<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 04:04:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Fire A Volley! AMEN!</title><description></description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-2107640409850210133</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 02:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-10T20:33:39.342-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Do you ever think to live each day like it's your last? Worship God to the fullest, give Him praise, honour and glory with every breath that He gives you? With the blink of an eye and a beat of a heart life can change. But as the Holy Dove moves in you, every breath you drew was Hallelujah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy is something that is eneviable but constant. But should we look at a death as a tragedy? Yeah he's taken from us here on earth but he's in Heaven, where we're meant to be. I dreamt of him walking through the gates of heaven, first realizing what had happened. Despite the pain and anger on earth, a smile appears on his face and he says to himself, "I'm home!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't understand but we have no need to ask why. It's the will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We'll see you again on the shores of heaven, or maybe in the snow covered mountains, chill with God and throw pebbles in the lake. Look down, look wide, you touched each that came in contact with you...you will be missed, never forgotten, and always loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-2107640409850210133?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-ever-think-to-live-each-day-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-2375367120485658839</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-08T09:15:26.498-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Sorry! I do have a reason for the lack of blogging...I forgot my log-in name and password, I have so many different ones! But I just figured it out, did you know that they can email you some of the information for you account, boy I'm not the brightest! But anyways I've cracked the mystery that is my password so I can blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best thing for right now would be an update. I graduated, despite the procrastination, late nights, missed classes, lack of secondary sources and in the case of Global Christianity an entire book report! It's done, my post secondary career as I know it is over...at least for about a year and then who knows! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has given me so much in my short 21 years and he continues to give, a job has been His latest gift with any bit of weight. I'm contracted for a year at my church in East Toronto as the Community Service Coordinator. Kid-Z-Own, volunteers, and Christmas Kettles are just a few things that will be under my watch. I'm excited about it, I believe it'll be good for myself, the church, and the community. I do request your prayers and thank-you for the support I know you give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than those two achievements not much has been happening in my life, I've just been relaxing, having my first summer vacation in 5 years. I did however, buy a MacBook which is freakin' sweet! That is also exciting! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out and have peace in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-2375367120485658839?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-i-do-have-reason-for-lack-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-6442660669492425295</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-09T11:44:23.159-07:00</atom:updated><title>How many times do you have to be punched to realize it hurts?</title><description>As you sit here, in your PJ's listening to Jack's Mannequin; eating the breakfast of champions...Reece Puffs you think to yourself...Me what the hect? Why aren't you finishing your paper? You idiot, you only have to write the intro and do the bibliography...move! *She takes a mouthful of cereal* Being up all night, not sleeping for 24 hours really does the body good, until you attend class (which you eventually leave due to pure exhaustion) needing to pay attention *takes another mouthful* because it's the final class of the year and they're discussing the exam. But you can't stay awake, "maybe I should have started my assignment earlier so that I wouldn't have had to stay up all night to finish!" But oh well, it's done now, handed in and there's no turning! You went to bed for a couple of hours. *Another spoonful in your tummy* Wake up and you are here...still procrastinating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-6442660669492425295?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-many-times-do-you-have-to-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-5699336060792560327</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-23T07:25:34.212-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Cloud and the Flower</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A barren land with a single, lonely flower.&lt;br /&gt;The morning dewdrops sit so silently as the sun peaks above the edge.&lt;br /&gt;As lonely as the flower is, its beauty surpasses the beauty of all things.&lt;br /&gt;To see its pain, to hear its cries makes it all the more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;As the sun continues to rise, the dew dries and the flower becomes exposed.&lt;br /&gt;Exposed for the entire world to see, only no one is there. No animal, man or even blade of grass.&lt;br /&gt;The cries of the flower can be heard across the land but still it sits alone.&lt;br /&gt;“Who will shield me from the scorching sun?” Wails the suffering flower.&lt;br /&gt;No One!&lt;br /&gt;Until, a glorious cloud, with colors of night, slowly makes its way across the vast sky. Sits, hovering above the land waiting, waiting for that precise moment. It has been so long that this cloud has been above this land, it’s done so much to deserve nothing.          “ Should I release and give life to this land?” Wonders the bitter cloud.