<?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-7063398310513108370</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:06:57.849-07:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Short thought'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Breakthrough'/><category term='Question'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='VERY random'/><category term='storytime'/><category term='trips'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Spilled Milk</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't cry over it, just find the paper towels</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4424354743488239668</id><published>2009-01-04T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:34:39.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Official:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's official everyone; I'm finally seriously raising money for my trip this summer (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"What trip?" you ask???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well I'm attempting to raise money to go on a 19 day trip with a Student Ambassador Program that I've been invited to...we're traveling all around Europe!!! I can NOT wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even though it's really pricey...I hope I can raise enough to go.....$7500!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;!!! Please pray!! love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-4424354743488239668?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4424354743488239668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4424354743488239668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4424354743488239668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4424354743488239668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2009/01/official.html' title='Official:'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-7281619164513022655</id><published>2008-12-04T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:19:38.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Finally 15!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, at 4:17 pm, I turned 15!!!! It was one of my best birthdays EVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I came to school and my locker was decorated with wrapping paper and balloons. FUN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got birthday hugs and songs all throughout the day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At lunch my friends found it funny to get a couple guys to make me stand up and have the WHOLE cafeteria sing happy birthday to me....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;urg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chili's&lt;/span&gt; and got sung to then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to SWITCH and got presents from Mack and Sheri :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;looove&lt;/span&gt; them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Got sung to by about 15 people on the 3rd floor on the mic...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to worship and got pulled up on stage in front of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mid high&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sr&lt;/span&gt;. high and got sung to then too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BDE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks everyone that wished me a happy birthday!!! You made it even more amazing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-7281619164513022655?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/7281619164513022655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=7281619164513022655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7281619164513022655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7281619164513022655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-15.html' title='Finally 15!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8279990471826817199</id><published>2008-11-22T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:32:26.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>What do YOU think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I haven't really been keeping up with my blog like I should....whoops :) Well here we go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;QUESTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What do you think about suicide? Is it a sin? Do you go to heaven? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thoughts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-8279990471826817199?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8279990471826817199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8279990471826817199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8279990471826817199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8279990471826817199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do YOU think?'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6574270916074182231</id><published>2008-11-16T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:43:39.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; my aunt passed away. She was 53 years old. She died of cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've learned that cancer is a nasty, nasty thing, that takes away the people you love way before it should have been their time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I pray that she is in heaven, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;' with God. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;suppose &lt;/span&gt;that would be pretty cool :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just ask that you pray for our family, it's been a rough week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thanks everyone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6574270916074182231?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6574270916074182231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6574270916074182231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6574270916074182231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6574270916074182231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6617716025655653677</id><published>2008-10-29T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:07:37.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Any Ideas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had to write a patriotic poem for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; today, and I'm wondering if you have any suggestions to make it better. It has to have a rhyme pattern of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ABAAB&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CDCCD&lt;/span&gt;; and 10 lines. Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Looking at a clear, crisp sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and rows and rows of endless wheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one can only wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he had to leave; to fight, to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why did he go, with no retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In my heart I know it's true;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hoping he was not in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My soldier fired and he knew, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There was nothing more that he could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For aiding in our freedom's gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;readin&lt;/span&gt;' y'all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6617716025655653677?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6617716025655653677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6617716025655653677' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6617716025655653677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6617716025655653677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/any-ideas.html' title='Any Ideas?'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2124208904249904651</id><published>2008-10-23T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:51:14.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakthrough'/><title type='text'>Swing, Hit, Drive, Chip, Putt....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I SHOT A 38!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's a 76 on 18 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2124208904249904651?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2124208904249904651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2124208904249904651' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2124208904249904651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2124208904249904651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/swing-hit-drive-chip-putt.html' title='Swing, Hit, Drive, Chip, Putt....'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3626513438100079756</id><published>2008-10-22T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:13:40.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Lost at Lunch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other day at school I went to lunch, set my backpack on a table (to save it), and went to my locker to get my lunch. I came back downstairs into the commons and went to heat up my lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;piling&lt;/span&gt; into the cafeteria at that time, so Mack, Sheridan, Haley, Hayley, Hannah, Elizabeth, Alyssa and I all went and sat down (at the table I had reserved). This was about 5 minutes total, if that much, and half of the time there was hardly anyone in the cafeteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we ate lunch, and I went to my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; hour, English, when I noticed something. My pencil bag was gone. Now I know what you're thinking: It's just pencils and pens, right? Wrong. I would have been fine with it if that's all that it contained.....Unfortunately for me it had my TI 84+ Silver Edition, $130 calculator in it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I looked EVERYWHERE. I checked with all of my teachers that day, just to make sure it hadn't gotten lost before then, and none of them had seen anything. I checked the lost and found in the Freshman Academy and in the Main Building, and it wasn't there. But I already knew what happened to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someone stole it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a real sick feeling when that happens, I don't know if you've ever gone through that or not. Why would someone do that anyway? My calculator was in my pencil bag, in my backpack. It's just gross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I went home, told my mom, and we came to the conclusion that I had to buy me a new one, and that I wouldn't be able to go on the Jacob's Ladder trip this weekend. I wasn't very happy, obviously. My mom was calling a bunch of people so that they could pray about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It turns out that one of the families she talked to had some interesting news for us. Her husband, Richard, a couple of days earlier had gotten a box of school supplies from his work. And inside the box were two, brand new, TI 83 calculators. So guess who's getting a free calculator??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LOVE YOU RICHARD!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's ironic is that I had prayed about it about 15 minutes before they called. I don't know about you, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; "speed prayer" right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I got called to the office and had to talk with a police officer and then we went to his office and looked at security cameras to see if we could see anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; they didn't have a good angle of our table, and you can't tell who's there or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever had anything stolen from you? Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3626513438100079756?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3626513438100079756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3626513438100079756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3626513438100079756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3626513438100079756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-at-lunch.html' title='Lost at Lunch...'