<?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-3100582808054982116</id><updated>2011-12-20T00:42:27.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just your average teen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.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-3100582808054982116.post-5023944998540616926</id><published>2010-07-20T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:35:49.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time to Impact Someone</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking lately, about my calling. What God has stored for me. Yes, the Bible does say, "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." found in Jeremiah 29:11. It seems like it is so hard to pinpoint your calling. That you jump from one area to a totally different area.. Such as: Senior Pastor to Childrens Pastor.. Or maybe even to be a Missionary. Well I have decided that, yes God does has a purpose for your life and mine.. That if your iffy about what area it is in.. You should go with the calling of: TO IMPACT. Easy enough. I feel like my calling is to Impact someone, sometime, some place at any given time.. You see, God does have a calling and no matter what area it is in.. Your going to Impact someone. Doesn't matter if they are ten or even thirty. You will still impact them. Doesn't matter if they live in Indiana or even Honduras.. You will still impact them. So when are you going to start your mission and impact someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-5023944998540616926?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5023944998540616926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/07/it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5023944998540616926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5023944998540616926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/07/it.html' title='It&apos;s Time to Impact Someone'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-1191679815166056351</id><published>2010-04-22T16:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:11:14.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you against abortions?</title><content type='html'>There once was a girl and she was pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 1&lt;br /&gt;Hi mommy. I&amp;lsquo;m in your stomach. It is very comfortable in here. I&amp;lsquo;m not ready to leave yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 2&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, I&amp;lsquo;m still very small, but I can&amp;lsquo;t wait to meet you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 3&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;lsquo;m starting to grow! Before you know it, I&amp;lsquo;ll be big and strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 4&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;lsquo;m a girl! Aren&amp;lsquo;t you proud? I can&amp;lsquo;t wait to be your little princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 5&lt;br /&gt;Guess what mommy? I have hair. I really like it. It is soft and fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH 6&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, why are we at the doctor? What is that mean man saying? What is an abortion? What is that needle for? Ow! Ow! Mommy, stop him! It burns! I can&amp;lsquo;t get away from it! ... Mommy, I&amp;lsquo;m an angel. I met this nice man named Jesus. He told me what an abortion was. Why don&amp;lsquo;t you want me? I thought you loved me. I love you. Jesus told me that He will love me and raise me to be big and strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-1191679815166056351?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/1191679815166056351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-against-abortions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/1191679815166056351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/1191679815166056351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-against-abortions.html' title='Are you against abortions?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-5958808389090902943</id><published>2010-03-22T00:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T01:24:16.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SICK OF JUDGEMENTAL PEOPLE AND ALL THEIR CRAP.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever realized that maybe, just maybe, there is a big picture out there and God wants you to impact someone else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I know. Me? Why me? Man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night I felt that God wanted me to do something. I don't know why me. I even discussed this with people: &amp;ldquo;No this is not, I repeat NOT God.&amp;rdquo; Did God have an eye opener for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was texting my friend and he was talking about being a father-to-be and all. How the world looks down on men who knock someone up and they make judgements thinking that they are not good enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him, &amp;ldquo;You are going to be a great dad. It takes one person to change someones life.&amp;rdquo; I then said good night and went straight upstairs and spent forty minutes writing him a letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began to write this letter, I started to cry. I know what happens to kids whose parents are seperated. I'm sick of the crap this world has to offer. I explained what a child will go through if all he ever sees and hears is arguing and fighting. I told him that I know that he will be a great father. And that he will never, ever be his father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of people judging others because of how their father or thier mother acted. It is sick, and it makes me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of seeing kids in foster care because their parents would rather get high or drunk. What are we doing to this nation? We are ruining it! Here we are supposed to save lives, be influencers, but all we do is mix the world and christians together. How sickening! I'm sick and tired of all the judgemental people in the world. And I bet 95% of them are christians &amp;mdash; the same christians who are supposed to be changing the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't we God fearing any more? Why aren't we reaching out? How are supposed to save people from hell when we are on the same boat as them? WE CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a passion for kids, and I'm sick and tired of seeing them treated like crap. I'm sick and tired of no one reaching out. I'm sick and tired of all the crap that people are feeding kids. It makes me sick, and I know that no one is doing anything to change how the world looks upon people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sitting here crying about how our world is, I can't help but ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-5958808389090902943?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5958808389090902943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick-of-judgemental-people-and-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5958808389090902943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5958808389090902943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick-of-judgemental-people-and-all.html' title='I&apos;M SICK OF JUDGEMENTAL PEOPLE AND ALL THEIR CRAP.