know that I have never felt such contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I are growing closer.  I truly feel that I can account for solid friendships this year, even though there are difficult and rocky points in those friendships.  Ultimately they are worth every moment of struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, though disfunctional from my perspective, still at moments leaves me speechless, whether I mean that in good or bad terms.  They make my life interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes have really given me a passion to work hard this semester.  I feel like I am experiencing a huge growth period in my relationship with God and I am so amazed by his constant presence in my life, even when I had ignored him for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my love.. my Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;He leaves me speechless on a daily basis.  He is the man of my dreams and the only man I couldn't live without.  I genuinely and fully could not see my life without him in it.  I cannot wait to be his wife.  But most of all, I can't wait until tomorrow--another day on our journey towards that day we become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no--we aren't engaged just yet.  We're in no rush.  It may not be until 2009 'till he pops the question.  And I am perfectly content with that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brings me immense joy.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God everyday for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to say the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-5791280329195929397?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5791280329195929397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=5791280329195929397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/5791280329195929397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/5791280329195929397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2007/10/enjoying-life.html' title='Enjoying life'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-3930082503842010237</id><published>2007-08-07T01:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:29:53.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>So school starts in two weeks.  This summer has gone by so quickly, and quite frankly, I'm pleased.  It's been a good summer.  I think it helped to have one or two JBC friends in Knoxville to spend time with every now and then.  And I got to visit Nathan, which was a blessing and a complete joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truly, I am anxious to get out of the house.  I don't really enjoy being home and I crave the life outside of my parents house.  The life where my friends are, my love is, and where I feel more like I can be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like an out of body experience.  Let me explain.  I actually was anxious to organize every crate and box that held my school stuff.  Like, I actually wanted to go through it all.  And organize it.  Um, I hate doing that [if my point isn't already clear ;) ]  It was great though, because I finally got all of my bins cleaned out.  I'm determined to take at least 40% less than I normally take to school.  I don't use a lot of the junk I bring along anyways.  And it's nice to feel like I've accomplished something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-3930082503842010237?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3930082503842010237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=3930082503842010237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3930082503842010237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3930082503842010237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2007/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-3931539958719701900</id><published>2007-04-23T01:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:57:03.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here!</title><content type='html'>Yes.  It is true.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot my user name, so I couldn't log in.&lt;br /&gt;But I searched hardcore and finally found it :)&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who reads this thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-3931539958719701900?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3931539958719701900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=3931539958719701900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3931539958719701900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/3931539958719701900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here!'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-116319807249456906</id><published>2006-11-10T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T17:35:10.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special</title><content type='html'>Today marks 6 months of beauty with my love.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my Lord, for such a gift as this.&lt;br /&gt;I am so undeserving..&lt;br /&gt;..but overwhelmingly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-116319807249456906?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116319807249456906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=116319807249456906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116319807249456906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116319807249456906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/11/special.html' title='Special'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-116279410278128336</id><published>2006-11-06T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:21:42.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of love</title><content type='html'>Tonight Nathan and I ventured off to the movie theatre.  Upon leaving the theatre, Nathan desired my half eaten bag of twizzlers so much that he proceeded to steal them from me and put them in his hoodie pocket.  I thought nothing of it and proceeded to the isle as to find my way out of the darkened room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the car and he pulled out a twizzler and I demanded that I be given one as well.  All the way to the interstate, he would hand me half eaten twizzlers, or small bits of them to hold me over and to keep my whining to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best time I have had in so long.&lt;br /&gt;We jammed out to "Cute Without The 'E' (Cut From The Team)" by Taking Back Sunday and just had a blast eating the twizzlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the moment came...&lt;br /&gt;Nathan dared to put the remaining twizzlers in his mouth and chewed them up.  I of course asked him for any that were left and he just opened his mouth and smile.  I told him to be careful.  He then leaned in, put his mouth on mine, and put all of the chewed twizzlers into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started chewing them happily, turned and pointed to my full mouth and laughed out, "Now this is love, baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both laughed and continued on our ride back to school where we made it just 5 minutes before curfew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the simple joys of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-116279410278128336?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116279410278128336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=116279410278128336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116279410278128336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116279410278128336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/11/joys-of-love.html' title='The joys of love'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-116218603192737848</id><published>2006-10-30T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T00:37:19.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Step one.</title><content type='html'>Today my Momma met Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;It was a relief, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;I am SO GLAD that this day is over.&lt;br /&gt;My love did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for friends who will be the buffers for the man I love against a woman I have grown to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-116218603192737848?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116218603192737848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=116218603192737848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116218603192737848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116218603192737848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/10/step-one.html' title='Step one.'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-116162104976575482</id><published>2006-10-23T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:46:09.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving into it all</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been too many exciting things going on around here, in the good 'ole state of Tennessee. School is going well and I finally feel for the first time that I am trying my hardest at my classes. I mean, of course I am slacking off now and then, but I'm working at raising my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan and I are doing very well. Everyday is a gift from God to cherish with my friends and with my love. Being away from him this summer was one of the hardest times of my life, but I know God will help me see the beauty in the midst of the pain from that time. I do regret, though, not fully experiencing what the summer could have been. More memories with the MK's, my team, and the missionaries could have been made, but alas, the summer is over. If anything it taught me how to not take anything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a lot of prayer. There are going to be some big changes in my life in the next few weeks and I have no idea how those changes will affect my relationship with my Momma. I'm trying to break free from being dependent on her. I never knew that it would be so hard to do--and I love her, but she's not making it any easier on either of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dear Summay's have blogs on here, and I got this mainly to keep up with them and all their friends that I met while over there. You all are very dear to me and I hope we can keep in touch through blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing that pops into your head when you read the following word?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-116162104976575482?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116162104976575482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=116162104976575482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116162104976575482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/116162104976575482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/10/diving-into-it-all.html' title='Diving into it all'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35328212.post-115968252818303526</id><published>2006-10-01T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:06:39.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow Travelers</title><content type='html'>Fellow travelers,&lt;br /&gt;Here's my first documentation. I just wanted to be able to keep up with my friends bloggers, which was my only motivation for creating one of these. Anyone out there wandering around my blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35328212-115968252818303526?l=simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115968252818303526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35328212&amp;postID=115968252818303526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/115968252818303526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35328212/posts/default/115968252818303526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplejoydreamer.blogspot.com/2006/09/fellow-travelers.html' title='Fellow Travelers'/><author><name>Heather S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmzgKy6TIlI/TJErhKM9VqI/AAAAAAAAABU/m03JHt7EAgc/S220/IMG_1604.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