&lt;br /&gt;That is when the cries of the innocent can be heard, the praise and the prays are lifted up. The heart of the cloud breaks with sadness and it gives way.&lt;br /&gt;Life to the hopeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-5699336060792560327?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/03/cloud-and-flower.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-4179068284765511948</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-02T15:57:34.427-08:00</atom:updated><title>What's goin' on inside of me?</title><description>So reading week is over, to which all I can say is "Holy Crap, the semester is flying by!" I went Ohio to visit Lez, it was good, to spend time with her, juts to see her! It was needed more than anything. I had a good experience, a burden was lifted but I came home to another one! Work has been stressful lately. Not the actual job but the people. Nothing is ever good enough, my life is not as stressful as theirs, I'm not as busy as they are! It's frustrating, I care about these people (I should considering I spend 40 hours a week with them!) but they've become so unbelievable adjutating! They call me cranky and bitchy, they feel they can because I, unlike them, haven't worked for 41 hours. But oh no...I can't talk about the fact that I'm in school as well, because that's not as stressful as having to raise my roomates 5 year old, and I don't have a wife! People who have never gone to university, in my opinion, have no right to even compare their stresses against the stress of papers, exams, and the like! I don't dispute the fact that they have stressful lives, but when they demean me and my stresses and are constantly comparing and judging me because I'm having a crappy day drives me mad! I wish I could just look them in the eyes and say, "You know what you can do? You can buggar off!" But I won't, I'll just continue to take it and every now and then rant on my blog like this...I apologize in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-4179068284765511948?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-goin-on-inside-of-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-117091398451202623</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-07T21:53:04.523-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bob is a wise man!</title><description>So the other day at work a gentleman came in looking for the copy of Shawshank Redemption that he had on reserve. As I proceeded to help him he started to talk to me. Talk to me about, well, a lot of things. His first comment was that Tim Robbins character and he were the same person. They were very similar. So he decided to tell me about his adventures with the correctional service in Ontario, he even showed me a check that came from the system. He was a real nice guy, he talked a lot, like 45 minutes, creeped me out a bit at first, but then I realized that everyone needs an un-biased ear! I mentioned to him that my dad works at the courts here in Toronto, young offenders though. He automatically asked, "what does he do?" to which I replied, "he's a chaplain." " With the Salvation Army?" "Yes!" "The Salvation Army are good people, I have something at home that I want you to give to your dad for me." At this point, he went home and about 20 minutes later he returned with a section of his book with a note to my father written on the top page.  He spent a lot of time in the store and the funny part is, he still hasn't bought the movie, it still sits in the hold drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you this because, my dad left the papers on the kitchen table, so I decided to read some of them. They moved me to tears, his thoughts, his ideas, his actual words.  From a prison cell Bob, was able to take his own experience and what he saw in the world and  put it down on paper. It opened my eyes! Here's a little taste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learnt that in order to learn, you've got to be free. Even though you may be caged, locked up for 24 hours a day, you are still free as long as you don't give up control of your mind. most people are not behind bars, but I believe they are prisoners, and are in self-imposed prisons, the worst kind of prison. they are prisoner to their beliefs, certitudes, addictions, and ignorance. to be in a self-imposed prison is the greatest act of ignorance, when you can free yourself by risking to be just you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true! I've been facing that a lot at work. People being imprisoned because they can't unlock the door to the cell of their mind and just listen to their hearts to become themselves. Not to let what the "norms" or what society says jade your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-117091398451202623?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/02/bob-is-wise-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-117048707061773142</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 06:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-02T23:17:50.636-08:00</atom:updated><title>I just wanna fall asleep!</title><description>So, I've been trying to make some decisions lately and it's not going as well as I had thought it would! For so long you know exactly what you want and when the time comes to get it, you second guess yourself. What does God want? Is it the right choice? What do I want? What's best for my future? Is this even possible for my future? The worst part is, is that no one can seem to give me solid advice, they all keep telling me to leave it in God's hands, to which I keep saying, "ya think I'm not doing that already?" And then I get frustrated because God isn't really sending me clear signals, or maybe he is but I'm to dense to realize what they mean. Should I even read into things? Do I have a right to? Does God want me to know, to understand? Does He just want me to wait? I wish I knew...then maybe I could get some sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-117048707061773142?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-wanna-fall-asleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116985529561173600</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-26T15:48:15.656-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fame!