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-8576933198860559218</id><published>2010-01-05T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:54:53.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well.. its demolition derbie time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/S0PRDnjOrMI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MdM28o9Mg2U/s1600-h/book%2520cover%25202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423408236370767042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/S0PRDnjOrMI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MdM28o9Mg2U/s320/book%2520cover%25202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold up. did you see that.. no way.. yeah.. demolition derbies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;demolition derbies. are loud and only the best built cars will survive. its kinda like survival of the fittest.. but its in cars. the driver wants their car to be the best. because you either come out a winner or a loser. there really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; a in between. the whole point of this is to win. you build your cars to the rules, show up to the meetings, and then its game time. derbies are taken seriously. no one whats to lose but reality struck and only one person comes out on top. yeah you can place.. but its not the same. demolition derbies is not just a race. its a lifestyle. one thing is known.. that this is not a jump and go "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hobbie!" &lt;/span&gt;people spend weeks working on their car. its their own. their car shows their personality.. its them. these derbies are really for people who are passionate about this, because its loud and the experience is really amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;derbies have their own rules but not many. easy to follow but if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; then your out of the game. PASSION is what these derbies are about. not everyone has a passion, its about winning. most people spend money that they win to buy new parts and cars for the next race. the tracks are all different.. the bigger, the more money.. more people, more money. its really simple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-8576933198860559218?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/8576933198860559218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-will-be-last-one-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/8576933198860559218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/8576933198860559218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-will-be-last-one-running.html' title='well.. its demolition derbie time.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/S0PRDnjOrMI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MdM28o9Mg2U/s72-c/book%2520cover%25202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-1319558359388777177</id><published>2010-01-03T01:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:48:45.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New year so a fresh start.</title><content type='html'>It's 2010 and I have decided to make a huge change in my education. Most teens aren't really into improving their learning abilities. But over the past few months I have been inspired to make a change. Well for starters, I am going to be reading many Early American Lit. and American Lit. books. By doing this I am hoping to expand my ability to focus on true art. By reading these books I am hoping to open more doors in my future. So the first books on my list are: UNCLE TOM'S CABIN by Harriet Beecher Stowe, THE SCARLET LETTER by Nathaniel Hawthorne, MY BONDAGE AND MY FREEDOM by Frederick Douglass, and THE JUNGLE by Upton Sinclair. These four books are just the first. I'm going to blog about what I have learned from each book. Most are Anti-slavery and I believe that being able to read about what they went through could change my life. Most teens would probably find these books boring and useless. To make my curiosity grow about Early American and American Lit. would be Mr. He was my Early American Lit. teacher at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BNL&lt;/span&gt;. In this class, I learned the basics about different authors from the time period of 1700's to 1850's. Learning about different focuses of English besides the basics really is an eye opener. In fact, this could change your life. By that I mean, you look at all angles of life, not just the present or future. But the past, which most of the time.. is forgotten. School is about your education that usually gets blown off. I consider this time at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; to a better future. In EAL, I learned so much about Anne Bradstreet that I probably would of never learned, unless I was forced to do my best, as her being not someone who died but is still living. Like I knew her. But thats the basic idea of my new goal. To improve my education starting with EAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Barnes and Nobles has a great deal.. buy two books get the third free. The books I listed were available but there were many more. And that was the only decent picture I could find.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-1319558359388777177?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/1319558359388777177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-so-fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/1319558359388777177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/1319558359388777177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-so-fresh-start.html' title='New year so a fresh start.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-4537540873637724770</id><published>2009-12-17T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:03:33.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009..</title><content type='html'>The year is ending. and im still alive. looking through a mirror on my life i really wonder if i have impacted someone. I hope so. but its hard to tell. yeah 2009 is the year. but wait.. im purty sure the year is almost over. well.. this could be a bummer. Thinkin im not sure if I touched anyone. I hope that someone sees me in a different way. Not a blend in.. a wanna be. a fake. but unique and wow inspirational. maybe that is a huge step. but it can be done. I know for a fact that last year I was totally different. Not the brightest. but someone who was quite and so bizzare at the same time. and 2009 came along and I made a choice to be different. that I was going to be the best. not better everyone else. But better than I was. the best inspirational, God-fearing, God-loving person. and maybe I didnt make those but I was going to try. Yeah, your average teen. but not really. cause I got a lot to say. and its not stopping in 2009. Im a life changer. Ive been told may times that God has a calling on my life. and I believe it. Been told that when my shadow hits or goes past someone they will be healed through God but because he chose me. Spoke many times about A HOT HELL AND A COLD CHURCH. and now im wanting to speak about GOD-FEARING OR GOR-FORGETTING. the time is ending but untill then im gonna be great. maybe to someone a hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-4537540873637724770?