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6075268363463334991</id><published>2008-10-18T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:33:43.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Fall Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's finally here everyone!!!! I'm really excited about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We aren't going anywhere, so it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gunna&lt;/span&gt; be a good chill weekend for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However in the next couple of weeks I may be going to Jacob's Ladder with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lifechurch&lt;/span&gt; for a semi-fall break kind of thing! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FUUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are you guys doing for fall break/ what did you do? Do tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6075268363463334991?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6075268363463334991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6075268363463334991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6075268363463334991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6075268363463334991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-break.html' title='Fall Break!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1287250526722599766</id><published>2008-10-13T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:06:27.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>NCHO results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*DRUM ROLL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah...I didn't make it. I did fine on the scale and the first etude, but when I got the the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; etude I made a couple small errors. I guess that wasn't good enough for them :( oh and of course sight reading was....well....sight reading. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NCHO&lt;/span&gt; has kinda turned into an all-state event. It used to just be regional cities in OK, but now it's from all over. Turns out there was only one cello that made it in 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, or 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; from Edmond, and that's saying something. No excuse but yeah, very interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I guess I will just have to work harder next year! Or quit cello.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jkkk&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks for everyone that prayed and thought about me though! I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1287250526722599766?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1287250526722599766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1287250526722599766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1287250526722599766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1287250526722599766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/ncho-results.html' title='NCHO results'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-747720358385882890</id><published>2008-10-11T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:13:16.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NCHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The tryouts today. Please be praying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-747720358385882890?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/747720358385882890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=747720358385882890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/747720358385882890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/747720358385882890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/ncho.html' title='NCHO'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1738595807528778317</id><published>2008-10-10T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:02:25.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Worth It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You open a door into a dark room made of concrete. The smell of age almost knocks you to the ground, but you're on a mission.  Dirt and dust covers the once white walls and ground. The lone light in the chamber dimly shines, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;illuminating&lt;/span&gt; the spiderwebs that you wanted to pretend didn't exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You step into the center of the room, avoiding the tools and wood lying around.  In the corner is a lone, rusty ladder. Up you climb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;finally you poke through to another level of the chamber. You are about 14 feet off the ground.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You step onto the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ledge&lt;/span&gt;, off the ladder, and carefully cross to the other side where another ladder stands. You think to yourself, as one of your companions follows you, will this hold us? Will it come off the wall? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You continue up. Another level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And finally, you reach the last set. There is no light, so you feel around to find the ladder. The room is only 3 feet wide. You have to reach the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You climb to the top, and your friend follows. There is a latch; you have finally found the ceiling. You undo the top and lift it up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You come to find that even though you have just climbed 8 stories, you feel no pain. The darkness you just left is replaced by the unimaginable sight of a sunset. You can see everything from the top. And what's better? You are looking out the top of a cross :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sometimes battling through the hard, grimy, dark time is worth it in the end. In fact, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you ever get a chance to climb to the top, do NOT hesitate, even if you are afraid of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heights&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, be jealous :D ( I have pictures on my phone....I'll show you sometime!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1738595807528778317?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1738595807528778317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1738595807528778317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1738595807528778317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1738595807528778317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/worth-it.html' title='Worth It.'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2330201526017275633</id><published>2008-10-07T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:30:27.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the Replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*I seem to have a lot of stories to tell about golf....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today we were practicing on the driving range. Being that It was gusting like 100 MPH....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe only like 30....but either way it's REALLY windy. Recently I have been working on not having my shots hook/fade. (This is when your drive goes either completely right, or goes straight then at the very end turns right) It's very annoying. It cuts back on a lot of distance, and I'm pretty sure my drives can go further than 120 yards!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So for an hour I worked with my coach on my stance, back swing, follow through, hand position, distance from the ball, and finally my wrist action :) By the end of the drive&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;session&lt;/span&gt;, I finally had my drives going straight!!! (except for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; gusts of wind.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Coach Mallet told us to keep 6 golf balls. Finally she calls the "big girls" over for the (and I quote)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WEEEELLLLLCOOME&lt;/span&gt;! To the 2008 chipping challenge! First up on the tee will be Sarah and Lindsey!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The goal of the game was to pitch the ball to the first "green" area and have it stay. You got a point if you made it up....Sounds easy, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You see, the big girls used to be freshman once, so it's their duty to make everyone miserable, especially the freshman that are mini "big girls". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what do the "big girls" decide to do? Allow me to give an example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, here we are folks, and this is the event of a lifetime. We have Jordan Garrett, standing a full 5 foot 3 inches..."5 foot 4 thank you :)"...oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...5 foot 4...preparing to take her first attempt at the green. She is taking some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;marvelous&lt;/span&gt; practice swings, ladies and gentlemen. Now, Jordan has come all the way from South LA!!! Oh yes, she's from the out of the hood program. Oh wait...here is her swing....THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BACK SWING&lt;/span&gt;!! ANNNND.....oh...and it shanks off to the right, what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, it was pretty much impossible to do ANYTHING but laugh and attempt a decent chip shot :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...Now I don't know about you, but when put under that kind of pressure I don't perform to my greatest ability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now here is my question to you: Have you ever been in a situation where you were pressured? What did you do to overcome it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;orr&lt;/span&gt; bear it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2330201526017275633?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2330201526017275633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2330201526017275633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2330201526017275633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2330201526017275633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-replay.html' title='Thanks for the Replay'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6939418693838192298</id><published>2008-10-06T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:46:56.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>Question:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If dinosaurs existed in a time where no humans existed...but God created man (and woman) on the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; day that the earth was even really around....then how did we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dinos&lt;/span&gt; and all that jazz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6939418693838192298?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6939418693838192298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6939418693838192298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6939418693838192298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6939418693838192298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/question.html' title='Question:'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6011269912910401866</id><published>2008-10-03T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:06:51.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>HOMECOMING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thaaat's&lt;/span&gt; right folks!! This past week has been homecoming week! And boy has it been fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight is the game...you should come! UCO...7:30...GOOO BULLDOGS! Be there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6011269912910401866?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6011269912910401866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6011269912910401866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6011269912910401866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6011269912910401866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming.html' title='HOMECOMING!