</title><description>You ever have one of those days where everything seems to be going really crazy? Like your mind is running a million miles a minute and your body can't catch up. Or Something in your life, that you thought was far back in your past suddenly jumps infront of your face. You're suddenly blindsided. I've had an experience such as that today. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week I've been under the weather, so my state of mind and sleep pattern has been messed up. Friday morning arrives and my skin crawls with the thought of the really long day of classes and youth group that I had ahead of me. My mind contemplates "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe I can stay home, I'm still not feeling completely better"&lt;/span&gt;, but like the good and faithful Tyndale student that I am I rolled my exhausted body out of bed and began to get ready for what I thought was going to be another, long, cold, and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning class served me well, with of course the help of my best friend...Mr. Coffee! It went by rather quickly which was greatly appretiated by my aching, tired bones. I arrived back home again before 11:30 am about 20 minutes earlier than I expected. I was home long enought to check my email, eat a bowl of cereal, havea quick chat with my mom and then leave to go back to school for my preaching class at 1pm. That class was a lot harder than I thought it was going to be today. Normally, I love that class, but today, fatigue hit me like a meteor to Smallville. I was struggling to stay awake the entire time (of course this is no reflection of Dr. Wong because he's awesome), I was glad when he let us leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my slugish body home, up the stairs to my room, standing long enough to change into my PJ bottoms, and then headed for the basement couch, with a warm quilt and a book. And then I got destracted. Destracted by Oprah! Had a good cry at the sight of conjoined four year old twin girls and the surgery to seperate them, it was moving, beautiful, and really cute. This is when things took a turn for the weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom waltzed down the stairs at 4:30pm wanting to watch the NTV news (it's the Newfoundland news), so of course I handed the remote over. For the most part the news was mundane. Boring and quite humorous at times, causing the peanut gallery that is my brain to make random, sarcastic, and in my mind helpful critical remarks. And then...a big story about a 20 year old man that was on trial for the attempted murder of his girlfriend came on. My ears perked up, it's not everyday that the news on the Rock is somewhat interesting, until I realized who the man was. He was a guy I went to school with from grades 8-11, a guy I hung around with at times, and his mom was my grade 10 math teacher. It totally shocked me, I could not believe what I was seeing, I was literally, speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'v elived in Toronto for almost four years now, and never once did I think about that guy, heck, I didn't remember his name when I first saw his face until they said it. It's weird how life sneaks up on you like that, out of the blue your past comes flying by. I guess we take it for granted. But that broadcast today got me thinking about others that I have known in the past, it conjured up things, memories, thoughts, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess we'll never know, exaclty where this rivers gonna go and I guess we'll never understand until we reach that promiseland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116985529561173600?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/01/fame.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116958526473173345</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-23T12:47:44.743-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Life has thrown some twists and turns that I can't seem to keep up with. I have a friend who's going through a lot and I want him to know that I here, but I don't know if he's listening. Things have been surfacing in my life that I've buried for years and I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lyrics from one of my favorite Dream Theater songs, they're, in my opinion, gorgeous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for Sleep &lt;em&gt;Dream Theater:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing by the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eyes upon the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping that the memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will leave her spirit soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She shuts the doors and lights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lays her body on the bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where images and words are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;running deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has too much pride to pull&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he sheets above her head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So quietly she lays and waits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She stares at the ceiling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And tries not to think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And pictures the chains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's been trying to link again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the feeling is gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And water can't cover her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ashes can't answer her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God give me the power to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;breath from a breez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And call life from a cold metal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;f&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;rame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In with the ashes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or up with the smoke from the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With wings up in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or here, lying in bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palm of her hand to my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever curled in my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the heart of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116958526473173345?