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/4537540873637724770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/4537540873637724770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/4537540873637724770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009..'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-780351667197471312</id><published>2009-12-17T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:08:15.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnqNLxK9lYs/SyuMq0IyMKI/AAAAAAAABKA/fHT5L6l-oPE/s1600-h/tom_kirkman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnqNLxK9lYs/SyuMq0IyMKI/AAAAAAAABKA/fHT5L6l-oPE/s200/tom_kirkman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So there are many people in our life and maybe someone we don't even know. But these certain people have powerful lifes. Not that their lifes are great. But what they have been through is amazing. They have this God given ability to over come any obstacle. Inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday December 15, 2009, Tom Kirkman spoke in my Early American Lit class. As he spoke and he talked about his journey through life.. Made me think of am I using my life to the fullest? Funny, how it takes some person you don't know to help you discover what you really should be doing throughout your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he spoke, he mentioned where he was born, when he moved, and the normal information about himself. He spoke of his books he wrote. Which really shows that you can do anything, if you try and most people aren't willing to try. My class was given the chance to ask questions and as he answered each question I really took in every word. I look at Tom Kirkman as an INSPIRATIONAL HERO. He has shown that you can be an individual and turn out okay. Most people believe that they have to blend in. Be the average joe. But Kirkman has shown that look at me, Im unique, smart, and I've turned out alright. He has accomplished so much that any person could look at him and be like wow, what a hero. But most kids don't. They see Kirkman as an old guy that was asked to speak to a group of kids. And sad, this is what the world has come to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to have a good conversation, Kirkman is the person to talk to. He has spent his whole life making powerful steps throughout where he went. He has so much on his plate that it would take days to really take in everything. He can quote everything. He holds so much knowledge that it is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kirkman said, "God is almighty." I believe this statement. He is a inspiration. A hero. To many greatful people. I believe that after hearing him speak, anyone could be moved or maybe inspired. I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-780351667197471312?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/780351667197471312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/12/inspirational-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/780351667197471312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/780351667197471312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/12/inspirational-hero.html' title='Inspirational Hero'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnqNLxK9lYs/SyuMq0IyMKI/AAAAAAAABKA/fHT5L6l-oPE/s72-c/tom_kirkman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-3870086392530651762</id><published>2009-11-04T21:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:23:30.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He needs a friend..</title><content type='html'>In life you face many battles. Ups and downs. Some things are small obstacles while others are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks through the halls and everyone stares. They look at him like he doesn't exist. He gets bullied and pushed around. The pain in his eyes are forever scared. No one will be his friend. People don't realize the pain he goes through at his house. The negative force of peer pressure pushes him to his limits. To the world he seems to be someone who is shy. But on the inside he has a force thats pulling him down. Slowly he slips. Slowly he makes mistakes. And everyone just laughs at him. Points and calls him names. Names that scar him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person he talks to, pushes him away. She doesn't realize how the simple statement hurts him. He just needs a friend. And honestly she doesn't know if she is the right friend. What if she makes a mistake.. Says something that hurts him and pulls him down. He looked at her, knowing she was different.. at least thats what he thought. He cries out but no one listens.. She's there and she really isn't. He doesn't know what to do.. The same thought goes through her head.. She talks to him through the computer. Their worlds are seperated even though they seem close. He feels like family, but she is unsure. Do I want to be his friend, is all she can think.. He needs someone to talk to but right now she is slowly slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew deep inside, she was like everyone else. Someone to star at him and make fun of him. Now when they talk all he can say.. is the simple answers that exist of one or two words. She tries to change the subject and she's really trying. But he can tell that her head is filled with confusion and his is filled with hope. Hope that she will be different. That she can find away to make this friendship work. What she doesn't realize is how badly he needs someone to talk to. Someone to pray for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she heard her friends talking about this shy guy.. She knew this guy that they were making fun of.. This guy. This very guy. Is one of her friends. They know each other and she can tell that this guy could possibly become her closest friend.. Maybe even a best friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-3870086392530651762?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/3870086392530651762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-needs-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/3870086392530651762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/3870086392530651762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-needs-friend.html' title='He needs a friend..'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-2574522945443187941</id><published>2009-10-04T21:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:46:18.