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-7098549237290355998</id><published>2008-10-01T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:49:08.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERY random'/><title type='text'>NCHO...among other music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just thought that I would give an update on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NCHO&lt;/span&gt; music! (North Central Honor Orchestra tryouts which I posted a blog about a few months ago that I was really concerned about and wasn't able to play but knowing I can do all things through Christ!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, it's safe to say that I can finally play all of it, all the way through, no mess ups, major out-of-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tuness&lt;/span&gt;, squealing on high "in position" notes, &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;rhymically&lt;/span&gt; pretty good, have all the scales memorized [ C, G, D, E, F, Eb, Bb, and Ab two octive) and make it sound fairly pretty :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I remember that I was really worried about not being able to learn it in time and pretty much bomb the tryout like last year, but I feel confident! I kept the thought "I can do all thing through Christ who gives me strength" in my head, and through months and months of practice, horray! I'm finally ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The tryout is next week; please pray for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On another note (haha) I have finally found my favorite piece of music of all time for the cello, and I'm learning to play it. It's the Prelude to Bach's Suite Number 1. You have probably heard it before, you just don't know it's called that. You should look it up on YouTube, it's really good! (I would go with a Yo-Yo Ma version....he makes it his own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Are you doing anything soon that you are excited about? Anything needing prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-7098549237290355998?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/7098549237290355998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=7098549237290355998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7098549237290355998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7098549237290355998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/10/nchoamong-other-music.html' title='NCHO...among other music'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-7692520552515825912</id><published>2008-09-30T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:13:36.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakthrough'/><title type='text'>Instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My grandma (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt;) has always had trouble sleeping at night; her nights and days are backwards. Lately she hasn't been falling asleep for a different reason. Her husband, Paw, just turned 65. What's weird about that age is that everyone on his side of the family died at 65, so she was fairly worried (as any normal person would be). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She would stay up all night, thinking and worrying what she would do if he was gone. The only time she would ever fall asleep was out of pure exhaustion. This night was one of those nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was having the same dream that she had every time she fell asleep; she was in San Fransisco, walking around and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; doing nothing. Suddenly the dream just stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now,she hears a voice. Not just any voice, she knows that it is God. He says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"David Gene (Paw) has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-cancerous lesions on his lungs. I know you are worried about him. If he will stop smoking, I will heal him. but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know he smokes when he gets stressed, so tell him this instead: when he is stressed, instead of turning to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt;, tell him to turn to Me for support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt; woke up and was completely energized. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; called him downstairs and told him the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Paw promised that he wouldn't smoke any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not one more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grammy&lt;/span&gt;? She is finally falling asleep at night, and sleeping all the way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My grandparents faith is like never before. They were amazed that with all that was going on in the world, that He cared enough to take the time to talk to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly I think that its just incredible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He is amazing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-7692520552515825912?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/7692520552515825912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=7692520552515825912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7692520552515825912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7692520552515825912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/instructions.html' title='Instructions'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4522279632982446780</id><published>2008-09-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:38:28.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Inspiration from a little kids movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why, but I was in the mood to watch The Prince of Egypt. I remember I used to watch it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ALLLLL&lt;/span&gt; the time when I was little, so why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was singing along to all the songs when this song came on, all I couldn't help but really listen to the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A single thread in a tapestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;though its color brightly shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can never see its purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the pattern of the grand design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the stone that sits up on the very top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of the mountain's mighty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;does it think that it's more important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;than the stones that forms the base&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So how can you see what your life is worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or where your value lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;, you can never see through the eyes of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you must look at your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;look at your life through heaven's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lake of gold in the desert sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is less than a cool fresh spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and to one lost sheep, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shepard&lt;/span&gt; boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is greater than the richest king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;should a man lose everything he owns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;has he truly lost his worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or is it the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of a new and brighter birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So how do you measure the worth of a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in wealth or strength or size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in how much he gained or how much he gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the answer will come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the answer will come to him who tries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to look at his life through heaven's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that's why we share all we have with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;though there's little to be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when all you've got is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's lots to go around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No life can escape being blown about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by the winds of change and chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and though you never know all the steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you must learn to join the dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you must learn to join the dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So how do you judge what a man is worth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by what he builds or buys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you can never see through the eyes on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;look through heaven's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;look at your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;look at your life through heaven's eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you haven't seen this movie, you really should. It's a classic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-4522279632982446780?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4522279632982446780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4522279632982446780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4522279632982446780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4522279632982446780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/inspiration-from-little-kids-movie.html' title='Inspiration from a little kids movie'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-851889028405394469</id><published>2008-09-25T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:47:17.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>And for my next trick. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, I don't know how to pull a rabbit out of a hat. ( and I know that's what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;y'all&lt;/span&gt; were thinking too :) But if you know me then you know that I'm pretty much the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;klutz&lt;/span&gt; you will ever meet. I do stupid, silly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; things ALL the time. Here is a stupid moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mom asks me to make dinner. So I'm like sure, that's no big deal, I make dinner all the time. Yes, it's true, and I'm not that bad. At least no ones said anything bad about my cooking before :) Anyway, my mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suggests&lt;/span&gt; that I make chili since it's really cold outside. So I go and get some hamburger meat out of the freezer so I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-thaw it. My mom always cuts a big pack of meat up into pound-sized bags and uses one of those machines that sucks the air out of it. It's a really neat way to keep food for a long time. And it makes it simple when a quick dinner is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But anyway the meat is thawed, I cut open the bag, put the meat in the pot, and go and light the gas burner. (A gas burner is the kind with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; flame) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Weeelll&lt;/span&gt;....I forgot to move the plastic bag that the meat was in out of the way. Whoops....