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-has-thrown-some-twists-and-turns.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116803143726413940</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 21:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-05T13:10:37.313-08:00</atom:updated><title>Ebay</title><description>I've recently discovered the wonderful world of Ebay. It's both torture and pleasure all jumbled together to form one big stress ball known as...ME! It's bloody addictive! I can spend hours at a time on that site looking at stuff, music, shoes, music...okay it's mostly just shoes and music but still I spend a lot of time looking at those things. It's awesome when you find something that you've been looking for and it's not all that expensive, and then it sucks when some tool keeps out bidding you! For example, I've been trying to buy this book of poetry for a friend; it's by his favorite musican and I know he'd love it. There's one other bidder and he's good. He wants it real bad.  It got up to like $35 Canadian, which isn't bad, but when you also have to pay like $15 for shipping you start rethink your bid. Unfortunantly for me, the guy didn't give up and the bidding closed today...I knew I should have bought it when I first saw it! I'm not very bright sometimes...but I've learned my lesson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116803143726413940?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2007/01/ebay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116607912786525226</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 05:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T22:52:07.946-08:00</atom:updated><title>I only have eyes for you!</title><description>I've gotten so used to buying new music that I'm spoiled! I haven't had a reason to get sick of a CD because I had so many to go through, until now! Since school has started (which is funny because school is over now) I haven't been able to buy any new stuff and now I'm bored! Sitting down with my laptop either blogging or chatting with friends I like to listen to music, but I haven't been able to satisfy my music craving. I love Dream Theater and will never be sick of them but I want something kind of mellow and soothing not crazy and upbeat. I've pretty much exhausted my Oasis collection (of which I have a large one), as much as I love Michael Buble I just can't bare to listen anymore, I need something new! And then I found it...it's new but yet at the same time old, my Frankie Sinatra collection! There is nothing better than a classic song sung by a classy crooner! I love Jamie Cullum but he's got nothing on Frank! Listening to "I Only Have Eyes for You" sends chills up my spine! It's beautiful, classic, warm, and just plain sexy...you HAVE  give dear ole Frankie a listen to sometime, he brings you to a place like no other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116607912786525226?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-only-have-eyes-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116536770827078490</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-05T17:15:08.286-08:00</atom:updated><title>War!</title><description>For the past week I have been writing a film paper for my Film and the American Society class, and it's been an interesting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to discuss to films, The Patriot and The Last of the Mohicans, and talk about how they portray the American Revolution. To my surprise this has been a difficult paper to write, there were a lot of things that I could have talked about but as per usual my passion stepped in and I went on a little rant...here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture yourself, hiding in the attic with your children, hearing shots and smelling their smoke. The screams coming from outside your home are from men who are dying from severe injuries and wounds caused by guns whose bullets are now aimed at your home. The smell of burning wood hits your nose and you realize that they are burning down your barn, it is only a matter of minutes before they reach to where you are and ignite your house into flames. Your mind runs frantic thinking of what is yet to come but you try to remain composed for the sake of your children. You allow your mind to wander for a moment back to the time when your first child was born, a smile creeps upon your face, you remember when your second born took his first steps, and then you are brutally awakened from the past by melodic, terrifying footsteps. Your five-year-old daughter grips your arm and buries her face into your chest to muffle her terrified sobs. In your mind you see yourself rising from the floor and bringing the intruders to their knees, however, when you see them you become paralyzed with fear. Your heart pounds in your chest as they walk over to you, the man dressed in full military garb pushes aside your children and grabs you by the arm, pulls you up to his level. All the while uttering threats, looks you in the eye, cocks his rifle, points it at you, smirks, and then you wake up. You wake up to a beautiful day, you roll over to see your wife next to you, you can hear the sounds of cartoons in the next room and you realize that it is the 21st century America. You breath a sigh of relief that you are still alive, roll over to kiss your wife good morning, and then lie flat on your back for a while thanking God for the sacrifices that the men gave so you could be free from fear and threat of war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people look upon war as a needless way to settle a dispute and most of the time they're right! But, sometimes it's needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116536770827078490?