<?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-1200217734302666767</id><updated>2011-08-01T05:10:11.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Adventure to Live</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-8433704878130264351</id><published>2011-07-07T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:25:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Processing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ooohhh it's been awhile. I don't know if I ignore posting on this because I don't think anyone reads it anymore or because I am too busy. Probably a combination of both. Either way I'll take another crack at trying to keep up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I started my new internship May 23. And let me tell you it has been a whirlwind ever since. My first day I felt so out of sorts and walked out of there praying "God, I don't know if I'm cut out for this." Before I get ahead of myself I'll tell you what my internship is. I work at the Florence Crittenton Agency as an intern therapist for the Level III residents. In residential programs there are a few different levels. Level III simply means the residents are on lockdown. They are not in jail, it just means that all doors of the building are locked and they cannot get out (I guess it sort of sounds like jail when you put it like that.) We serve kids ages 13-17 who have been court mandated to complete our 60 day program. All of the kids who come to us have struggled with drug abuse/addiction. Most of the kids also come in with lots of traumatic history. I work mainly with their mental health and trauma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I currently have two clients. Both of whom are as opposite as you can possibly get. A girl and a boy. One very ready for change in life. The other, goes back and forth. These two teach me what patience, persistence, being bold and being creative looks like. They are difficult and they are arrogant teenagers who think they know everything but don't really have a clue. They are frustrating and exhausting. But most importantly they are desperately seeking to be loved. They have sweetness in their hearts and hopes and dreams for their lives. It is a privelege and an honor to work with them and fight for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It is such a different world doing therapy with teenagers who have been sent here against their will as opposed to my previous internship doing therapy with college age students who freely and willingly come up to our center. I am challenged every single day. There are days that I walk away thinking I am the worst therapist ever and I'm not doing these kids a bit of good. And there are days I walk away grateful that I had a few moments to just connect with them in a real way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have found that I hate the learning process of things. It's like I expect myself to go into a new situation and just automatically get the hang of it and do really well. This was proven even more to me when Christopher started teaching me piano and I felt like I had to master it the first night. It's really silly, I know. I have these impossibly high expectations for myself that will just not be reached. I am being humbled in this process. God's teaching me to just slooooowwwwww dooowwwnnnn and soak it all in. I am here in this place for a whole year. I don't even have my degree yet. I am allowed to not know what I'm doing! I have to allow myself that grace...or I will go crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've also learned a lot about appreciating that life comes in seasons. Some seasons are incredibly hard and others are calm. This season is a hard one. Not that I am not enjoying it because I love where I am in life. There are many beautiful things happening and I am having a blast. But I am more stressed and busier than I ever have been. I have signed on for a lot of hours at FCA and I have a part time job on top of beginning another year of classes and trying to maintain some semblence of a social life. Things get chaotic sometimes. And stressful. And exhausting. And overwhelming. How am I dealing with it all?? Sometimes not so well. I'll go on autopilot and not give my best to things. Or I will break down and cry...which is needed and ok sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And then there are the times when I steal some quiet moments in the morning with Jesus and a cup of coffee. Or I let Christopher encourage and love me in a way that warms my soul and renews my spirit. Or paint, or sing, or read, or talk to my family. Or enjoy a Sunday morning setting up for Crossings and connecting with people in my faith community. These are the things that bring it all back into perspective for me. I am doing all of this work for God and I want him to have my excellence. It's these resting places that I have learned to take advantage of. If there is one thing I have learned over the past few years it is that God is an on-time God and he gives me these resting places just when I need them. Not all of my life will be chaotic (even though it's hard to believe that sometimes) there are many resting places along the way and calm seasons to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is also a really interesting season in life because I think I am realizing for the first time in a big and real way that I live in Knoxville. I'm not just here because I'm going to school (even though I am still grad school). But I live here because I like it, and I'm more than likely staying here after I graduate in May. This is my home now. It feels so strange to say that. Because it's just me...none of my family. This is a life that I am establishing on my own. It's fun and exciting and scary and sometimes makes me nostalgic for summer evenings spent playing outside with my brother and sister. Visits home to see family are shorter, but certainly sweeter. It all just feels "'naturally weird"...what an oxymoron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So this was my quick processing of just some of the events in the past few months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;More to come. Much more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-8433704878130264351?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8433704878130264351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=8433704878130264351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8433704878130264351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8433704878130264351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2011/07/processing.html' title='Processing'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-825995020195997294</id><published>2010-11-03T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:05:26.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeaaaaa =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      Make me an instrument of Your health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is sickness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      let me bring cure;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is injury,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      aid;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is suffering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      ease;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is sadness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      comfort;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is despair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;where there is death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      acceptance and peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GRANT that I may not:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so much seek to be justified,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      as to console;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to be obeyed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      as to understand;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to be honored,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      as to love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for it is in giving ourselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      that we heal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it is in listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      that we comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and in dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;      that we are born to eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(prayer of St. Francis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It seems that I finally found words to go with my deepest desire. This prayer said so many years ago encompasses what rests in the deepest parts of me. To be an instrument of God's health...mmm i love it. I'm seeing how deep this desire goes in me each day I get to work with clients. Being in the therapy room isn't always easy or pleasant, but I wake up every day feeling so priveleged to be an instrument of God's health and to help bring shalom to a desperate people. Yeaaaaa....it's good. And it's peaceful. It's like a deep, fulfilling breath of air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I guess that's really all I have to say about it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-825995020195997294?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/825995020195997294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=825995020195997294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/825995020195997294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/825995020195997294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2010/11/yeaaaaa.html' title='Yeaaaaa =)'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-7144361325967070013</id><published>2010-09-21T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T08:48:01.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been wrestling, so this messsage is about wrestling. Not literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Also, this message is a direct effect of being harrassed by a friend to do this. :) But I'm ok with it because I have needed to update this pitiful blog. So forgive me if this is all over the place, these are my thoughts on a whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I started Grad school almost two months ago and it has been a crazy whirlwind of an experience so far. I always have stuff to do and it is challenging me in many many ways. Academically it is do-able, just very time consuming (30 page papers don't take just an hour to do) and I really like learning about everything...it's really amazing to me. Mentally and emotionally and I am being tested all of the time. I'm tired a lot, and stressed more than I ever have been in my life. My clients are working through hard things and I am honored to be a part of their journey. I carry them in my heart throughout the day and lift each of them up to God who is their ultimate healer. I'm learning about how important intercession on my client's behalf is. If I didn't have Jesus to talk to about them and for them, I would feel so burdened by the hurt they experience. God is showing me so much of his heart through all of this. I'm learning that by myself, I cannot help any of the people who come up here to the counseling center. It is all Him. And I rely so much on his wisdom and love to guide me through each session. That's also a humbling thing and I like it. He is increasing so much more in my life. But that's not to say it isn't difficult. I wrestle with Him a lot about it...probably because I am stubborn. But that's part of what I love about God is that He lets me push back and then He pushes and then I push back until eventually I get it. I don't know if that makes sense but it makes sense to me so I don't care. I want to become like him and I think He is slowly but surely workin that out with me. I'm also working through accepting/knowing who I am in the Kingdom. 1 Corinthians talks about being part of the body...but what part am I? And am I really fulfilling my part? And what do I have to offer to the Kingdom? I don't know...I'm still wrestling with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I do know that I love what I get to do every day. It is not easy at all, but I love that God has chosen me to help people wrestle. And I love that He's letting me wrestle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;More to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-7144361325967070013?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7144361325967070013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=7144361325967070013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/7144361325967070013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/7144361325967070013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2010/09/wrestling.html' title='Wrestling'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-5944699261094134773</id><published>2010-03-10T13:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:42:26.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The latest developments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I've applied to the grad program here at Johnson for Marriage and Family Therapy and Professional Counseling! I did not see this coming at all! God had kind of got me thinking about it last semester but I just figured maybe it would be an option way down the road after I have worked for a while. It turns out he had a sooner start date in mind :) I'll be here for another two years, which most of the time I am ok with but sometimes when I start to think about how I will not graduate until I'm almost 25 and won't be licensed until I'm 27 and how my friends are moving on to jobs...I get a little bit down. But God always seems to pick me right back up in the same instant. I have a TON of peace about this decision. I am so excited to further my education and to add to my undergrad degree in youth ministry. I think if I do decide to work in a church this degree could only help me. It makes my options for careers and ministry so much more broad...and I love it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;* I am getting an apartment with three awesome girls, Molly Aper, Jenelle Blackburn and Erica Spoonmore. We'll live together for at least nine months starting in May. We are all really excited about moving in together and our house is AMAZING! It will be a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;* I'm really enjoying this semester of classes. Maybe it's because I'm getting a little older, but I really like to go to my classes and learn. I value all of it. I've not really felt that way very much over the last three years, but I'm glad I do now since I have two more years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* I got to go home over the weekend and celebrate Kaylie's 1st birthday. It was SO cool to be there surrounded by so many people who love her. She has been a huge blessing to our family. She's our little shining light :) It has been so cool for me as her aunt to watch her grow in every phase of her life so far and to know that I'll get to see every stage that is to come. I have so many hopes and dreams and prayers for her life. It will be incredible to get to be a part of her journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* That's it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-5944699261094134773?