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what do I do? I have some burning plastic (that I've decided to pick up! What was I thinking?!) and I don't know how to put it out. Its too big to just blow out....So I go and put it in the sink!!! But what happens? The flame gets BIGGER. So I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spazing&lt;/span&gt; out right now, and I'm yelling MOM!!!! MOM!!!! She comes running, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; the flame, and turns the water on :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wow Jordan, way to go using your brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where something happened and you just didn't think straight to fix it? Or any other stupid mistakes that would like to be shared...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-851889028405394469?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/851889028405394469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=851889028405394469' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/851889028405394469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/851889028405394469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-for-my-next-trick.html' title='And for my next trick. . .'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-618946545163578086</id><published>2008-09-22T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:42:47.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Look out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a quick reminder for everyone out there, It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MRSA&lt;/span&gt; season yet again. There is a case at Memorial right now, so prayer would be much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appreciated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MRSA&lt;/span&gt; (in case you didn't know) is a staff infection that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; eats your skin. Nothing drastic like what you would expect to see in the movies but close enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray for me, I have two pretty big cut-like things on my legs from tripping at church :) It seems to be the only place I ever get hurt at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. ( the funny thing was that I tripped over nothing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;practically&lt;/span&gt; fell on my face. I bet they saved the security camera of it just because it's so epic :) ( I bet the show it at SWITCH.......oh dear....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, be sure to wash hands and all that good stuff.....I know I wouldn't want something to be eating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7063398310513108370-618946545163578086?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/618946545163578086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=618946545163578086' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/618946545163578086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/618946545163578086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-out.html' title='Look out!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8435488405482230011</id><published>2008-09-21T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:09:28.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Spanish is hard....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, I'm working on my 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;. Intense right?? When people hear that they often say things like " why?" "how did you do that?" "I don't see how you understand it" "I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't make sense to me its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; hard!!" and the classic "can you speak it fluently???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to answer the questions is a because I'm interested/credits, I went to Russell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dougherty&lt;/span&gt; where we started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; in kindergarten, when you take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; long you start to find that it's all kinda the same (and I can see where they don't understand it considering it's a whole different language ;), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; really isn't as hard as it seems, we just don't want to take the time to commit to it and aren't really forced to learn it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;annnnd&lt;/span&gt; no, I'm really not all that great at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, I can speak it if I have to, but other than that you wont find me rambling strange things walking down the hall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an AMAZING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; teacher last year, Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Romburger&lt;/span&gt;. She showed us a poem at one time and explained, " I don't understand why you guys whine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; is the most complex language you could possibly try to learn." And the fact is that she is right! Once you get the basic structure of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;, it's pretty simple. English on the other hand is a tad more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt;. Here is the poem she showed us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINTS OF PRONUNCIATION FOR FOREIGNERS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take it you already know&lt;br /&gt;of tough and bough and cough and dough?&lt;br /&gt;    -doe?&lt;br /&gt;Others may stumble but not you,&lt;br /&gt;on hiccough, rough, laugh and through.&lt;br /&gt;Well done! And now you wish, perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;To learn of less familiar traps?&lt;br /&gt;Beware of heard, a dreadful word&lt;br /&gt;That looks like beard and sounds like bird.&lt;br /&gt;And dead; it's said like bed not bead-&lt;br /&gt;for goodness' sake don't call it "deed"!&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for meat and great and threat&lt;br /&gt;(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt)&lt;br /&gt;A moth is not a moth in mother&lt;br /&gt;Nor both in bother, broth in brother.&lt;br /&gt;And here is not a match for there&lt;br /&gt;Nor dear and rear for bear and pear,&lt;br /&gt;And then there's dose and rose and lose -&lt;br /&gt;Just look them up - and goose and choose.&lt;br /&gt;And cork and work and card and ward.&lt;br /&gt;and font and front and word and sword,&lt;br /&gt;And do and go and thwart and cart-&lt;br /&gt;Come, come, I've hardly made a start!&lt;br /&gt;A dreadful language? Man alive!&lt;br /&gt;I'd mastered it when I was five.&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/7063398310513108370-8435488405482230011?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8435488405482230011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8435488405482230011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8435488405482230011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8435488405482230011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/spanish-is-hard.html' title='Spanish is hard....?'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2516759931569164467</id><published>2008-09-18T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:07:41.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Edmond Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was the first day of the Edmond Cup. It's a golf tournament for all of the high school golf teams. Well, only varsity was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to play, but for some reason one of the players couldn't. So I was next on the list! I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to play on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;varsity&lt;/span&gt; because lets face it, I'm a freshman, and I haven't quite earned it. (They are all Jr.'s and Sr.'s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, here I am, about to pee my pants on the first hole. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; nervous! This is my first Tournament of the year, and I really want to do good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were playing in a scramble against Santa Fe today. A scramble is when you have a partner (my partner was a Sr. named Travis. He's the #1 player on the guys golf team......if that's not intimidating I don't know what is) and you both hit off the tee box. Then you take the better shot and you both hit from there and so on. I was the only freshman, the other 3 people were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jr's&lt;/span&gt; and S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;r.'s&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;! The guys were teeing off the challenge tees...and the girls get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jr&lt;/span&gt;/ women tees :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; on the first hole...we used my drive...and on the second hole... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that it was really fun. Scrambles are always fun to play, because you aren't really pressured to make an amazing shot every time. The good news??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WE WON!! We beat Santa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fe&lt;/span&gt; on the first 5 holes that we played...so we didn't need to play anymore. Cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where you were so nervous and you felt out of place? Did you overcome it and end up having a good time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2516759931569164467?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2516759931569164467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2516759931569164467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2516759931569164467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2516759931569164467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/edmond-cup.html' title='Edmond Cup'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-395980894565412592</id><published>2008-09-15T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:21:21.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>While golfing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, I play golf :) And yes, I actually really love playing. Many people find the sport to be boring, but I just love it!! One of my classes at Memorial is golf. (Yes, I get a grade for it too :) Practice is hard-core. We play a round about 2 times a week, and the other two days we are out on the range, putting, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chipping&lt;/span&gt;. We are out on the course from 2:30-5 every day. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tellin&lt;/span&gt;' ya, it's got to be the longest hour of the day ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today we were out on the course today, and I wasn't playing too well. I was on a hole right next to the main road, about to make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;approach&lt;/span&gt; shot to the green. Now I'm thinking about where my hit should go, because I can try to go in between the trees or go around and risk getting in the water. So I decide to take my chances with the trees. I'm concentrating, because one wrong move and I can end up far from where I need it to be. I line it up, take my back swing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;annnnnnddd&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can only imagine what happened. I jumped because that was the last thing on my mind, topping the ball and it going slightly in the wrong direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A word to the wise. It is very annoying when people honk while going by the golf course. Believe it or not, they are actually concentrating and trying to improve on things. So next time when you are thinking about honking the horn, remember: you are about to upset someone with a club made out of iron and titanium and a pocket full of golf balls. I'm sure you would hate to find your car beaten up windows broke by a "stray ball". Just remember that ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-395980894565412592?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/395980894565412592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=395980894565412592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/395980894565412592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/395980894565412592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-golfing.html' title='While golfing....'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3609539874694536816</id><published>2008-09-14T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:33:18.