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Name: Jennifer Birthday: 9/24/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: ...talk to me and I'll let you know. = ) Expertise: Crashing cars that have been polished by the love of time, into other newer, not so loved bright red corvets.
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1/24/2005
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| I just read the head line for my page, and what I freakin duh slap in the face. All this time I thought I could just go on my merry way with out God...and I really can't. I feel like I have been dead for months. (I know how dramatic am I useing that kind of language.)(And I really am not a fan of spiritual emotional outbursts online but we'll forget that for now.) I keep telling ppl that I am at this crossroad in life, and this has been it. Either I cease to exist or I don't. I think I'll just keep on existing. = ) Oh man.
"The one who sows to his flesh will reap corruption from the flesh, but the one who sows to the spirit will reap eternal life from the Spirit." ~Galatians 6:8
Jen
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| Hold the Light, Overdressed, Caedmon's Call. Lyrics:
it’s been a long year like a long sleepness night Jacob wrestled the angel but I’m too tired to fight
every Wednesday for two years we’ve met I’ve showed you all my anger, my doubts and bitterness
there was no judgment in your eyes just the silent peace of God that felt so real in you
will you hold the light for me?
and I stay up late because I cannot sleep I don’t want to face the quiet where its just God and me
I’m waiting for the gavel handing me the sentence down because I don’t believe forgiveness or even repentance now
I want to feel redemption flowing through my veins I want to see with clear eyes beyond lust and hate I want the war to be over and know the good guys won and I want love to hold me to know I’m not alone
standing around a willow weeping we were praying in the backyard in the chill of the night the friendship light reminded me who we are | | |
| Hi, how is everyone? I feel like i haven't written on here for while, most likely bc I haven't. I am doing...mediocre to be honest. Sometimes I feel like my life is one big Sigh. School is so different this year. ALot of the aspects I used to enjoy about learning just stress me out. I did do the dorky deal and stay up late reading my Davis's lab manual, about Zinc and how it decreases and increases affect diabetes so I guess I still have it a little. = ) I think I have a hard time enjoying it bc if you let your stamina or drive to pass down, you can fail. 77. that's all the wiggle room you have for everything. IT steals the joy out of everything. I miss science too. I mean you learn to put the procedure together with the rationale... but it isn't just straight science anymore. I miss reading too, and I crave McDonald's all the time.NSG school changes you, that's all I can say. It feels so good to just ramble to no one. Nate has a listening cap per week. = ) That's where heather comes in. I am so thankful for the girl friends that the Lord has provided me. and my parents just don' stop talking and asking questions either..and always right when I come in the door. = ) one of the nurses that i worked with pointed out that some ppl have no family an dhave to go through L&D alone.She had a good point so I just keep trying to think of it like that and love them...needless to say I am still always annoyed! I think I just need a break and time away. And goodness, I would love to just have some time with the Lord to just get myself sorted out, I feel so far away and so lost...I hate it. That makes school harder too. times ten. Ok that's all I have to say for now, I could go on, but I'll save you. Love to all, the wanna be better person/RN ~ Jen | | |
| HI, I'm alive. = ) Despite what many of you thought, I am alive. I really ought to be asleep, but I have alot on my mind. Desicions, what the cost of those decisions are...the right one's of course feel right, but are always the hardest, and then how do you really know if they are right? I mean do you ever really know? Is it just something you have to lay down before the Lord, take a leep, and hope you aren't crying yourself to sleep every night again? I mean really now, the right and the wrong thing can be equally hard at times. Pride makes the wrong hard to admit, but the right will always make the wrong hard to live with. But then again, how do you sleep at night knowing that you invested a great deal of time in the wrong, trying to make it right...only to walk away unvictorious? I guess it was never my battle to fight to begin with. Then there is always loyalties and where they lie. Who am I living for? Chose...who will you serve? I feel that I have already made that decision...again. (Apparently it is to be made more than a thousand times in life = ))Recently, like two weeks ago, isn't that what you were waiting for? And oh how it is all falling into place. I say that both with joy and happiness along with solemn grief...for myself...and what lies ahead. But there is peace. Walking in the right, and seeking the Lord out for the answers and the strength to do what's right, is so nice. I have found that I would rather be here the accepted among thousands. Of course thousands are those thousands of people you don't really know that well, who you are already willing to sacrifice for the sake of righteousness. But what about that one. Oh yes, that one. If any of you have ever had a, "that one," then you will know that that one makes all the difference to you... that the change that goes on in your heart, once it is made, will either make or brake that relationship. That is where the heart of my problem lies. More so not the problem, but my problem with the cost of what is right. Alright well I have to go to bed. Loves to all. Jen Brave-Nicole Nordeman The gate is wide The road is paved in moderation The crowd is kind and quick to pull you in Welcome to the middle ground It's safe and sound now and Until now it's where I've been
Cuz it's been fear That ties me down to everything But it's been love, Your love That cuts the strings
So long, status quo I think I've just let go You make me wanna be brave The way it always was It's no longer good enough You make me wanna be brave Brave, brave
I am small And I speak when I'm spoken to But I am willing to risk it all I say Your name Just Your name, and I'm ready to jump Even ready to fall
Why did I Take this vow of compromise? Why did I Try to keep it all inside?
I've never known a fire that didn't begin with a flame And every storm will start with just a drop of rain But if You believe in me That changes everything
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| Hi. I may as well start this entry with a, "Hi." which is all that I will say, because I am going to paint pottery with Joanna, which is going to be really fun! = ) loves to all. more to come for all that care. | | |
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