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5944699261094134773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=5944699261094134773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5944699261094134773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5944699261094134773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2010/03/latest-developments.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2788161221463142827</id><published>2009-12-14T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:49:01.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have 4 minutes to write this thought</title><content type='html'>A very quick thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so great at anything I do.  And that's ok. When it gets down to it, Jesus is all that matters...not me. This life just isn't about me, not even a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's refreshing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2788161221463142827?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2788161221463142827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2788161221463142827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2788161221463142827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2788161221463142827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-4-minutes-to-write-this-thought.html' title='I have 4 minutes to write this thought'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-3522708609454138240</id><published>2009-12-08T15:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:14:49.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fountain of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sooooo it's been a super long time since I've written on here. I was still in California when I put something up. Sometimes it seems like that time in my life is something I made up. Or dreamt about. It's really strange. But then other times it's like in my face and very real to me. I'm still remembering lessons and relearning some and digging deeper into others and realizing how it has all effected me as a person. How I think, how I act, how I speak, how I work and plan and organize and communicate...it's all been effected by my experience in the wilderness. I think that's what God wanted for me though. I know it's what I wanted for myself. There will probably be more thoughts to come on this, but for now this is what's on my heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life..." (Proverbs 10:9a)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about my words and whether they are life-giving, encouraging, thoughtful, and intentional. We've all heard the phrase coined by Thumper from Bambi "If you can't say something nice, don't say nothin at all." And while that may be true (to an extent) I think this verse goes much deeper than just saying nice things to people. I think it's talking about being intentional with what you are saying. It's talking about bringing life to another person and maybe even yourself through thoughtful and intelligent words. The way you speak and what you speak about can signify what you worship, what you care about, what you don't care about, and your integrity. I want my mouth to be an overflow of my heart and I want my heart to be a fountain of life. I want to talk more about things that matter instead of what I've done today or what I'm doing tomorrow or over break, I want to be more bold instead of silencing my thoughts because I'm afraid of what people will think, I want to be more encouraging instead of cutting, I want to speak with more wisdom instead of shallowness. I want to choose to speak in love instead of hatefulness. (A good friend reminded me of that the other day :) ) And I want the community that I live in to want this too. I want Johnson to be known as a community filled with men and women of purpose and integrity. Who lift each other up instead of tear each other down. Who speak in love to one another. And bring life to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So this is what's on my heart and what I'm hoping to work on and get better at. Being a fountain of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-3522708609454138240?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3522708609454138240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=3522708609454138240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3522708609454138240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3522708609454138240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/12/fountain-of-life.html' title='A fountain of Life'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-3331294522319720508</id><published>2009-08-04T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:52:28.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good LIfe</title><content type='html'>I figured out I'm living the good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a great family. Great friends. I'm covered in prayer and love by those people every day. And I serve a God who pursues me, takes away my burdens and offers me rest instead. Couldn't ask for more. I'm really content. And at peace. Which is the fruit I've been focusing on for the past week...and I've decided to go another week with it because I feel like God has more to show me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written in awhile so I'll just put the big stuff on my heart right now. Last Tuesday I had counseling and Susan asked me "When you get home, what do you want to know in your heart?" And I started crying and I said " I want the students to know how much I love them. Because I really do." I came here expecting to care and love to an extent...but I never expected to fall so much in love with them. I carry them in my heart now. I decided to sit down individually with each student and tell them how much I love them and how they have impacted me. When I get home I want to know that I gave my heart away to them. I don't want any regrets. Before coming here I made the decision to dive in head first and not come up for air. I didn't want to take this opportunity God gave me for granted. So I've thrown myself into it...and the result was love. I'll take it. Susan affirmed a lot in me...like she always does. She basically told me I love without rules. And I don't give up on it. Even when it feels like that love isn't reciprocated I keep with it. I think she sees more in me than I do...but that's ok, God has used her this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to reflect a lot on my time here. I only have two weeks left so I want to try to prepare my heart for leaving. I'm most scared of leaving and the transformations that have happened in me, the lessons I've learned, the experiences, will all feel like a dream and I won't be able to really process what has happened to me the last 3 months. I need prayer that God helps me remember the experiences, encounters and lessons. That the transformation will be brought to completion in this part of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really nervous about going back to school. I'm hoping my friendships will be just as strong if not stronger than when I left. I guess I'm just scared because I know I've changed some (not in huge bad ways) that I will have trouble adjusting or relating. I don't know...I hoping that's not how it will be. That's something else you all can be praying about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all of that I'm just trying to finish out the internship really strong. I've made the commitment to be fully present and "in it" until I get on the plane. I don't want to check out on the students and I don't want them to check out on me. There is still love to be given, lessons to be learned and time to be shared. God will still blow me away in the next couple weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-3331294522319720508?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3331294522319720508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=3331294522319720508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3331294522319720508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3331294522319720508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-life.html' title='The Good LIfe'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-6540198663288036085</id><published>2009-07-23T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:47:25.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Where?! Down in my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes I like to sing cheesy christian camp songs. I'm sure many of you can relate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This week was really pretty cool. I tried to have my eyes and heart open to experiencing and learning about joy.  I came up with a few things. "The joy of the Lord is your strength." What does that mean? Well um I think it means that joy is something deeper and bigger than happiness. If you have joy it is from the Lord and it's lasting. I can still be sad, even heartbroken and still have the joy of the Lord in my heart and lean on that to get me through. The joy of the Lord makes me strong. Also, i think joy is something that flows out of love, or love flows out of joy...either way. I'm finding the more i meditate on these fruits the more intertwined they are. It's really stinkin cool. Being joyful doesn't mean you'll never have any other emotion than that. Because i'm not so sure that Joy is exactly an emotion. It's more of a defined "thing" for lack of a better word, in your heart. I'm not explaining all of this very well. But I know it in my heart. I guess that's the best thing I can say about joy. You KNOW without a doubt when the joy of the Lord is in your heart. And here's like a p.s to my thoughts on joy. Sometimes my joy becomes so great that I just can't contain it and i have to make a noise or smile or laugh just to praise God with it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;yesterday I had a very relaxing day off hanging out with Nikki and Tiffany. We went to a staff members house to swim in their pool and float on rafts all day. It was soooooo nice :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This weekend we start one of the ranch's biggest fund raisers of the year with a 24 hours bike ride called the Agony. We loaded three U-hauls this morning and all of the staff took off around 11 for Loyalton, a town about 2 hours north of here. There are three station and i'll be out at the Beckwourth station. It's the middle of nowhere where we can yell and cheer the riders on and see some really beautiful scenery. The students are all SOOO stoked...and so am I! I can't wait to tell you all how it went and what I experienced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I only have 29 days left here...that is so WILD! AH! I'm starting to feel kind of sad about leaving the ranch family. I will miss the students and interns very much. But I still have that excited feeling to know i'm getting on the plane to see my family :) Even though the season of leaving is getting close...it is not right now so I am still very present here and I'm not wishing the time away at all. I still feel so much excitement to have these days left with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Loving you all more every day!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-6540198663288036085?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6540198663288036085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=6540198663288036085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6540198663288036085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6540198663288036085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/07/joy.html' title='JOY!'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1095055332905787747</id><published>2009-07-16T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:39:54.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; God has put fruit on my heart. For the next 9 weeks (at least) I will be studying, meditating on, praying on, noticing, practicing and be transformed by the fruits of the spirit. A fruit a week. This week was L.O.V.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The first thought I had of the fruit of Love was that I could study and meditate on it for the rest of my life and still not fully grasp and understand it. I thought of the Love passage in 1 Corinthians. I thought of all the letters of the apostle John and his words that are also printed on the ring I wear everyday "God is Love" I thought of the entire Bible as a whole and how it is essentially a love story of God going to all kinds of great lengths to get his Beloved back. I thought about the love my family has among one another. The love I have for my friends. And also the love that husbands and wives share. I thought of the hippie movement that is resurfacing with the "All you need is love" attitude. I thought of the love the Father has for the Son and the Son for the Father. And of course the love the Father and Son have for us. I thought of the Shema, and the way Jesus added to it in the New Testament saying "love your neighbor as yourself" The two greatest commandments are about love. How can love transform us? Why is it so important...so big? Because that's what our hearts crave. It's what we function for. It's what we were created for. We were created to love God and Love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Here are some ways this week that I have noticed love come softly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Being celebrated on my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Discipleship time with Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Saturday "guys time" seeing the male students here genuinely seek to be godly men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The love the students have for one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Random encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Sitting with a friend while she simply lets her troubles spill out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Special "kisses" from God in the form of waterfalls, butterflies, still evenings, and gentle whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Here's some things I learned about love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Sometimes I just don't feel loving, and that's when I have to pray God to give that to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Love is not a feeling-it's living and active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Some people are MUCH harder to love than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Love is freeing, never binding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Love is a choice, you don't just "fall" in love, you choose to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; God's love is much bigger and more purer than we in our humanness can understand. But I still try my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I could go on and on about love and what God is teaching me about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm loving this "fruity" journey so far :) I'm excited to see what else God has to tell me. Next week is Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I love you all mucho mucho mucho!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1095055332905787747?