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>If we are the Body</title><content type='html'>Here is another song that I just love. It really makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crowded in worship today&lt;br /&gt; As she slips in Trying to fade into the faces&lt;br /&gt; The girls' teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know&lt;br /&gt; Farther than they know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we are the Body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His arms reaching&lt;br /&gt; Why aren't His hands healing&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching&lt;br /&gt; And if we are the Body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing them there is a way&lt;br /&gt; There is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A traveler is far away from home&lt;br /&gt;He sheds his coat And quietly sinks into the back row&lt;br /&gt;The weight of their judgmental glances tells him that his chances&lt;br /&gt; Are better out on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But if we are the Body&lt;br /&gt; Why aren't His arms reaching&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His hands healing&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching&lt;br /&gt;And if we are the Body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing them there is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus paid much too high a price&lt;br /&gt;For us to pick and choose who should come&lt;br /&gt;And we are the Body of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;If we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His arms reaching&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His hands healing&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His words teaching&lt;br /&gt;And if we are the body&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't His feet going&lt;br /&gt;Why is His love not showing them there is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jesus is the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3609539874694536816?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3609539874694536816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3609539874694536816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3609539874694536816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3609539874694536816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-we-are-body.html' title='If we are the Body'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2749563120188785753</id><published>2008-09-09T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:12:21.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERY random'/><title type='text'>What about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, if you couldn't guess from the title, I want to know about my readers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's my question for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(So far) Tell me about your favorite life memory!!! It can be anything from your most embarrassing, or perhaps it was when you were beyond happy! Lemmie hear ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2749563120188785753?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2749563120188785753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2749563120188785753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2749563120188785753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2749563120188785753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-about-you.html' title='What about you?'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3718870860407720022</id><published>2008-09-07T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:57:27.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>Questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do bad things happen to good people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;........and why do we drive in a parkway and park in a driveway? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jk&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3718870860407720022?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3718870860407720022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3718870860407720022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3718870860407720022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3718870860407720022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/questions.html' title='Questions...'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1040555762898514066</id><published>2008-09-06T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:45:48.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just want to say that unfortunately, the last Leah lesson is kinda border-line weird, and I wouldn't feel comfortable posting it for the whole world to see. It's an AMAZING ending, so if you would like to hear it, I can give you a run-down sometime! I'm really REALLY sorry about this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However, the lesson did talk about legacy, and when that happened a song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;popped&lt;/span&gt; into my head. It's a great song, and so I want to show you the lyrics; just let them sink in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And I enjoy an accolade like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Of all who's who and so-n-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;so's&lt;/span&gt; that used to be the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;such'n'such&lt;/span&gt; ... it wouldn't matter much&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We all need an '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Atta&lt;/span&gt; boy' or '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atta&lt;/span&gt; girl' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The temporary trappings of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to leave a legacy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How will they remember me? Did I choose to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Did I point to You enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To make a mark on things? I want to leave an offering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A child of mercy and grace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;who blessed&lt;/span&gt; your name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unapologetically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And leave that kind of legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have to look too far or too long awhile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lengthy&lt;/span&gt; list of all that I enjoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy&lt;br /&gt;Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you going to leave a legacy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1040555762898514066?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1040555762898514066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1040555762898514066' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1040555762898514066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1040555762898514066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/legacy.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1709014228877099691</id><published>2008-09-04T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:27:23.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>.......echo!!! (echo...echo.....echo....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okkk......I just have to say that Mandy and Jacob are pretty much the coolest people around!! I mean, I don't keep posts up for a week because I have nothing to write!! I'm looking for response here people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can you just leave a comment or something so I know people read my blog? That would be a HUGE help to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank you sooooo much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Jordan, J-Dawg, J-Bear, Jay-Jay (li'l brother :), and J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1709014228877099691?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1709014228877099691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1709014228877099691' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1709014228877099691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1709014228877099691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/echo-echoechoecho.html' title='.......echo!!! (echo...echo.....echo....)'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8931531266056939195</id><published>2008-09-01T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:29:53.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Fun Weekend??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1227/928046061_90709c51a4.jpg%3Fv%3D0&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://flickr.com/photos/15514324%40N00/928046061&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=333&amp;amp;sz=131&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=4&amp;amp;usg=__8I3v2vjw3HL2LuaABtsOf5VtmQ8=&amp;amp;tbnid=oOtr0PETXn1lRM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=87&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DTitan%2Broller%2Bcoaster%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="313" alt="" src="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1227/928046061_90709c51a4.jpg%3Fv%3D0&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://flickr.com/photos/15514324%40N00/928046061&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=333&amp;amp;sz=131&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=4&amp;amp;usg=__8I3v2vjw3HL2LuaABtsOf5VtmQ8=&amp;amp;tbnid=oOtr0PETXn1lRM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=87&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DTitan%2Broller%2Bcoaster%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I know that this Labor Day weekend has been a fun one for the Garrett family! We went to Six Flags Over Texas ( the one in Arlington). It was a complete BLAST!! There were vitually no lines; my dad and I walked on to the Titan 3 times and Batman once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know me, I'm a roller coaster FANATIC. It's pretty crazy actually, I just LOVE them. I don't really get the tingly feeling from them, so I can just lift my hands when falling 24 stories at 85 mph and actually enjoy the ride down :) It's fun!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know about you, but there is always something in life that is just exciting to think about, and it makes you jump in your seat thinking about doing it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What is something that you just LOOOOOVE doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and what did you do over Labor Day?&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/7063398310513108370-8931531266056939195?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8931531266056939195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8931531266056939195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8931531266056939195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8931531266056939195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend??'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-7513007759869208698</id><published>2008-08-21T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:27:00.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Leah: Lesson 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is only one more after this one......I know, I'm crying too. If you have no idea what's going on, then look at one of the earlier lessons (a good place to start would be Leah: Lesson 1 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WELL, it turns out that Rachel died in childbirth with her son Benjamin. *I KNOW, SHOCKER RIGHT!!!