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/12/war.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116526832201135327</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-04T13:38:42.036-08:00</atom:updated><title>TeeHee!</title><description>I'm a giggling mess right! I'm supposed to be writing a paper that is late but I can't because I'm acting like a little school girl! Ha! You know the sensation you get in your tummy that's like constant nervous butterflies? That's what I've been like for the past few days...minus the wanting to throw up my guts part! I'm being so lame...but I can't help! For the first time in Toronto without Lesley being here, I'm truly happy! I haven't even gone out and did something to make me happy, it's just happening right here in my own house. This blog is majorly kryptic and I apologize, but I'm so giggly that all my words have left me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound, and crown what I profess with kind event if I speak true; if hollowly, invert what best is boded me to mischief! I beyond all limit of what else i'th' world, do "like", prize, honour you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116526832201135327?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/12/teehee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116461027399968028</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 06:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-26T22:51:14.016-08:00</atom:updated><title>To those about to rock...</title><description>I'm in an emotional state of confusion at this exact moment! It could be me (a computer illiterate) trying to install a new version of itunes to my computer! It could be the long night at work, it could be the fact that it's 1:30 in the morning! Or maybe it's the feeling of bittersweetness that is serging through my vains. It's November 26th, to you this may mean absolutely nothing, however, to me it means a fairly easy ride! However, I never thought that this ride would be with it a bit of heartbreak...sigh! Lesley and Josh came and are now gone. The Tempest is over! There is only two more weeks left to school, then exams, then Christmas, then my final semister at Tyndale! That's exciting but yet quite sad! I had no problem with the idea that I'm leaving Tyndale in May, but since I've started this Theatre class things changed. I guess it's one of those things that happens when you do a show...you make really good friends. It's crazy that everyone in this class is either a 3rd or 4th year student and I've only met one of them before and now, I know each on such a deeper level! It was such an amazing class, the professor was awesome, the show was hilarious, and the relationships will last a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's my comfort!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116461027399968028?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-those-about-to-rock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116344037150052878</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 17:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-13T09:52:51.633-08:00</atom:updated><title>Life!</title><description>The irony in that title is sooooo misunderstood unless you know me right now! Life is something beautiful, something we want, something that we strive for, and it can even be an insult! However, for me life right now DOES NOT exist! I really have no life. Allow me to break it down for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fulltime student, taking 6 classes! Two of those classes are theatre classes, which many of you are probably saying theatre is a breeze and it's fun...well you're wrong! Theatre is seriously stressful! We are currently in rehersals for Shakespears The Tempest, and for anyone who's has ever acted in a Shakespearean play will know that a month to prepare the show is TOTALLY not enough time! That's the first complaint, the second, is that the run of the show (the week of November 23) is when all my major papers are due for all my other classes! Thirdly, I have a job, that when I'm not in class or at rehersals I'm there. Granted it's a job that I'm good at, and have a lot of fun doing, as well, I'm getting a promotion so that's awesome! But I have no time. It's gotten so bad that I keep getting sick, which then screws me over for my field education because I was too sick to get enough hours, so now I'm doing it next semister! And to add the cherry to this already perfect sunday, I teach Sunday School, which I love to do, but it adds more work and prep. time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnd breath! However, in all this mess is a beautiful jem...New Glory Shoppe! It's kind of a place where, no matter what we are doing, I feel relaxed! As well, the Christmas pagent at East Toronto Corps is going to rock, thanks to Chris and Randy, the wonderful creators/writers!&lt;br /&gt;That is one show that I'm looking forward to doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complain, but I am also, very grateful! God has given me so much, two loving parents, a brother who cares, a home, the best friend a girl could ask for, and freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off! It's library time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116344037150052878?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/11/life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-116162655395301700</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-23T11:02:33.966-07:00</atom:updated><title>UUUUUUpdate!</title><description>Oops! It's been awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see where to begin...there isn't much all that exciting happening here, just lots of school, rehersals and work!  I'm embarking on midterms right now which really isn't fun! I should actually be studying for my teaching exam that I have tonight but clearly I've been side tracked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well really haven't got a lot to say, I'll write soon when I'm feeling inspired by something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! One more thing...Saturday night, 8pm @ Scarborough...Street Level! Be there, it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-116162655395301700?