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1095055332905787747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1095055332905787747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1095055332905787747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1095055332905787747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruit.html' title='Fruit'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2963838609026076237</id><published>2009-07-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:50:14.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Wilderness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Then Jesus was led by the Spirit into the desert to be tempted by the devil....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My thoughts come from that passage in Matthew 4 today (check it out). Jesus was taken out into the wilderness led by the Spirit. I think that's something of note right there. God led him into the desert. God wanted him to be tested, to be pushed. I have been led out here to the wilderness by the Spirit to be tested, to be pushed beyond what I thought were my limits, to grow.  The devil is taunting me, I'm hungry for much more than food, what I hunger for is God, companionship, being able to serve selflessly, encouragement. God is my portion this summer. God wanted all of this for me, he led me to it, and now he is the one getting me through all of it. It's very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;This weekend we hosted family camp. over 150 people came to camp out and enjoy activities, worship and bonding time. It was A LOT of work for the staff students and interns and each night we were falling into bed. But it was really cool to see these families, all with their own unique stories and backgrounds, wanting to pull away from the world for awhile and enjoy each other and the love they share for one another. God filled a void for me this weekend as i struggled with missing my family (as usual) He provided encouragement in the "family group" i was placed in, he filled my heart with his love, and opened my eyes to see the love the families had for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I think since being out here I have become more passionate about family. Almost all of the students here come from a very broken home and their parents are no longer together. And that's normal in our culture now. It's sad that people don't take their covenant with God seriously (now I understand there are extenuating circumstances such as abuse and infidelity and such but i'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the people who just stop working at their marriage when things get too hard). I want people to start taking responsibility for their promises and commitment if not for honoring God then for the kids that they bring into the family. These kids lives have been torn because of someone else 's irresponsibility and lack of commitment. It doesn't matter if the parents say "oh this will make their life better, they shouldn't live around the tension and fighting." and to that I say a big fat "bull crap." A kid needs a family, a sense of belonging and to be needed within that family. If you make a covenant...live in it. Period. So there's my two cents on marriage and family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I had a major breakthrough. I was able to confront a student who was being disrespectful and guide him to seeing he needed to be aware of the way he was speaking to people. I hate confrontation...actually it's really new for me to have to deal with and it's always really scared me to think of being assertive and tapping into that part of me. But God spoke through me to the student's heart and softened it. So I have finally seen proof that God can make me a leader and he can make me bold. He has not given me a spirit of timidity. I'm slowly starting to believe that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The rest of my day off will consist of planning the devo I'm giving tomorrow morning and relaxing/celebrating my birthday with Nikki and Tiffany. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Praying/missing/loving you all more every single day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2963838609026076237?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2963838609026076237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2963838609026076237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2963838609026076237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2963838609026076237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-wilderness.html' title='In the Wilderness...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-929022145221251602</id><published>2009-07-01T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:26:44.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"When I look back at where I've been, I see that what I am becoming is a whole lot further down the road from where I was." ~ Gloria Garther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;That quote was on the page of my journal for today. It's funny because I have been thinking about that a lot lately and realizing the longer I am here the more I am changing. God is transforming me. I hunger for him. For his word. His love. His wisdom. His nearness. His companionship. Satan is doing everything he can to keep my heart out of this ministry. Making me almost unbearably homesick at times, making me feel insignificant, whispering that I can't make any sort of difference in people's lives, telling me I am not bold enough, strong enough, confident enough. The lies are being told to me everyday. But I don't believe them. And I don't give in. God is protecting me. He has given me encouragement through those around me here and those I love back home. He has given words of truth through is Word. And provided strength and boldness when i feel weak and timid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm almost halfway through my internship. Sunday will be day 45. Then I'm on the downhill. It's really weird. I think the downhill is actually going to be much harder than the uphill. I will learn harder lessons and will be transformed even more. It makes me a little nervous to think of who I will be when this is all over. How will I interact and connect with people back at home and school? How will I respond to situations? How much will my life be transformed? I have no clue. I don't think any of it will be bad...just different. A year ago I prayed for God to place me somewhere that would make me grow and stretch me farther than I ever have been. I'm getting what I asked for now :) It's a very humbling feeling. It's hard...hard beyond words. But I think I like it. Knowing that I can't do it without God, feeling like if I don't have him I'll drown. That's a beautifully desperate feeling that I hope will never go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I wish I could put into words what I am experiencing and how I feel. But this ministry is so much bigger than I am...so much bigger than any of the staff or other interns. It's GOD SIZE...and I don't think any of us can wrap our minds around what is going on here. Maybe only a little bit. And even then we can barely understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank you for covering me in prayer. I need it every hour every day. I love you all so very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-929022145221251602?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/929022145221251602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=929022145221251602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/929022145221251602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/929022145221251602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/07/changing-heart.html' title='Changing heart'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2929716346217702247</id><published>2009-06-24T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:13:51.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa my lanta!</title><content type='html'>This week has been....wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not even sure where to begin. Which is kinda part of what's on my heart. I have been experiencing so much and on so much sensory overload that I'm having a hard time understanding and processing everything that I'm thinking and feeling about things. In my counseling session Susan pointed out to me that I have a hard time describing my own heart outside the influence of other people's feelings and all. With the way that I am I always want to make sure that everyone else around me (especially these students) are ok, then I might be able to focus a little bit on myself. So I'm going through a time right now where it feels like I'm having an out of body experience and I'm watching it all from somewhere else. I can't make complete sense of what I'm experiencing, feeling and thinking. It gets pretty frustrating sometimes. And I'm kinda just waiting on the Lord to unscramble at least a little of it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize as I write this that it's probably so confusing to you all. I apologize...it's confusing to me as well :) I guess at the bottom line...things are good. God is moving and I know that. I'm just not exactly sure what he's doing through me. yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a break down moment on Monday. All the girls had been EXTREMELY stressed for a few days. Sometimes in residential counseling ministry ya just get those times that everyone is on edge and working through things that are really difficult and emotionally tiring. Monday was the height of it. And I broke down because I had been feeling like I'm not doing any good for anyone at all. I was questioning why God had even brought me out here if I was going to be so useless the entire time. And while I was crying Nikki came in and the Lord used her to speak to me. I guess I'm doing a great job, and the students love me and are think I'm doing a great job. Sometimes I feel like I suck...but maybe that's when God is moving the most. When I feel like I suck...he's shining and living through me the most. Later there was yelling between the students...followed by tears of brokenness. Things are really up and down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday progressively got better. I cooked an ENTIRE thanksgiving dinner by myself. It was stinkin amazing. I made a turkey for the first time ever. Homemade stuffing, cranberry sauce, veggies, gravy, smashed potatoes and fruit salad. It took me six hours (mainly because of the turkey) but it ended up being so incredible. I know it sounds probably really silly but I felt so accomplished after it. And hearing the reaction from the students saying how good it was made it all worth it. I liked doing that for them, giving them something special and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my one day off. I slept in a little then I went and walked around the mall for a bit. I ate lunch there and read some of a book. It was very relaxing. And no one even yelled at me while I was driving :) (They like to yell out here...even if you don't do anything wrong haha) I think the rest of the evening is going to consist of reading the rest of my book and possibly watching beauty and the beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 55 days left out here. Sometimes I get into a panick thinking that's not enough time, what can I possibly do to impact these students in just 55 days? But I have to remember a couple things 1. God is much bigger than I am. 2. He has much more than 55 days to work in these students lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2929716346217702247?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2929716346217702247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2929716346217702247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2929716346217702247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2929716346217702247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoa-my-lanta.html' title='whoa my lanta!'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-175832347264066193</id><published>2009-06-17T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:20:26.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and See...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Can anything good come from Nazareth?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...Come and See.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;These words struck me as I read a devotion from Max Lucado's book Grace For the Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Nathanael's question still lingers, even two thousand years later... Can anything good come out of Nazareth? Come and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Come and see the lives changed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                                                           The alcoholic now dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                                                           The embittered now joyful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                                                           The shamed now forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                                                           Marriages rebuilt, the orphans embraced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                                                           The imprisoned inspired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Come and see the pierced hand of God touch the most common heart, wipre the tear form teh wrinkled face, adn forgive the ugliest sin. Come and see. He avoids no seeker. He ignores no probe. He fears no search. Come and see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have a few thoughts about this. First a little background on the town of Nazareth. At the time of Jesus the Roman Empire was the world dominating power. Nazareth was a tiny town on the outer reaches of the Roman expanse. Basically it was a nothing town. Like Shirley or Wilkinson Indiana. :) For "the one Moses wrote about in the Law and about whom the prophets also wrote" to come from here is almost humorous. It's hard to believe the Savior they had been eagerly awaiting could come from such a place. And I think that's exactly why God chose that specific town. Had God chose to come say to the capital, Rome, in a fit of glory and power he would have been affirming all that is not dear to his heart and true to his character. God cannot help but be humble. That is just his nature. Jesus had a humble beginning, a humble life, and a criminal's death. This is why many of the Jewis people rejected him then, and still many reject him today. Because Jesus is not the Messiah they were expecting. Everything about his character and his life exudes humility. I'm learning a lot on humility right now. It's not a destination. It's a journey. And you're never fully there...at least for very long. And the minute you think you're humble...you're not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thought Number two. I think it's true what Lucado says that "Nathanael's question still lingers..." I think at some point in our lives we all ask this question. Can this Jesus fellow really be legit? Could he really be God? Could he really save me? Could he really be what I have been longing for? And we all have someone in our lives that has said "Come and see." Come and see for yourself how good he is. How filling his life is. How wide his mercy and how deep his grace is. How humble his love is. Come, taste and see that the Lord is good. Come and see. See for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's been a very busy few days for me. Packed full of activities, work, learning lessons, listening for God's voice, investing in others, and the list goes on. And I've had all day today to reflect on it and try to let my heart and brain process what all has been learned and experienced so far. One thing I learned a little bit about was selfless love. Love is searching through an entire room for a spider that was found in a girl's bed. Love is letting that same terrified girl sleep in your twin sized bed with you just so she's not so frightened. Love is having patience with another girl so terrified of the spider she's threatening to go home :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think i'm going to have A LOT more of these moments this summer. But they are so worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-175832347264066193?