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>occupation after occupation</title><content type='html'>occupation after occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely moving on. you watch yourself, watching your mistakes. pushing yourself down. barely moving forward. you cant tell but you have a chain straped to your foot. its tying you to this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look around and it seems that all there is in this world is at your finger tips but still out of your reach. people walk up and take your place, in your family, in your job, in your life. you see them and judge yourself. compare yourself to them. but where does it get you. um no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world seems filled with untold goods and happiness but honestly you dont have it. your jealous. you crave this happiness but it regets you. you beat yourself down. hiding behind your perfect little make believe life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you keep lying to yourself. making this dream of yours so real. slowly killing yourself. as you reach for this worldly life style you push God out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's your father but you dont care. you believe he never loved you and he never cared. you couldnt see him so it was harder to believe that theres someone to comfort you in your time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's your protector and mentor and even a friend but satan has you to your very end. he tourmented you and held so close. hes made you believe that he can show you a way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he put partying and drinking in your head. its your life style now. you seem hopeless. and you beat yourself up for letting your family down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly he adds another addiction. it went from partying to drinking and now to drugs. your killing yourself and God sits watching you, calling out to you but all you do is push him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent good christians but all you could tell was, it was one more person to judge you and tell you that your going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now your on the streets and your family has left you but there is a father who cares for you. he wants you to know you will always be loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-2574522945443187941?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/2574522945443187941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/10/occupation-after-occupation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/2574522945443187941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/2574522945443187941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/10/occupation-after-occupation.html' title='occupation after occupation'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-5426283505070446840</id><published>2009-09-27T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:16:22.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh...</title><content type='html'>ugh... is all thats going through my head. all i feel. which really is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressing times is when you see disaster in your family, in your community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all it is is a ugh moment. up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the streets. trying to fit in. but theres no place for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad situations. never occured that theses are the times we are living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shootings and suicides. happen everyday. another soldier wounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firefighters, risking their lives. and all we give back, honestly we cant say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cops on the field and in the jail. dealing with crap cause we steered away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around and around. is our day. the same crap. you deal with everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mothers and fathers are getting divorced. kids torn apart with no where to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say we are okay. and we are makin away. but honesty we can barely make it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livin is hard. when no one is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank God. cause He is always there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-5426283505070446840?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5426283505070446840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5426283505070446840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5426283505070446840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html' title='ugh...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-2548113480257560578</id><published>2009-08-23T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:24:38.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He is out to get you.</title><content type='html'>He is out to get you. Great. But who's the "he"? 'Cause it seems like everyone is out to get me. The big main "he" is Satan. Yes, Satan. Funny, right?. We already knew he's after you. But really he chases harder and fights harder once you become dedicated to God.  He uses everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates you because you're one less body he can have. You're one person trying to win people over, and it's hard because you have no one backing you up. Well, of course your pastor is and your youth pastors... oh and your parents are. But they don't understand what you go through at school or at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They try to make your life this big, happy, fun time. But truth be told, it's horrible. You know that to be a great Christian, you have to give God everything. And sometimes you're scared. I've been scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hide everything because you want to be the perfect little Christian. And going to a public school is the most dangerous place for a christian. Satan owns that place. Yeah there are christians there, but we are doing so little to show - to let our light show. We try to be brave and fearless, but really we are scared to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell your parents cause they will think you're weak and hopeless. But on your side is the King of Kings, and He is fighting for you. He protects you but, we are too scared to give Him our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, we pray or "But God". But it never seems like He is there with you.&lt;br /&gt;But as I'm sitting here, I'm telling you God is more real today than He was yesterday. He is fighting for us even though it seems like its taking forever. If it were not for God, Satan would be attacking us a lot harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has tempted everyone. Made great leaders feel like dirt. Pushed them so low, they thought they would deny Christ, but they stood strong. Held on to What is their only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had people tortured and put in prison because of their Christianity. How sick! Yeah, we are the lucky ones. The ones who get to hide behind our faith because telling one person about God would be embarassing. We say we have a passion for Christ, but the men and woman who actually stood up for their faith are more desperate for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave you with this thought... If someone held a gun to your head and asked you to deny Christ or they would shoot you, what would you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-2548113480257560578?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/2548113480257560578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/he-is-out-to-get-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/2548113480257560578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/2548113480257560578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/he-is-out-to-get-you.html' title='He is out to get you.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-6788503202969675824</id><published>2009-08-12T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:31:42.