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/10/uuuuuupdate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-115939499168463854</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 21:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-27T15:09:51.693-07:00</atom:updated><title>Red Hot...Chili Peppers that is!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5649/2213/1600/chili%20peppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5649/2213/320/chili%20peppers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I'm in awe! I really have nothing to say but...OH MY GOSH!! So yeah! I saw the Red Hot Chili Peppers live last night. They were amAAAAAzing! Their CD's do them no justice at all! They are brilliant, unbelievible, hyperactive, and really really HOT! I have a much greater apreceiation for them, I mean I always liked them, I thought their music was good and catchy but Holy Crap...they're, as they say in Newfoundland, dedly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Anthony is soooo attractive, in person he's unbelievible beautiful. He doesn't look a day over 25 and he's like 45! Aye yi Aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me and my, me and my, me and my FRIENDS!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out and word up, Dan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-115939499168463854?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/09/red-hotchili-peppers-that-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-115682478043375081</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Aug 2006 03:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-28T21:13:01.040-07:00</atom:updated><title>Time for a blog I suppose!</title><description>I'm not sure who reads this, but it doesn't really matter, this blog poses as a great source of journaling and ranting, not matter what. I'm not fully sure what to blog about tonight, I just felt I should. I guess I could start with an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my folks have been gone to the Island for about three weeks now. It's been a time with just Jess and I alone in a huge five bedroom house. My brother is finally home from Alberta, safe and sound I might add. I'm continuing to work at Blockbuster, I've gotten a raise, which was badly needed! School starts in two weeks and I'm dying to go back. Ha! I say that but a week into it I'll be eating my words! I guess I should just learn to be greatful for the time God has given me...because in a few years I may not have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading quite a bit lately. I guess I've finally learned that greatness is found in a good book.  My next adventure will be reopening Steinbeck's The Pearl, I've just got to buy a new copy because I'm not quite sure what happened to mine. Also, I'm hoping to pick up a copy of Coheed and Cambria: Good Apollo I'm Burning Star IV, volume 1: From Fear through the Eyes of Madness A graphic Novel. Whoa! That's a title if I've ever heard one! I've just recently picked up the album (of the same name ) and now I'm oober excited for the novel as well. Which brings me to my next update...music. I've recently picked up, besides cohhed and cambria, Nizlopi and Jeff Buckley. Nizlopi is a band out of Endland, who have a unique brand of music. A bit of accustic, jazz, double bass, and of course beat boxing! If you're looking for a change of music I'm pretty sure that you have nothing in your collection like Nizlopi...go pick up their ablum it's awesome. As for Jeffy B! Come on...classic! For those who have no idea who he is...he's part Led Zeppelin, part Lenord Cohen, and part James Dean. Yeah he's really hot! I've got the album Grace which has his cover of Len Cohen's Halilujah. It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the DVD front...I've just picked up season one of House, I'm still making my way through it. I'm trying to space out time between my box sets because there are a lot that I want. Season two came out this past Tuesday and I want that as well. But I'm holding off! But September is the month of Box set releases and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunantly, I've tried something for the first time today...Gellato! I say unfortunantly because I so totally should have been eating it a lot longer than I have been! The stuffs amazing!&lt;br /&gt;That's it! Have a good one and experience something different and new today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-115682478043375081?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-for-blog-i-suppose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-115467323226737503</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-03T23:33:52.326-07:00</atom:updated><title>Isn't it strange!</title><description>"Isn't it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes!" Oh Hanson, how I secretly (and now openly) still love you! But it's true what the three brothers from Tulsa say, we all get a little bit weird sometimes. Lets take tonight at work for example. I'm usually quite conservative at work because well...it's work and I want to be professional. But lately I've been getting a little hyper, my only explaination is that I've been working all night shifts with the same person. Now don't get me wrong I love working with Annissa but I'm getting to that comfortable stage with her now where I'm starting to act like myself. You know what I mean, (for those who know me well) saying stupid things, randomly bursting into song, dancing up and down the isles as I put movies back on the shelf...you know the same ole same ole! Yeah well tonight was no different than any other night of this week, mainly because of the Red Bull, but also because I generally was in a good mood! So everything was fine and dandy until I went on my break. I'd been working since 3pm so when 8 o'clock rolled around I was ready to chew off my left foot I was so hungry. I decided to go get somewhat healthy food tonight so I headed a few stores down to the Subway, where I  branched out  and got tuna  on wheat (wooo exciting)!  