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/175832347264066193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=175832347264066193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/175832347264066193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/175832347264066193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-and-see.html' title='Come and See...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1794278888380250074</id><published>2009-06-13T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:32:20.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not a whole lot of new information this time. Did my first day of outdoor work program where I spread mulch and dug some trenches. That was pretty ok I don't mind the work, plus it's just more time I get to be around the students. Then I had indoor work pro. the same day and made some pretty stinkin good cookies for a staff member's surprise party we had for her today in girls time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some bad news I got was that my intern coordinators are not letting me leave a week early so I can make it to Josh and Julie's wedding in Maryland. :( That is a huge heartbreak to me and I'm trying really hard not to be angry about it. It's very difficult though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As interns we are required to do counseling for an hour a week. I had never done counseling before but I was really excited to see what it was like. I was kind of afraid I wouldn't have anything to talk about with her. But we ended up talking the entire hour about my family and how they are so awful to me and how it's affected my life in such a negative way...juuuussssttttt kiddin!! I bragged on my family so much and told her how great every single person is and how God has blessed us :) We talked about how I ended up at Johnson and what some of my dreams are for my life. It was funny because she (susan) and I share a lot of the same passions so we were sitting there getting excited about things together. It was neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been a week of ups and downs. Really missing family and friends and familiar places. But also loving the time I get to spend with the students. They are all wonderful. That alone affirms why I am here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1794278888380250074?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1794278888380250074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1794278888380250074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1794278888380250074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1794278888380250074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-whole-lot-of-new-information-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-912088538367541009</id><published>2009-06-07T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:07:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the good times roll...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This week was hecka cool (they say hecka a lot here, it takes the place of very or really, i seem to be picking up the lingo fast) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Before I get started I have to say that I have teh best, craziest, funniest, most awesome rock solid family EVERRRRRR!!!! Extended family and friends are included in that too! I have gotten so many cards, emails, and letters of support since I've been here. It's such a great feeling to know the ones I love and miss back home are thinking of me and covering me in prayer. It means so much to me. You all are the biggest blessing in my life. I couldn't do this without your support and encouragement. I'm thinking and missing and praying for all of you. I can't say this enough but Thank you SO much for encouraging and praying for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I can't remember where I left off in my last update but I'll start from the beginning of the week-ish. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were our intern training days. We did team building activities, had brainstorming meetings, had meetings where each of us had a chance to share our life story with the group and then we were prayed over, and we ate some delicious food. I had lamb for the first time...it was great! I thought it was steak at first haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;On Thursday morning the intern team (minus Nikki) left for Yosemite. It was about a four hour drive and we fit 5 people, all of our luggage and most of our food for the weekend in a little honda civic :) I'm sure we looked like a bunch of clowns piling out of this tiny car, but it made for a better adventure...and gas mileage. A man that one of the interns Marcia worked with opened up his house for us to stay in for the weekend. Friday we went to the park and let me just tell you if you haven't had the chance to go to Yosemite...it's totally worth it. We saw El Capitan (there were lots of climbers going up the enormous face of it!) Bridalveil falls was GORGEOUS, Yosemite falls and just driving through the vally was really beyond description. We were pretty tired by the end of the day. Saturday we went to the park again. We saw Mariposa grove of giant sequoia trees! I can't even tell you how amazing it was to stand next to a tree so enormous! I got to fulfill one of my goals and hug one :) We saw the oldest one in the park called Giant Grizzly. The estimate that it dates back to the time of Cleopatra! It's branches alone are as big and wide as a normal tree!! I'll try to upload pictures as soon as I can get a memory card for my phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;After the grove we drove up to Glacier point, which looks out over the entire Yosemite valley!! Talk about feeling on top of the world! We saw Half Dome and it was HECKA cool! Maybe one day I'll get to climb to the top of it. We could see out for miles and miles. The granite mountain peaks, powerful waterfalls, and deep green valleys captivated me. I was able to see God's beauty and power all mixed up together in his creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;As I was up there I was reflecting on my life so far. It's not been a long one, but in 21 short years God has taken me on some pretty stinkin cool adventures. I've see and done a lot of really amazing things. I feel like my life has been one great adventure after another. I think that's how my whole life is going to be. And that really excites me.  I feel like I am living out what Jesus came to give. "Life, and life to the full." At 21 that's a humbling and amazing feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It's so good to follow him isn't it? Being abandoned to him is the best thing to ever happen to me. It's wrecked my life in the most beautiful way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-912088538367541009?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/912088538367541009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=912088538367541009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/912088538367541009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/912088538367541009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let the good times roll...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2287162419574361877</id><published>2009-05-31T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:37:48.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on the goings on and my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The last few days have kind of been crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yesterday was graduation celebration up in Angel's meadow. The longer I'm here the more I see God's Spirit is moving through everyone staff, interns, and students. Each one of us are a unique testament to God's "amazing grace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; We had a big reception for the students and their families which was very nice. Then all the interns and students headed over to Doug and Mary Parrott's house to hang out, play games and watch a movie. It was such a nice time. Doug and Mary are great people and have the kind of house that as soon as you walk in you feel at home. It was nice to get to relax and hang out with the students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Today was church at the ranch which is always a good time. It was a special day because two of the students were being baptized. That is always a great thing to witness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;As soon as church was over all of the students left to go home for a week of break. The interns got the afternoon off! We went out to pizza at a local place that the staff goes to every week. Then I came back and took a long nap! I think tonight we are going to go see the movie "Up." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;While the students are gone this week we have intern training. I'm not really sure what it will consist of but I'm looking forward to spending lots of time with my other interns and getting to know them better. It will be good bonding time and a chance for us to refresh and be ready for the summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And Trent is really really cool!- written by Trent Thacker (a fellow intern) This is a true statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Something that has been bouncing around in my thoughts is the idea of living with passion. I'm reading Erwin McManus' book "Uprising." It focuses on awakening the soul to live passionately. He writes "...the character of God ignites passion for what is good and true. Our quest is to have God's character formed in us so that His passions might burn in us." I'm praying this summer God's character might be formed even more in me so that his passion burns through me. I'm not sure what this will ignite for my life or where it will lead me. But as always I'm sure it will be an adventure. I'm getting more and more excited about this summer journey and what God is going to do. In this place especially it's very hard to question his goodness and power. He is "over all and through all and in all." I take a lot of peace in knowing that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That's all for now. Thinking of and remembering you all in my prayers. Love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2287162419574361877?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2287162419574361877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2287162419574361877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2287162419574361877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2287162419574361877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-goings-on-and-my-heart.html' title='An update on the goings on and my heart'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-3029046724933275921</id><published>2009-05-27T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:54:25.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some BIG praises!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;God is SOOOOOO good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting to spend lots of time with the students and I'm starting to feel much more comfortable with them. They have received me very positively which is just one of the big praises I have this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the graduation banquet and it's a really big deal here at the ranch. The girls get all dressed up (so do the boys but it's not as exciting for them) The girls spent two hours getting ready, hair makeup, new dresses and all. I did two of the girls hair. It was so great to see all of them in their element. Everyone looked so gorgeous and it was great to just step back and watch them enjoy being adored and enjoying who they are in Christ. They were so "girly" and excited, running around in their dresses and high heeled shoes. I loved watching them love being girls. :) And they all felt pretty, and they were all glowing, and it was awesome. Another praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banquet was to honor the three kids that are graduating from high school this Saturday. It's so wonderful to get to be apart of something so huge in their life. They went from not knowing if they would ever graduate to not only doing it, but doing it well! Praise Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first discipleship meeting with Jackie today. I have gotten to spend time with Jackie over the past few days and she has such a big heart for the Lord and for people. She still struggles with a lot of terrible things that have happened to her in her past, but God is slowly restoring her heart. She and I got an opportunity to just sit and talk about what we are hoping for this relationship and get to know each other a little better. I was nervous going into it because I didn't know how Jackie would respond to me. I know she is uncomfortable with new people and doesn't really like to open up much, but God opened her heart just enough and she read some of her beautiful poetry to me and read some of her favorite verses to me. She said that for the first time ever in her life she was coming into this relationship with an open heart and open hands ready to give and receive. I do think God has so much in store for Jackie and I and he will bind us together as sisters. While I am her discipler, I think God is going to teach much just as much as I hope he teaches her. We will sharpen each other and grow together as friends. It will be such a great journey. This is the biggest praise of all that she feels comfortable with me and is open to what God has in store through the relationship he builds. She is excited about it...and that is MAJOR for her. PRAISE JESUS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am meeting with lots of other people to go over intro stuff. Another intern, Dan, is getting here today which will make our summer intern team complete. I really am so excited for this summer and what God is going to do in me and through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for you all. I still miss you. And I love you a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-3029046724933275921?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3029046724933275921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=3029046724933275921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3029046724933275921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3029046724933275921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-big-praises.html' title='Some BIG praises!!!!'