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When your hung up on "what might have been," it keeps you from seeing "what might be." Just like Lots wife. When its time to let go of your past; taking one last look could be your last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When you don't know what to do, if your struggling or if your sick. Pray &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but God&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;God has a plan. Without God... we are nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ive been told that when I speak of my God; I give people cold chills. Or when I speak about my God; I have great wisdom. But Im telling you if it weren't for my God, Id be nothing. If it weren't for my God; Id be lost. God has blessed me and its amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since my walk with God became a relationship, a relationship that is better than any guy i could ever date, he has blessed me. My God is a healer, protector, mentor, and my closest friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If your serving the same God I do, the one that has touched your soul, healed your body or your mind. The God that can change your life around, the God who has trustful servants. My God. Then what are you doing for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-6788503202969675824?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/6788503202969675824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/6788503202969675824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/6788503202969675824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-god.html' title='My God'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-3036268954285121576</id><published>2009-08-08T06:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:53:04.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love. are you serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;people amaze me. heres where the world is going in todays times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey i think im in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea i think im in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um um no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no just say it one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;johnny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whos johnny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my boyfriend for two whole days and i think im in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what? two days? are you serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea ive never felt this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;six weeks later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so how are you and johnny doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um im not with johnny any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea im dating fred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fred hes new for how long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;three hours and i think im in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you see this world is bout breaking up and repeating. and it aint good for you. you want to love one person who turns out to be the wrong person. you see God made the perfect person for you but you have to wait it out to find him. cause dating tons of people isnt gonna help. cause when the right person comes you will hurt to much to let anyone in. and the final one counts. God has a plan; trust him. cause it will work out. on its own time. just seek God and he will show you the way. my favorite saying is, i must fall in love with God so when he sends the guy of my dreams that guy will be able to see God in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-3036268954285121576?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/3036268954285121576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-are-you-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/3036268954285121576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/3036268954285121576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-are-you-serious.html' title='love. are you serious'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-8221350914887198768</id><published>2009-08-06T21:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:03:33.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the rapture isnt an exit stratagy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so many people go around wishing the rapture would just happen already. but i'm thinking we need more time before Jesus comes again. cause when he comes your either going to heaven or to hell. plain as day. up or down. light or dark. if the rapture comes to soon which could happen, all the sinners on this earth aint gonna make it to the kingdom of heaven. its our job as christians to save them as in tell them about God. so they can go with us instead of burning in hell forever. im just sayn, the rapture aint no dadgum exit stratagy. thats all we think about. oh i cant wait till it happens cause im going to heaven and thats a fact. gosh when it happens its gonna cause pain and trials. it aint gonna be some super fast thing; we will see people suffering. people in pain and people who have no way out. God put us on this earth to tell others about him, not to watch his children go to hell. im just sayn. what really matters is what are we doing to stop them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-8221350914887198768?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/8221350914887198768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/rapture-isnt-exit-stratagy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/8221350914887198768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/8221350914887198768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/rapture-isnt-exit-stratagy.html' title='the rapture isnt an exit stratagy'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582808054982116.post-5241139289927426391</id><published>2009-08-06T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:54:28.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whys life confusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"why is life so confusing," one may ask. God answers, "if life wasnt confusing, who would you call upon for help. life is confusing to test you. to show you which way is the right path and which way is the wrong. life is confusing cause it makes you stronger." so where now. who should you meet. to impact them. to impact indiana. to impact this world. cause we are here. 2009 is the year. why are we waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582808054982116-5241139289927426391?l=hannahe1992.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/feeds/5241139289927426391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/whys-life-confusing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5241139289927426391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582808054982116/posts/default/5241139289927426391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahe1992.blogspot.com/2009/08/whys-life-confusing.html' title='whys life confusing'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16467270350684715381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFWgfFvr_Us/Snt_ERwYG6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fgf9nEiVhFs/S220/wow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