* So you would think that now Jacob would surely love Leah, but his favoritism continues with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rachel's&lt;/span&gt; sons (this goes back to Joseph, Rachel's first son, and his coat of many colors) It always seemed that Leah was always caught in her sisters shadow and could never measure up. But while Jacob didn't favor Leah, God did. It all started with a promise God made Abraham (Jacob's grandaddy) in the early pages of Genesis. God promises Abraham that HE would send the Messiah through his family line. And guess what? God kept to his word, and Leah's son Judah (Praise God), the only son that she didn't view as a tool to get Jacob's love, was going to carry on the line of Jesus. Simply put, Leah was a great-great (many greats)- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grandmother&lt;/span&gt; of Jesus Christ Himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What would you do if you were blessed like this? Isn't that hard sometimes to accept? Leah was totally blessed, but she didn't know it. However, because of one act of humility, she became extremely blessed. But what is humility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humility is NOT thinking poorly of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;. It is NOT having a pity party. It's not even thinking about yourself at all.  Humility is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recognizing&lt;/span&gt; God as King or kings and Lord of lords and being awed that He chooses to love you and use you. True humility is God-focused, false humility is really pride in disguise. In one act of true humility, Leah was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you have true humility, or false? What have you learned so far from these lessons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-7513007759869208698?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/7513007759869208698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=7513007759869208698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7513007759869208698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7513007759869208698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/08/leah-lesson-5.html' title='Leah: Lesson 5'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-350405303049838990</id><published>2008-08-20T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:44:36.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>First-Day Freshman Freakout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started my first day of high school today, and I have to say it was the scariest thing I have ever experienced!!!! Being that I didn't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;practically&lt;/span&gt; anyone (other than my great church friends and elementary friends that I hadn't seen in three years). I was so nervous in the car, practically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hyperventilating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I just knew I was going to end up that one girl who sits at a table all by herself with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no friends or social life. Luckily for me I caught up with Mack, Haley, and Alec right before school started, which calmed me down tremendously :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have health first hour, and the only person I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recognized&lt;/span&gt; was a guy that I knew from my 3 years of being an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;orch&lt;/span&gt; dork :) Unfortunately I sit front and center, so if the teacher talks I have to pull out an umbrella so I don't get spit on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-AP Geometry is next, and I get to suffer through with my best friend Sheridan. This will be fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is where it gets good. Sheridan and I ventured into the main building to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-AP Spanish 3. OH man. If being in a class of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jr's&lt;/span&gt;. isn't enough, not know what the teacher is saying half the time is even better. She spoke nothing but Spanish, and we had to introduce ourselves, say something we liked, and something we didn't like all in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;. Now I don't know about you, but I know I'm pretty rusty from summer. The guy sitting next to us said he didn't like freshman. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OOOH&lt;/span&gt; snap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next me and Sheridan race back to the freshman hall to go to lunch. That was the best part of the day :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After lunch I went to my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; hour, orchestra, only to find that i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to have orchestra first and THEN lunch. *sigh* So I had an orchestra class today full of weird EXTREME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;orch&lt;/span&gt; dorks in the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, and 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade. That was awkward.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; hour was English, where we will be reading books like The Odyssey, Of Mice and Men, Night, and Romeo and Juliet. Fun stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; hour is Biology. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOOOOOOVE&lt;/span&gt; science, so I'm really looking forward to this class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; hour is my golf class...and we don't start practice 'till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. It's pretty boring right now, but when we get to the course it will be hard-core practice. I can't wait :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do you have any school-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;trauma&lt;/span&gt; type stories that you would like to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-350405303049838990?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/350405303049838990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=350405303049838990' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/350405303049838990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/350405303049838990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-freshman-freakout.html' title='First-Day Freshman Freakout!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-7120833544978005969</id><published>2008-08-15T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:39:59.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Leah: Lesson 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You can't tell me that the Bible is boring after reading this. If it was a soap opera, I would totally watch it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last time we saw Leah and Rachel, they were in a constant competition for their husband. Do you blame them? Not only were two sisters competing, but they were also competing with their two maids. Since having sons meant carrying on the family name, they were trying to win Jacob over with the most kids. Weird huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One day during the harvest season, Leah's son Reuben found some mandrakes and brought them home. Now I know you're thinking "Whats a mandrake?!?" Well, a mandrake was pretty much a "love apple" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; opened someones womb who was unable to have any more children. uh huh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, Rachel wanted the "love apples", but Leah wasn't buying it that easily. She said, "Wasn't it enough that you got my husband away from me? And now you also want my son's mandrakes?" So Rachel made a deal with her sister. She could have her husband for one night in exchange for the apples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that night Leah became pregnant with two sons and a daughter. God then remembered Rachel and made her able to have children. She named her son Joseph ( the one who ends up getting the colorful coat...) Isn't it cool how this all connects?! How drama in the parents life leads to drama and hardship for the siblings? Interesting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But that's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; story. Both Rachel and Leah were manipulating each other to get what they wanted. Not very wise in the long run, but then again, we do it all the time! We may not realize it, but we totally do. But what is wisdom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mean-spirited ambition isn't wisdom. Boasting that you are wise isn't wisdom. Wisdom can be defined in James 3:14-18 as "gentle and reasonable, overflowing with mercy and blessings, not hot one day and cold next, not two-faced". And personally, I'm pretty sure that I don't fit those outlines all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The fact is, It all comes from envy. When we see something we want, it becomes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; to get it. Then we use manipulation to get what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hebrews 13:5 says, "Don't be obsessed with getting more material things. Be relaxed with what you have. Since God assured us, 'I'll never let you down, never walk off and leave you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We take so many things for granted, yet we always want more, it's always a competition to get it, we're always manipulating, and it's always dragging us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; from God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What role does envy play in your life? Thoughts? Please? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-7120833544978005969?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/7120833544978005969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=7120833544978005969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7120833544978005969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/7120833544978005969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/08/leah-lesson-4.html' title='Leah: Lesson 4'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6156680789191765527</id><published>2008-08-12T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:02:41.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Imagine this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's late, your tired, and all you want to do is cuddle up in your bed and sleep 'till noon the next day. You walk up the stairs, go into your room, and you're about to climb into bed when HOLY COW!!! There's a bee flying around your head. Now, if you know me then you know that I've never EVER liked flying, stinging things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what do you do in this crisis? I'm huddled up in a corner, waiting for the bee to land so I can capture it and let it outside or something. But I have no idea where it went. GREAT.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Again, what to do? Then it hit me! I grabbed 3 pillows, a blanket, and called my dog and sprinted to my closet. Now my closet is pretty big, big enough that if i lay down i can fit with about an inch to spare (not going diagonal). So i grab  my sleeping bag from the top of my closet, surround myself with pillows, and curl up with my dog in my closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Childish, right? You would think this would be the events of a 5 year old...but alas...this happened a week ago :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's amazing the lengths we will go to when we are afraid of something to avoid it..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are you afraid of? Any other thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6156680789191765527?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6156680789191765527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6156680789191765527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6156680789191765527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6156680789191765527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/08/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8165059699886309836</id><published>2008-08-03T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:35:29.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Leah: Lesson 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK, this is the last one until next Thursday! I hope the suspense doesn't kill you.