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-6007826449778562912</id><published>2009-05-23T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:05:33.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First 24...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Here's a recap of the first 24 hours here at the ranch. And some travel stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I got up at 3 am Friday morning and left the house at 3:30. Carrie, Mom, Kaylie and I got to the airport at 4:30 and got my bags checked. Easy enough. Then we had a little time to kill before my flight at 6:30. We sat at a table for awhile and talked then the time came for me to go through security and be completely on my own. I said a very tearful goodbye and walked through security where 3 people asked if i was alright and one gave me a tissue. So there I am walking through the airport crying and people are staring but I didn't care. I had about an hour before my flight so i got a starbucks passion fruit shaken lemonade ice tea ( it makes me feel cool that I get a long-titled drink) then i went and waited for my flight. The Lord gave me a good gift when I found th at the two people that were supposed to sit next to me on the flight didn't show up! So i got to lay down and sort of sleep for the two hour flight to houston. I got off the plane in houston and waited for about an hour for my connection to Sacramento...that was not as great of a flight. It was 3 1/2 hours and I was just irritated and ready to stop traveling. I finally landed in california at 10:45 (their time is three hours behind the mid-west FYI) So by this time I had been up for almost 12 hours. Jessa who is in charge of the food here at the ranch, picked me up and we went around to different places that donate lots of food to the ranch. We finally made it back around 3:30 (6:30 your time) I met a whole lot of people in a very short amount of time! It was really overwhelming. I then got a chance to unpack my stuff in my room and kind of organize myself. That was really nice. Every friday the intern team goes out for a few hours to hang out so that's what i did last night. We went over to a former intern's relatives house for a really good meal. We got back at 10. I was EXHAUSTED! I had been up for almost 24 hours. I went straight to my room and talked to my sister, then fell asleep. They were very nice and let me sleep in so I chose to sleep til 10. Every saturday morning they have a thing called "girls time" where the girls hang out and do fun things together. This morning that time included watching a moving and doing make-up :) Then it was lunchtime. I got to sit and talk with some of the students. Then I had a meeting with JP one of the intern coordinator's. He gave me my key and handbook which is like the intern "bible" explaining all of the rules and the way things are run and work around the ranch. Now i'm in my office. Yea...I have an office...and my own desk. I feel so legit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It's been such a whirlwind!! I'm not completely sure what to expect or think or feel about all of it. I get the next couple of weeks to really get used to being here, then my "real" responsibilities will start. We have the student graduation on Saturday then the students will all go home for a week at which time the interns will have training and bonding time. We may get to go to Yosemite! YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It's going to take awhile for me to not feel like the "oddball" I just need to give time to let relationships form and grow. I do think it's going to be a great experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It's funny how God completely answered all my prayers concerning this internship. I asked him to take me out of my element  where I would have to rely totally him...and he certainly came through with that. I know i'm not going to make it through unless he's guiding me. I'm glad that I have this opportunity. I'm nervous and scared and excited and unsure...but God is here with me and he's gonna lead. So i'm ready for whatever he has to show me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Love and miss you all VERY much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-6007826449778562912?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6007826449778562912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=6007826449778562912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6007826449778562912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6007826449778562912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-24.html' title='The First 24...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1243550893532077574</id><published>2009-05-03T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:25:01.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At Crossings we're talking aboutreally important things that are central to what we believe. Things that are really hard to explain. As a Christian it's really easy to take the good things like love and compassion and doing good, but it's the things we can't explain or that seem to contradict those other things that we avoid and stumble over. Like the concept of hell for one example. I love this series. It's really intense and heavy stuff. But I think the entire community is going to benefit greatly from it. I am so glad I am a part of a community that dares to think about such things that are difficult to explain. That dares to explore the murky waters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1243550893532077574?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1243550893532077574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1243550893532077574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1243550893532077574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1243550893532077574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-crossings-were-talking-aboutreally.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-3729770297330198785</id><published>2009-04-11T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:49:27.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here's something that I have once again been hit with. I am blessed beyond measure. People say that all the time that they are blessed but I wonder if they understand the weight of it. Blessed--divinely favored, that's the way the all-knowing Webster defines it. I am divinely favored. Favored by the Almighty God. Isn't it beautifully humbling to find that our God  honors and favors us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm a lot more honored than I give God credit for. I have the most amazing family I could ever imagine. We are solid in our love for each other. We actually like being around one another and spending time together. Something that unfortunately is very rare. I go to a school that is really pretty incredible. Although I complain about it sometimes and get tired of it, I really love it. It's cheap, for one thing, because of the generosity of others. It's a place that I'm getting a great education while surrounded by people who really love Jesus. I have met some wonderful friends that are very close to my heart. I have way too much food and way too nice of a place to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It makes me wonder why God chose to put me in this position. Why am I the one sleeping in a big warm bed with a full belly at night? Why am I not the one sleeping on the cold hard ground? Why am I not the girl who wound up with cruddy parents who don't care? Why am i not the one who goes days without any food at all, or who has to walk miles just for clean water? This is not to say that I think those without all of these things are not honored by God, because I am sure they are favored and honored in a way that I am not. But I still wonder...Why did God choose me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I have no idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And what do I do with the position I have been given? Move...i think that's what I do. I move, and I let the Spirit move. And I use the blessings and the position I have been given to let Christ's love be shown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Goodness my...God floors me. I love him more and more every single day. I delight in him. And what is truly amazing is that he delights in me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-3729770297330198785?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3729770297330198785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=3729770297330198785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3729770297330198785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3729770297330198785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-9157540722256203646</id><published>2009-03-22T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:56:45.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimney Tops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very best friend in the whole world Lauren came into town this weekend along with another friend, Jeremy! It was such a GREAT weekend! Friday we walked all around Old City and Market Square. Saturday we went hiking up the Chimney's and it was the most perfect day for it. Once we got to the top we stayed there for about an hour and a half! It is SO beautiful up there! Completely worth the two mile really steep and rigorous hike! I am so blown away by God's beauty and majesty. Here are some pictures from the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ6x3WLSJI/AAAAAAAAADg/XF6is0o2Gmg/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316071407246592146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ6x3WLSJI/AAAAAAAAADg/XF6is0o2Gmg/s320/DSC01517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ6_IT6TcI/AAAAAAAAADo/sAXn95kCZHM/s1600-h/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316071635138792898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ6_IT6TcI/AAAAAAAAADo/sAXn95kCZHM/s320/DSC01519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7jmV4alI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MJteXaaHMEk/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316072261675412050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7jmV4alI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MJteXaaHMEk/s320/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7W_ZBO-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/-UZsocyfei4/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316072045061159906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7W_ZBO-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/-UZsocyfei4/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7Ie6jGKI/AAAAAAAAADw/R8cNbuQFXtQ/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316071795825252514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ7Ie6jGKI/AAAAAAAAADw/R8cNbuQFXtQ/s320/DSC01525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-9157540722256203646?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/9157540722256203646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=9157540722256203646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/9157540722256203646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/9157540722256203646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/chimney-tops.html' title='Chimney Tops'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/ScZ6x3WLSJI/AAAAAAAAADg/XF6is0o2Gmg/s72-c/DSC01517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-6867979171197639078</id><published>2009-03-16T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:00:07.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He knows my heart so well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God is like....the best thing to ever invade my life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got to spend the whole weekend with my brother-in-law and sister and niece. It was really like "the old days" when Carrie, Chris and I would hang out all of the time. I miss those times a lot. But it's better now because little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt; is there and she adds a certain flare to the crew that none of us grown ups could bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She is so awesome! And Carrie and Chris are such amazing parents! If there's one thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt; will never EVER lack it is LOVE LOVE AND MORE LOVE. We are all obsessed with that beautiful baby girl. And we get excited about the dumbest things. I never thought i would be so excited about a baby pooping. But she did and I was so happy for her because she hadn't in like a day (which is not good for babies) Carrie cried a little, Chris was so grossed out because it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NAAASSSTTTTTYYYYY&lt;/span&gt; and i was dancing around with her singing "you cute little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt;, good job little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt;" Babies bring out the strange in people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We watched a movie called fireproof made by the same people who did facing the giants. It was really good. Acting wasn't so great, some of it was cheesy, but the concept of it was really good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was having a rough day today because it's getting hard to leave home. I don't really want to be here right now. Not just because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt; but because I really do miss my family. I miss being around them and hanging out with them as much as i want. It's just a hard time in life to be away. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; dealing with other things as well, so it was just a hard day. I spent most of it driving so all i had to do was think about everything and i didn't like it. By the time i got back to school i was at a breaking point. I was parking my car and i started crying and i said "God i need you. I really need to know that you're near me and that you love me and you're looking out for me. I really need that." And i came in my room and started unpacking then checked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and on there was a video message from Erin Titus that was just an encouraging word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There He was. God heard me. He loves me. He's looking out for me. He most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; cares what's going on in my heart. And he knew I needed that message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ya know, God is much bigger than I give him credit for. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCH BIGGER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This time is still hard, but God is going to keep sending me his messages through his Word and his people. And he will let me know that he is near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's all I need to know now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-6867979171197639078?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6867979171197639078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=6867979171197639078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6867979171197639078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/6867979171197639078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-knows-my-heart-so-well.html' title='He knows my heart so well'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-5387323942742623699</id><published>2009-03-09T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:37:43.