Oh boy, it was exciting...when I tried  to pay for it with my debit card. Yeah it wouldn't work, it said that I had exceeded the limit for the day. Not only was I really confused...because I hadn't used my card at all that day, but I was also oober embarassed. And I had to walk back to Blockbuster to grab a $20 bill from my wallet and go back and pay. I was super annouyed and didn't understand what was going so I phoned my parents like 12 times until one of them answered their cell phones, and that's when my mom said that my pin number was probably stolen...and sure enough it was. My parents checked out my account information and there was a $1000 withdrawn from my account earlier that day. So, obviously my folks called the bank for me while I was at work and got all my cards and accounts put on hold. In about 20 minutes my buzz from my energy drink was killed. I even got so stressed out that my face broke out. Life sucks...but even more because tomorrow, or should I say later today (for it is 2:16 am) I have to do all the reporting with the police and the bank...yipee! People amaze me! It's kind of hard for me to even wrap my mind around the fact that someone could find out my pin number and then make another card. Can't you do something better with your time? Whatever! I'm goin' to bed and have my sorrow's drowned out by Boo Radley as I read once again the best book in the world, next to of course Lord of the Flies,  To Kill A Mockingbird! Maybe my Boo Radley of a day will eventually fade far enough from my mind to allow me to get some well needed sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sitting on the side. Waiting for a sign. Hoping that my luck will change."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-115467323226737503?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/08/isnt-it-strange.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-115223317920582970</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-06T17:46:19.233-07:00</atom:updated><title>Branching Out</title><description>As I sit here listening to some Blur, I've been thinking about my music collection! I realize that I'm a music snob! I LOVE Dream Theater, I hate female voices, and would rather eat my left eye ball than to listen to gangsta rap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said I have been branching out (hence the title of the blog)! I've started to listen to some K-OS and Kardinal Offishall! Rap but not gangsta! They actually have lyrics that mean something unlike the crap that comes on Much Music, which is frustrating! The other day my friend Gord and I have a conversation about the meaningless music that's out there. We were listening to Ben Harper's new CD and were discussing the different styles and influences which eventually led to how amazing music was back in the day. Think about Johnny Cash, Ray Charles, Led Zeppelin, Cat Stevens, Queen, Run DMC, hect...the Beatles! Music had originallity, worth, importance! Now don't misunderstand me...there is still music out there that has worth, but it's over shadowed by the Simple Plans, Chingys, and Rhyanna's out there. It's frustrating and annouying! But I still have my fingures crossed for the good artists out there...artists like City and Colour, Pilate, and K-OS to make it in the states!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! That was a bit of a rant! I'm going to recommend everyone to listen to a band called Travis! If you haven't heard of them, go out and get some of their stuff. They're kind of a mix between Oasis and Coldplay, more Oasis than Coldplay (I'm not a fan of Coldplay)...oh and they're Scotish, so that's a plus! They're awesome! Also, Coheed and Cambria, a Dream Theater/My Chemical Romance mix, weird combo but it works believe it or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow-a-bung-gah Dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-115223317920582970?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/07/branching-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-115108572526746497</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-23T11:02:05.293-07:00</atom:updated><title>Changes!</title><description>As I sit here at my computer, still in my PJ's at 1:44 in the afternoon, I realized something...I HAVE NO LIFE! I work at Blockbuster and I work a lot, but when I'm not working I'm home watching movies, or more recently MTV (death to MTV)! Since Lez flew the nest I've seemed to curl up in her place as well as my own! It's time leave...who wants to leave with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the plan, this summer there are a list of things that I want to do to get my ass off the couch, and I would love some company! Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Take a day long bike trip (...I'm hoping to invest in a bike!)&lt;br /&gt;-Take a day long hiking trip&lt;br /&gt;-Vegge on the beach until the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;-Have a campfire&lt;br /&gt;-Go camping (this and the last one can kinda go hand in hand)&lt;br /&gt;-Go sailing&lt;br /&gt;-Go rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;-Make good use of my Wonderland pass&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Marineland&lt;br /&gt;-Have a huge backyard party with all the BBQ fixings including Lemonade and Iced Tea...ooh and watermelon&lt;br /&gt;-Road trip to Ohio to visit my favorite girl in the world... and Josh too I guess (j/k of course you're still my favy!)&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to skateboard&lt;br /&gt;-Go fishing&lt;br /&gt;-Go white water rafting or canoeing (spelling?)...I'm a bit of a wuss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-115108572526746497?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/06/changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-114987283010561882</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-09T10:07:10.153-07:00</atom:updated><title>Photo Block?