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the last lesson, Leah learned that she needed to praise God, not just acknowledge Him. She realized that having children was a blessing rather than just a way to get Jacob to love her. This focus change was her launching pad to freedom, however her attitude of praise didn't last long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When Rachel realized that she couldn't have any kids of her own for Jacob, she became very jealous of her sister. &lt;em&gt;What&lt;/em&gt;?! I know you are thinking, &lt;em&gt;how can Rachel be jealous of Leah when she has EVERYTHING&lt;/em&gt;? The answer is competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We all know how people can be, especially girls. Would you look at her outfit, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; cute! I wonder where she got that....Did you see that hunk of junk for a car? Good thing I have a nice ride. NO! You are not going to win this game of ping pong, I'M going to win no matter what! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uhmm&lt;/span&gt;..no, that is MY boyfriend, go find your own! You can find competition EVERYWHERE, everyone does it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what does Rachel do? Well, she wants Jacob to be happy, so she tells her maid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bilhah&lt;/span&gt; to go sleep with him. &lt;em&gt;What?!&lt;/em&gt; OK, 1) what kind of name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bilhah&lt;/span&gt;? and 2) How weird is that?! Now both Rachel and Leah are sharing a husband with 3 people. I'm sorry, but that just makes everything WORSE in my opinion. But Rachel was desperate to keep Jacob's love. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bilhah&lt;/span&gt; has a baby, which Rachel names Dan(Vindication). She figured God took my side and vindicated me; he listened and gave me a son. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bilhah&lt;/span&gt; got pregnant again, Rachel said, "I've been in an all-out fight with my sister-and I've won!" So she named him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Naphtiali&lt;/span&gt;(Fight). Can you say WOW? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But wait, there's more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Leah was unable to have any more children. So when she saw Rachel giving her maid to Jacob, guess what? She gave her maid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zilpah&lt;/span&gt; (another weird name I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt; idea how to pronounce). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zilpah&lt;/span&gt; had a son for Jacob, which Leah named Gad (Lucky). When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zilpah&lt;/span&gt; h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt; a second son for Jacob, Leah said, "A happy day! The women will congratulate me in my happiness." So she named him Asher(Happy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;See what this turned into? An all-out war between two sisters over their husband. Leah didn't want to lose the advantage she had, and Rachel wanted to win Jacob over entirely. Out of jealousy, they started a competition, which lead them both away from God. You see, even though Leah looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;, she had the wrong motive in this. She was so consumed in herself and what she wanted; all it did was drive her deeper into a self-focused way of thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So here is my question, is life a competition for you? What are you most insecure about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Any other thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-8165059699886309836?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8165059699886309836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8165059699886309836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8165059699886309836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8165059699886309836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/08/leah-lesson-3.html' title='Leah: Lesson 3'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8291100600854000673</id><published>2008-07-31T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:10:01.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Leah: Lesson 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we find Leah, who is married to Jacob, who is ALSO married to Leah's sister, Rachel. Can you feel the tension? I would think so! Leah is feeling pretty helpless. I mean, her sister is better in every area in life, from beauty to talent. How can she win Jacob's love if she has nothing he wants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Back in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the world, men valued women who could give them sons. The more sons, the more generations to carry on the family name. Well, Rachel was unable to have children of her own, but Leah was. For once, Leah was ahead. She thought that by having more sons, SURELY Jacob would love her more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her first son she named Reuben(Look-it's-a-boy!). She thought that it was a sign from God, saying that He had seen her misery; and that Jacob would love her now. But he still was madly in love with Rachel, who couldn't have children. Leah's second son was named Simeon(God-Heard). She named the 3rd child Levi (Connect), thinking that her husband would finally connect with her. Finally, she became &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; with a fourth son, who she named Judah(Praise-God), because this time instead of living life all about HER, she was going to praise God for the children she had been blessed with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even after all this, Jacob still didn't love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You see, Leah was looking in all the wrong places to find love. She was obsessed with herself and what she wanted, Jacob's love, that she was forgetting the most important thing, God. Doesn't that sound so familiar? But it wasn't all unintentional. The first three times, Leah acknowledged God and His role in the blessings she was receiving. But since she didn't praise God, her focus remained on Jacob. When Judah was born, her focus turned toward praising God. I think we need to find a place where we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; God, but praise him for the things he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-8291100600854000673?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8291100600854000673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8291100600854000673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8291100600854000673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8291100600854000673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/leah-lesson-2.html' title='Leah: Lesson 2'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8978078063201334762</id><published>2008-07-29T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:08:31.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Leah: Lesson 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the bible study that i told you about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you have never heard the story of Leah, it is one that I think everyone can learn a lesson from. It is the first story of "high school style" drama that you will see in the Bible. Imagine this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So Abraham had a son, Issac. Well, Issac had a son, Jacob. This is where our story takes place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the story, Jacob is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; teenage guy who is looking for a wife. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt; for a while, he found two sisters, Leah and Rachel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Genesis 29:17 (The Message) says, "Leah had nice eyes, but Rachel was stunningly beautiful. And it was Rachel that Jacob loved." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So Jacob fell in love with Rachel at first sight. Now back in the day a man worked for a woman's father for 7 years in order to have their hand in marriage. Well Jacob jumped right on that so he could marry Rachel. After 7 years, the wedding takes place. But instead of Rachel, Laban (their dad) gives Jacob Leah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jacob is furious. He doesn't love Leah, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinks&lt;/span&gt; she is ugly, and doesn't want to give her the time of day. So what happens? Rachel and Leah are both married to Jacob, but he hates Leah. Can you imagine? Your husband hating you? Think of what it would feel like to be in your sister's shadow. Can you imagine the hurt she's feeling? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where you felt in someone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; shadow? Any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-8978078063201334762?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8978078063201334762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8978078063201334762' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8978078063201334762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8978078063201334762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/leah-lesson-1.html' title='Leah: Lesson 1'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1837905610213342456</id><published>2008-07-28T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:35:47.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short thought'/><title type='text'>It's Official :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that's it. I'm 100%, no backing out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt; going to Memorial. I enrolled today :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Asta&lt;/span&gt; la vista North!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1837905610213342456?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1837905610213342456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1837905610213342456' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1837905610213342456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1837905610213342456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official :)'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3970635921247527720</id><published>2008-07-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:24:45.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakthrough'/><title type='text'>Big Decision With Some Big Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had just come home from an AMAZING Bible study (which I will talk about tomorrow!), when my mom brought up a serious topic. Memorial. Now normally when the topic comes up a brush it aside, pouting and proclaiming that I'm going to North and that NOTHING is changing that. I've always been in such a mindset for North that Memorial was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; out of the question. There was just no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, my mom brought it up. "Jordan, I think you should consider Memorial. It would be a much better school for you in the long run anyway! Better drama and arts, better golf, no cliques, less drugs, more friends, and you live a block away! Wouldn't it be a better school for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now this is the part where i would state my "North case", but I didn't. I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; about the idea. I had an overwhelming peace about it all, like if it happened, it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. I have never felt that way before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I thought about it, and prayed about it, and the more i thought, the more it clicked. I HAVE to go to Memorial. But first I had to talk to my best friend, Sheridan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You see, we have been going to the same school for 12 years!!! That's a LONG time. To make this decision, I had to have her take too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Long story short, God has spoken to me in so many ways. Through Him, through friends, and through my family. Sheridan is going to Memorial ( I mean, I have to have someone to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-AP Spanish 3 with me :) This year is going to be great, I just know it. The most amazing part? God has spoken to me like never before. I love it. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anything ground-breaking in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3970635921247527720?