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylie Joanne Butler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My niece was born on Saturday March 7th at 6:20 am weighing 6lbs 5oz 19 3/4 inches long with a full head of dark hair, big full lips and chubby cheeks. Kaylie was 5 weeks early but all of the doctors said she looked and acted like a full term baby. Everyone gets to go home tomorrow morning! PRAISE GOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Carrie was induced Friday morning at 930. By 9 that night she had her water broken. At three am she got her epidural. At 5 am her epidural sent her into excruciating pain. Since she had been on bedrest for almost a month the nerves in her back were bunched together and really tight so when the epidural delivered more medicine to her it sent those nerves into spasms. Since Carrie was in so much pain they decided to do an emergency c-section within the hour. Mom and I got to say goodbye to her as they wheeled her away. She came back an hour and a half later feeling tired but ok. They sent kaylie up to NICU for about 6 hours to be observed and checked out then she got to come downstairs for some food and quality time with mama and dad. Me and the rest of my family got to see her around 230. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holding her for the first time was like nothing I have ever experienced before. I am absolutely head over heels in love with this little girl. She is my obsession :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Carrie asked me to stay the night in the hospital with them the first night so that she and chris could get some sleep while I sat up with kaylie. It was great to have the little time with her. I got the privelege of changing her first poopy diaper. She tooted so loud it was hilarious. She also almost peed on me. She chose to wait till i had the diaper almost off until she peed. Luckily i blocked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; She is such a good baby, rarely cries and if she does its because she's uncovered or she can't find her hands. She loves her mama and daddy and recognizes their voices immediately. When she just wants to let people know she's here she makes these cute little whimpering noises that are really high pitched and adorable.When her eyes are opened she is really responsive and alert to things around her. Her favorite places to be are against her mama or her daddy's chest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think she's the funniest, smartest, most beautiful baby girl in the whole world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-5387323942742623699?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5387323942742623699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=5387323942742623699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5387323942742623699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5387323942742623699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/kaylie-joanne-butler.html' title='Kaylie Joanne Butler'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1048147224521725679</id><published>2009-03-01T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:35:19.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was reading through a little bit if Isaiah tonight and I came across a passage that I had read before and loved and I just wanted to share it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"For Zion's sake I will not keep silent, for Jerusalem's sake I will not remain quiet, till her righteousness shines out like the dawn, her salvation like a blazing torch. The nations will see your righteousness, and all kings your glory; you will be called by a new name that the mouth of the Lord will bestow. You will be a crown of splendor in the Lord's hand, a royal diadem in the hand of your God. No longer will they call you Deserted, or name your land Desolate. But you will be called Hephzibah (my Delight) and your land Beulah (married) for teh Lord will take delight in you, and your land will be married. As a young man marries a maiden, so will your sons (Builder) marry you; as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride, so will your God rejoice over you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;                                                                                              - Isaiah 62:1-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I like that God sees us. He knows out hearts. He knows how dirty and worn out they are. And He takes it anyway, and He tells us we're valuable and that He delights in us and rejoices over us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1048147224521725679?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1048147224521725679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1048147224521725679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1048147224521725679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1048147224521725679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-name.html' title='A New Name...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-4875289505350342045</id><published>2009-02-16T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:56:50.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my life right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My sister is in the hospital on bed rest. She has mild pre-clampsia (don't know how to spell that for sure) basically it's just when you have high blood pressure and rapid weight gain and some other stuff. Right now it's ok, but eventually it will become severe and they will have to deliver the baby early either naturally or by c-section. The doctors think it will most likely be c-section and the baby will be a little bit early. Carrie is 33 weeks along so we are all praying she carries her for another 2 or 3 weeks so she won't have to be in the NICU for very long at all. She weighs 4 pounds right now :) So tiny, but still growing. Right now she is doing great. She is so active especially when they strap the heart monitors around Carrie, she kicks them! I guess she doesn't like things invading her space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Carrie has a good attitude. Sitting in bed all day and not walking around gets aggitating and boring, but she is a good mama and willing to do anything to help her baby be healthy. I'm so proud of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Meanwhile, it stinks being away. I went home this weekend and spent some of friday, half of saturday and all of sunday with her. I hate not being around to help out and keep her company. My mom and Chris are very tired and stressed. Someone always has to be at the hospital with her so it's a pretty crazy schedule for both of them. But they are really hoping it will continue to be for another few weeks. I wish i was there to help out more. Jonathon and I will be going home every weekend from now until the baby is born so we can help out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got to take some outfits over to Carrie to pick out the baby's going home outfit. She picked out two different ones just in case she is really super small. They are very cute. I also packed a bear that her daddy got her and her baby blanket that Carrie and I hope she will take with her wherever she goes for the rest of her life (Carrie and I both have blankets like that, we still have them and take them everywhere...people make fun of us. we don't care). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A lot of people have been to the hospital to see her already. And even more have emailed my mom asking if they can help out at all. My family and I are more blessed than I ever realized to have SO many people around us that love and care for us. I am so thankful for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I will do better about keeping this updated now that i really have something to say haha. Things you can be praying about are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Carrie would continue to have a good attitude and not get discouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Carrie would be as physically comfortable as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~The baby would stay put for another 3 weeks (at least)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Chris and my mom (Kathy) would get good rest at night and not stress out too bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Safe travel for my brother and I as we will be covering a lot of miles traveling back and forth from home to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~The baby would continue to grow and develop and arrive a very healthy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-4875289505350342045?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4875289505350342045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=4875289505350342045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/4875289505350342045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/4875289505350342045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-life-right-now.html' title='This is my life right now...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2680208878264261423</id><published>2009-01-19T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:19:19.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's Normal Till you Get to Know Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;created&lt;/span&gt; to draw life and nourishment from one another the way the roots of an oak tree draw life from the soil. Community=living in vital connectedness with others-is essential to human life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've been back at school for a week today. Sometimes it feels like I have been here for a whole month, other times it feels like just a couple days. I'm not sure what that means for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have a single room this semester and that has been nice in that i get space just to myself and have a retreat from everything. A place the think with no interruptions. I miss Jenelle so I'm glad she is just across the hall :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesterday I picked up a book that I have to read for my Ministry Relationships class called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Everybody's&lt;/span&gt; Normal Till You Get To Know Them" by John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ortberg&lt;/span&gt;. That is where the quote above comes from. I wasn't thrilled at all about having to read this book. The title sounds so weird to me. But it was for an assignment so I picked it up anyway and started to read. And I love it. He talks all about living in community and how vital it is for us. That God made us for each other and our hearts are made to long for deep connection with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am longing for connection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Being back here at school has been very difficult for me. Molly, Julie, and Caleb are all gone. And that's a very strange thing for me. I have found myself withdrawing from people this week. It's been hard for me to connect with anyone. It's not something I'm used to having to put effort towards. That had always come easily to me in the past. But now I'm struggling with it a lot. It's so weird to me how I can be surrounded by a thousand people who love Jesus and are around me everyday...and I still feel alone. I think this is a learning time and growing time for me. I can choose to be withdrawn and shy away from people this whole semester and be miserable, or I can choose to make the effort and invest time in others and have a great semester. I'm choosing the latter. I need to learn how to connect with people again. I just have to be brave enough to make the effort and let people get close to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2680208878264261423?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2680208878264261423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2680208878264261423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2680208878264261423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2680208878264261423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybodys-normal-till-you-get-to-know.html' title='Everybody&apos;s Normal Till you Get to Know Them'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2977052831387058152</id><published>2008-12-11T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:22:59.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts off the cuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Here are some of my thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. Open dorms at Johnson are really silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Doc's classes are the best when he goes off on tangents. I learn the most from his tangents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. I really like Andy Davis' song Believable Doubt. It speaks to my heart. Check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. I got chocolate's and a card in the mail today from someone i barely know. It brightened my day a whole lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5. Chris Dunbar posted a challenge to "say what ya need to say." No matter what. I'm gonna do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;6. The website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamsecond.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;www.iamsecond.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; is way cool. Check that out too. Jesus changes everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;7. I really like writing in my journal. And drawing in it. I do it a lot lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8. Christ came to set us free...i'm learning the weight and true meaning of those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. I've been having really weird dreams lately. That make no sense at all and i wake up laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;10. Matt Wertz has a great song called "everything's right" it reminds me of my life :) not because of anything I have done...but because of Jesus...he makes it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;11. I am thinking of going to Chicago with some friends over break. I'm excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;12. My parents are the nicest people ever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;13. I'm really gonna miss Molly next semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;14. Painting has become such a beautiful escape for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;15. I really need to get my correspondence course done over break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;16. I hope I pass the bio clep so i can graduate early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;17. I think God is wrecking my life. I'm really thankful for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;18. Dave Barnes is probably the funniest person ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;19. I wanna make my own candy over break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;20. My sister saw my niece on the ultrasound yesterday. She has her lips. She's gonna be gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;21. Adam Grant sings "I hear the prophet calling" so well. I fall in love with him a little every time he does haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;22. I'm nervous about next semester. Lots of things will be very very different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23. I hope i get a job at Starbucks. I've always wanted to be a barista =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;24. I can't wait to go to the art cafe when i get home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;25. ew i just ate a molasses chocolate thing...it was very molasses-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;26. I should probably start studying for finals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;27. I really wanna get at least 30 thoughts on this list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;28. Tuesday's worship in chapel is just what i needed. It's ironic how emptying myself can fill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;29. I've been in kind of a loner mood lately...and I'm ok with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;30. I still wanna see lion king at the Murat at home. I hope i get to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the words of Dunbar...Love Loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2977052831387058152?