</title><description>So, this past Friday at our regular New Glory Shoppe meeting we discussed our soon to be film careers. Our hope is that we can use our talents to create videos for different causes. Our first adventure is to create a video both educational and inspiring about Sex Trafficing. So to get us started I had the task to make a mini film with Lez, I had to find the images and she had to compile them into a video. But as I sit here listening to some Dream Theater I find that I'm at a loss. I tried to find some but with copyrights it's near to impossible, so I tried to take some of my own but I keep falling short. The images that I want, the images that are needed to portray this horrific sin I can not find. I try to wrap my mind around the thought of someone hurting a poor, scared, innocent child but I can't, and don't want to! Oh well, I guess I should keep searching, and praying too, that God will use whatever He can to reach the world about this crime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy post, I know, it's depressing, but it's a fact of our imperfect society, and a child is the victim.  Make a difference! Take a stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lean on me when you're not strong!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-114987283010561882?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/06/photo-block.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-114884148331283157</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 May 2006 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-28T11:38:03.323-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fine! I'll change it!</title><description>Just a heads up...I've changed my display name to "Debs"! Apparantly "D-Bra" was causing some controversy! I used D-Bra because it's how people back home use to say my name, but up here people just don't get it! So it's changed! "Debs" is my pet name from Lez, which "Lez" was my pet name for Lesley but since she's been in Toronto everyone calls her Lez so it's not really mine anymore! So now I call her either "bear" or "boo"! I know, I know, it's real cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you cats on the flip flop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-114884148331283157?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/05/fine-ill-change-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-114750019822998399</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 May 2006 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-12T23:03:18.246-07:00</atom:updated><title>Is there a need?</title><description>So I've been noticing something a lot lately! I've been noticing that the people in our city swear like mad! And that's saying something considering I'm from The Rock...a place with Irish roots...the people there swear a lot however, not like they do here! Up here they drop the F-bomb every three words! And worst of all it doesn't need to be used! Like...okay I understand when someone is upset and what not but people here just use it as fillers..."that was f-ing funny" or "what the "f" was that guy wearing"! I hate it! At Blockbuster everyone swears, customers and employees alike! Is it a culture thing? I hope not but it seems to be. Has our world gotten so ignorant that we have a lack of good words so we fill in the spots with filth? This is when we, as Christians need to step in and look at our own life and words we speak. "Am I lacking intelligence in my words?" Since I've been at Blockbuster I've told everyone that I work with that I go to a Christian university, that my parents are ministers, and that I myself is, obviously, a Christian. So I have to watch what I say, I'm trying to make a good impression for my fellow Christians, and because I want my co-workers to see that not all Christians are these hypocritical or uptight types that you often meet or hear about! I know that if we just step up and show people that there is no need for that kind of language then maybe, just maybe our world will change! Agree? I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all that being said I ask my fellow believers, friends, and bros and sis's in Christ for their support in the knee department...(prayers for those who couldn't read my kryptic message!) It's tough in the world Christian trying to live like the J-man...my prayers are with you all as well! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah...just a school update, I got my marks back and I rocked...surprisingly! I did a lot better then I thought I was going to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-114750019822998399?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-there-need.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21845829.post-114676149121311818</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-04T09:51:31.226-07:00</atom:updated><title>Long time to see!</title><description>Wow...it's been a while! Well, lets see where to start...I finished the semister just awaiting my marks (Eep), I'm fairly confident though, so that's good! I got a job at Blockbuster! I know surrounded by movies all day...pure torture!:) I actually LOVE it! Even though I'm standing for hours on end but I get to look at movies, help people pick out good ones, and I get 10 free rentals a week...MONEY! I'm catching on fairly quickly with the cash too...it took a bit but I got the computer mastered! New Glory Shoppe is starting to take off with lots of plans and what not! We're doing the service on the 21st so if you're in the big Tdot that day come out and support we'd really love to have you! So the summer in the city, the first time I won't be on the Rock at all for the summer, it's kind of scary and depressing with a little bit of excitement for Canada's Wonderland thrown in there as well! I'm going to be doing my internship with Youth Unlimited this summer as well! Not quite sure which area...maybe Time out for teen moms, and maybe with the new program involving fashion! So Blockbuster and YU for the summer...gonna be busy but it's not camp busy (sigh) which I'm not quite sure how I feel about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Toronto...enjoy the sun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21845829-114676149121311818?l=praycontinually.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://praycontinually.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-to-see.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>