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2977052831387058152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2977052831387058152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2977052831387058152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2977052831387058152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/12/thoughts-off-cuff.html' title='Thoughts off the cuff...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1825903112956877442</id><published>2008-12-09T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:12:00.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the journey begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Creating your own 1001 Day Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Mission:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Criteria:Tasks must be specific (ie. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and stretching (ie. represent some amount of work on my part).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Why 1001 Days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Many people have created lists in the past - frequently simple goals such as new year's resolutions. The key to beating procrastination is to set a deadline that is realistic. 1001 Days (about 2.75 years) is a better period of time than a year, because it allows you several seasons to complete the tasks, which is better for organizing and timing some tasks such as overseas trips or outdoor activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Drum roll please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1. get a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. have a teacup yorkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. backpack through Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. live in a city apartment/loft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5. teach a workshop at a big convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6. paint a huge picture from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7. write a letter to all my friends telling them how much they mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8. graduate college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9. go skydiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10. learn to surf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;11. own a mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;12. write a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;finish my neice's painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;14. write a letter to each member of my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;15. have my own youth group kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;16. spend an entire day in solitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;17. learn to knit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;18. make a scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;19. learn to play guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;be there to hold my neice the day she is born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;21. thank my dad for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;22. make another prayer journal for someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;23. take a random road trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;24. see the grand canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;25. see an actual broadway play in NYC or chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;26. spend all day in a bookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;have sushi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;28. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hike the chimney's*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;29. deliver the message on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;30. Watch the sunrise from a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;31. Go to Memphis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Show Lauren all around knoxville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;33. Go a whole month spending no money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;34. Read a book a month for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;35. Don't buy clothes for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;36. Get a good digital camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;37. Play spoons in a pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;38. Do an in depth, detailed study over one book of the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;39. Swim in the Pacific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;40. Have the girls over to my house before graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;41. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Visit Lauren at Purdue for a weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;42. Take my mama on a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;43. Ride the trolly downtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;44. Dance in the middle of Market Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;45. Play in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. Slip-n-slide down the White House lawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;47. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Finish an entire journal*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;48. Go to starbucks at three in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;49. Sleep naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;50. Swim with dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;51. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Break into a hotel pool at night and swim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;52. Sleep on a trampoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;53. Take creative pictures and decorate my apartment with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;54. Make a DVD of OneTruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;55. Read the Bible cover to cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;56. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ride a real train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;57. Take food to a homeless person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;58. Learn to snowboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;59. Go on a trip just me and my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;60. See Dave Barnes in concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;61. Camp in my backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;62. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Be an all-american athelete*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;63. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Go tubing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;64. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Visit Grandma and Grandpa in Florida by myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;65. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Listen to my grandparent's stories*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;66. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep a blog*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;67. Do "family photo's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;68. Visit all the small shops in knoxville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;69. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Go to a UT volleyball game*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;70. Memorize Romans 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;71. Change the message on an obnoxious church sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;72. go cliff jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;73. read the irresistable revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;74. work at a coffee shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;75. give away all the clothes i don't wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;76. fast for three days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;77. go fishing with my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;78. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;stand in two countries at once*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;79. go garage sale shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;80. Go to Christmas at the zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;81. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;walk on the beach at night*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;82. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hug a redwood tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;83. take art classes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;84. use a pottery wheel (idk if its called that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;85. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lead a girl to Christ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;86. sleep outside on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;87. befriend a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;88. have a camp-out with my little brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;89. take Reagan out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;90. skinny dip in a lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;91. stand behind a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;92. go scuba diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;93. own all seasons of boy meets world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;94. learn to play piano...better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;95. sacrifice something for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;96. write a song with my brother-in-law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;97. buy a longboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;98. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;decorate my neice's room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;99. go on a cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;100. buy a hookah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;101. make my own throw pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The ones in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; are the ones i've already done...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1825903112956877442?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1825903112956877442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1825903112956877442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1825903112956877442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1825903112956877442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-journey-begin.html' title='Let the journey begin...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-1083247549091893024</id><published>2008-12-04T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:03:43.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Sweet It Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;With everything going on lately I have found it really difficult to dive into the Word. My heart just hasn't been there or into it really. I think that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; too. I used to think I was a terrible person for going through periods of time where my heart just wasn't into reading the Bible. I've learned recently though, it's not about reading, it's about the time and it's about what God can speak to my heart through it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've certainly been crying out to God a whole lot during the last few days. That's how I've connected with him...and on a much deeper level than i would have if i had just sat down and mindlessly read my Bible. God and I have had some words over the last week and a half. And it's been real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But tonight, i felt my heart gravitating back towards the Word, as it eventually does when i go through times like this. So I opened back up to where I left off in Isaiah 42. And God spoke loudly to me. First what captured me was this &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Fear not, for i have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine." 42:2&lt;/span&gt;  I was struck by the abruptness of the words. "you are mine." the end. I am his, he has called out to me by name and I have nothing to fear, because I AM HIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The next thing that struck me, and I found it pretty funny because my friend Molly and I had been discussing this verse just a few days ago, was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Isaiah 43:19 "See I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland."&lt;/span&gt; With all that has happened in the last couple weeks I have been fearful of a lot. I have been hurting and questioning and worrying that I will never be alright after having experienced all of this. And then there's this verse. And God reassures me that he IS doing something new in my heart. It's coming. He's making the darkness into light. He's bringing restoration for my heart. I take so much comfort in that. And I actually find myself excited over it. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God is doing a new thing in my heart. :)&lt;/span&gt; whew...there are no words for that feeling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't know what it could be, or where it could lead me. But he's doing something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-1083247549091893024?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1083247549091893024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=1083247549091893024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1083247549091893024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/1083247549091893024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-sweet-it-is.html' title='How Sweet It Is...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-2335293016066088046</id><published>2008-11-30T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:08:31.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sometimes I just do not like waiting on God to show me what he's doing and why and where he's taking me. I just don't like it. the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-2335293016066088046?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2335293016066088046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=2335293016066088046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2335293016066088046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/2335293016066088046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/fyi.html' title='fyi....'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-3893136979081551340</id><published>2008-11-18T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:19:27.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Body of Believers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been blown away at the incredible support and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt; from the body of Christ. I think I take for granted how amazing and powerful it is to live in community with other believers. It is powerful because God is present, he dwells among believers gathered. It is amazing because...well because it is :) I am truly humbled to walk alongside some of the men and women that I do every single day. It has helped me see Jesus in a whole new way and I have fallen even more in love with him. I was struck by this verse a few months ago, and it's coming up again. "May the God who gives you endurance and encouragement give you a spirit of unity among yourselves as you follow Christ Jesus, so that with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE HEART AND MOUTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. " Romans 15:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We walk this journey together to glorify our awesome God. What an adventure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-3893136979081551340?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3893136979081551340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=3893136979081551340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3893136979081551340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/3893136979081551340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/body-of-believers.html' title='A Body of Believers'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-5134924789011142574</id><published>2008-11-10T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:54:17.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So as of late my prayer has been that God would prepare my heart for my internship this summer. It's a doozy. I'm going out to Northern California to work at a ranch that is for people ages 16-25 who check themselves into this program because they have substance abuse problems, come from abusive backgrounds, struggle with anger, depression...the list goes on. My job will be to mentor and disciple the students there. I get to love them like Jesus loves them. And it's an amazing opportunity for me. This is my heart and my passion. I know I'm going to learn and grow sooooo much while I'm there. I am going by myself so I will have to completely rely on Jesus which is just what I want. I am, however, sort of scared. I'm scared of leaving the comfort of the midwestern culture that I have been brought up in. I'm scared of leaving Caleb for three months. I'm scared I won't know what to do or say to these people when I get out there and I will not be able to help them. I'm scared of feeling lonely and overwhelmed with sadness for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But I take comfort in knowing my Jesus is bigger than all of that. And I have no fear in him. He is taking care of all of this, and there is no way i could do it without him. He is going with me. He has paved the way. And now he is preparing my heart for his greater purposes. I'm excited about this new adventure he is taking me on. It's going to be hard. It's going to be fun. It's going to be life-changing. I'm ready to take it all in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-5134924789011142574?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5134924789011142574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=5134924789011142574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5134924789011142574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5134924789011142574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/prepare-way.html' title='Prepare the way...'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-5376088375534430224</id><published>2008-11-05T09:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:12:11.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A King and a Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"My first allegiance is not to a flag, a country, or a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My first allegiance is not to democracy or blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's to a King and a Kingdom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;These words are from a song by Derek Webb. And with all of the stuff going on with the election I just wanted to remind myself, and others, that this is not the most important thing in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We serve a BIG GOD. A God who is MUCH bigger than politics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let's keep an eternal perspective. There are bigger things going on than who is currently president. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let your first allegiance be to the King and his Kingdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Shalom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-5376088375534430224?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5376088375534430224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=5376088375534430224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5376088375534430224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5376088375534430224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/king-and-kingdom.html' title='A King and a Kingdom'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-5054151417925750797</id><published>2008-09-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:24:59.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin it out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've been very busy since i've been back in the south. It feels good to be here and doing all the normal things, but i rarely get some real down time. Here are some things that i'm workin out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. school work- classes are great, so far i like em a lot, i just have a whole lot of homework all the time. But that's ok... I'm up for the challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. Internship- I have decided to go to california for my internship this summer. I am so excited about this because it's right up my alley in what I want to do with life. I get to live with 3 or 4 girls who have checked themselves into this ranch because they have substance abuse problemes, they have come from dysfunctional families, or they have been abused, etc. I get to mentor and disciple them and just show them the love of Christ. God has totally provided a great oppotunity for me here. I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. Volleyball- The team is awesome. I love all the girls. We get along great. We work hard and do our best all the time. I love that. I think this year is our best chance so far to win the banner. OCU is going down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. Homiletics- this is my preaching class... yeesh! I am the only girl in there, which doesn't intimidate me, however, this is going to be very stretching for me because i am not the "preaching" type. I am more of the small group sharing thoughts sorta gal. But I am excited to see what God can teach me through this experience. I have to preach once in class and once outside of class. Begin praying for me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. Brother- It's been weird and awesome having Jonathon here. I am so happy he is slowly adjusting and that he is enjoying himself. I get to see him at least once a day. My biggest challenge is trying not to "mother" him. I always want to make sure he's OK and making friends and getting his homework done, and while that's all good... I know he needs to do it on his own. I get to just be the big sister, an example, and it's been nice to just watch him and look out for him. He's doing really well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. Listening- I'm working on listening for God's voice a lot more. I am trying to make my time with Jesus very intentional and let him saturate me. I'm also trying to develop a deeper prayer life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So this semester has started off pretty well. It's gonna be a great one i think. I'm leaving you with some pictures from our Milligan game last tuesday! The End. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLJOD8FmAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TCWwOXZfXfM/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242974159625361410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLJOD8FmAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TCWwOXZfXfM/s320/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYI7Z5rI/AAAAAAAAACA/W70xxdospj0/s1600-h/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242975432274994866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYI7Z5rI/AAAAAAAAACA/W70xxdospj0/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYIFlXPI/AAAAAAAAACI/5Dh0-h4HdVA/s1600-h/IMG_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242975432049253618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYIFlXPI/AAAAAAAAACI/5Dh0-h4HdVA/s320/IMG_1415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYb_VIHI/AAAAAAAAACY/Bsp_Db6nynQ/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242975437391732850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYb_VIHI/AAAAAAAAACY/Bsp_Db6nynQ/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYcNGL5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wziFM522FTE/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242975437449473938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLKYcNGL5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wziFM522FTE/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-5054151417925750797?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5054151417925750797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=5054151417925750797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5054151417925750797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/5054151417925750797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/workin-it-out.html' title='Workin it out.'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_48w2OfOtY90/SMLJOD8FmAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TCWwOXZfXfM/s72-c/IMG_1332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-8807889887077946816</id><published>2008-08-11T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:08:26.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin...some thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Soooo... I haven't written anything for a super duper long time. Hopefully I will get better at this when I move back to school. Big things are happenin in the next month and big decisions have to be made soon. 1. My younger brother and I are moving into school. It's his first year... parents are empty nesting. I'm a little nervous for them. I know it's going to be a huge adjustment. 2. Volleyball is starting back up with lots of new girls. I'm really excited for all of it. It's going to be an incredible season and I really hope we can get to the point where we treat this as our ministry. 3. I have a hard academic semester coming up but i'm up for the challenge. I am most excited about taking prophets with doc and homiletics with overdorf. Homiletics is going to stretch me a lot, I don't mind speaking in front of people but I've never talked about things that are so close to my heart in front of a crowd... it will be interesting. 4. It's that time to start thinking about internships. Caleb and I were both offered a 7 month internship in Brasil starting January of 2009. We need to decide if we're going to take it by the end of August so that we can start raising support and I can get a passport. I am also going to look into other opportunities as soon as I get back to Johnson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So these are just some things that have been bouncin around in my head and have been consistantly in my prayers. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-8807889887077946816?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8807889887077946816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=8807889887077946816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8807889887077946816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8807889887077946816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/08/leavinsome-thoughts.html' title='Leavin...some thoughts.'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200217734302666767.post-8015128991187802716</id><published>2008-07-09T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:02:01.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 21 Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's funny how giddy I feel on my birthday... even still at 21 I get excited about this day. Is it childish? Yea, maybe a little. But i don't care. I love this day! I love celebrating with my friends and family. And I love the time i get to reflect back on not only the last year, but also the last 21 years. I like to think about where I'm going, where I've been, what I have accomplished, and what I hope to still accomplish. All in all I would say it's been a pretty full life. But there is still much to be done. There is still a lot of living and experiences left for me. It makes me really excited. I feel like I have done quite a bit in my life and seen a lot of things. But when I put it in perspective of what all I haven't seen or done yet... there is still so much more to my life. There is so much more God has to show me. There are more places to visit. More people to impact. To be 21 and sold out for Jesus... what an exciting time in life! What an adventure to live! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1200217734302666767-8015128991187802716?l=uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8015128991187802716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1200217734302666767&amp;postID=8015128991187802716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8015128991187802716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1200217734302666767/posts/default/8015128991187802716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uprisingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-21-today.html' title='I&apos;m 21 Today'/><author><name>Katie Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12618466965364374928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