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3970635921247527720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3970635921247527720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3970635921247527720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3970635921247527720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-decision-with-some-big-help.html' title='Big Decision With Some Big Help'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6823811175899389047</id><published>2008-07-24T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:18:56.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>A very large camp review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well....i decided that I could go with a few blogs of each day or do a large overview of the whole thing. I decided on one BIG post...so be prepared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arrival&lt;/span&gt; day!!!! After a very long bus ride, unpacking, and dinner, it was the first night of worship. Man the whole place was on FIRE! All of the songs were amazing, and what followed was not what I was expecting at ALL. Andy Tilly talked about how there is one thing in life that is free that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; priceless. Your life! But sometimes we find ourselves living for us, and being all about us. But that's not how God wants us to live at all. We should be about serving others. Why be selfish when our life was given to us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After service was 80's bad prom night!!! Holy cow that was quite amusing indeed :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 2-This was the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; day of camp, and everyone there had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; too much energy. No matter, it would all be burned off by the end of camp. All of the team building &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; were so fun! It just showed that no matter where you came from, we could all work together and make a difference. Too bad they didn't listen to me when it came to building the boat..... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the service tonight was what really got to me, more than any other night. It talked about how we are so selfish in life, and we have a "mom-ME" attitude. you know, where life is all about you and what you want, no matter what that means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He also talked about prayer. This is where it gets cool. In the devotional time earlier that day, I had opened up the Message to a random page. It was Luke 10:20-35 and Luke 11. It just happened to be the lords prayer. i remembered thinking that this section was really cool and that i wanted to look at that verse some more later. Well, that night, guess what Andy talked about? Yeah, you guessed it. The lords prayer. He talked about how we pray over such stupid things, like that we will ace our next test or score that hot guy over there. I mean seriously? I found myself thinking "you know? i pray stupid things all the time". It hit home HARD. I'm so bad about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; praying to God. Ah man i was bawling. to learn about the second part of the story, check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alec's&lt;/span&gt; blog. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The days that followed we equally as inspiring, but I learned the most from the second message. Well, and then the last night of course, which has a reputation of flooding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;auditorium&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Camp is an experience where everyone gets something different from it. I know i was changed,but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure that everyone that went was impacted somehow. I pray for everyone this year it wont be a "camp high". I pray that it will stay with us until next year, and the years to come. Wouldn't that be AWESOME? I can't even imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH! And my injuries are good now, my back and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;legs&lt;/span&gt; aren't sore anymore either! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.....I hope everyone has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;recovered&lt;/span&gt; from camp as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-6823811175899389047?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6823811175899389047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6823811175899389047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6823811175899389047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6823811175899389047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-large-camp-review.html' title='A very large camp review'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3539705029268273460</id><published>2008-07-21T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:38:46.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow has it been a while since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; posted anything! I've been really busy lately..you know CHURCH CAMP!!!! Man it was AMAZING. It was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;life changing&lt;/span&gt; and eye opening for me. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; an awesome week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't explain the experiences in any words, there just aren't any good adjectives.  It was simply a God thing. I learned so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Camp is just one of those things that you can't miss, and you can't help but miss it once your gone. I loved hanging out with my friends and strengthening the relationships i have with all of them. Especially the one relationship that counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided its very hard to write anything when you're tired. so i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to get some sleep and tomorrow give some highlights of camp!!!  love all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3539705029268273460?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3539705029268273460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3539705029268273460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3539705029268273460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3539705029268273460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2257105460783005321</id><published>2008-07-12T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:35:53.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short thought'/><title type='text'>Alarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It had been a long, rainy day in San Antonio, and walking was a must all day long. I was tired, hungry, i had a headache, and was cold from being wet all day from rain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shamu&lt;/span&gt;-salt spray. So i was laying in bed, trying to get my headache to go away when I hear an alarm going off outside our window. &lt;em&gt;Well, this is helping my headache situation&lt;/em&gt;. So i stuff a pillow over my face and try to tune it out. However my grandma and mom think it's much more interesting and look out the window. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A guy in a white tee-shirt and mustache had broken into a car sitting right outside our window. In a flash he tore out the radio system in the car, got in his little white car, and drove off. We got the licence plate number and called the police, and it turns out this same person has been doing this for a while and they've been trying to catch him. what was scary about all this was that the car he robbed was sitting right next to ours. It could have easily been our stuff that got snatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why does this happen? It just KILLS me that this happens to innocent people. Why do they find it necessary to do things like this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uhg&lt;/span&gt;...it makes me sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But don't get me wrong, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; stolen something before. A pack of nerds from a Crest store.....but don't hold it against me! I was like 5 and I returned it in tears. OH! I also had a partner in crime, but i wont go into that....*cough cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Any thoughts? Have you ever stolen anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2257105460783005321?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2257105460783005321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2257105460783005321' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2257105460783005321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2257105460783005321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/alarm.html' title='Alarm'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6594713358045025908</id><published>2008-07-11T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:07:17.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Trip Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baaaaack&lt;/span&gt;!!! I love Sea World! here are some cool pics! *taken by yours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry, some of them are kinda blurry...my camera doesn't like to take action shots very well....ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqlC7dWcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I-bKYY2yyUM/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221970583865874882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqlC7dWcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I-bKYY2yyUM/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SHAMU&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't that AWESOME?! I want to do that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqln8N4gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CUWT-qBciUE/s1600-h/IMG_1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221970593801167362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqln8N4gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CUWT-qBciUE/s320/IMG_1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Someones about to get wet.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqmJQ3UhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TW1jRw4_eqA/s1600-h/IMG_1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221970602746139154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqmJQ3UhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TW1jRw4_eqA/s320/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's a lot of fat to lug out of the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvOFWRrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5i1g_y0Epp4/s1600-h/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221969659147208370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvOFWRrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5i1g_y0Epp4/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; HOW AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvQ4qj6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DW4GYRbt7sk/s1600-h/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221969659899318178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvQ4qj6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DW4GYRbt7sk/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Fins up! (and a squeak noise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvoMAZ-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NOXXQNCt4I4/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221969666154457058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpvoMAZ-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NOXXQNCt4I4/s320/IMG_1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Back flip&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpwHHIMFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rz9FSw5vq3Q/s1600-h/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221969674455494738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpwHHIMFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rz9FSw5vq3Q/s320/IMG_1356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Spinning on a platform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpwii3goI/AAAAAAAAAE4/abnz9x6YqAg/s1600-h/IMG_1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221969681819599490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgpwii3goI/AAAAAAAAAE4/abnz9x6YqAg/s320/IMG_1358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spinning&lt;/span&gt; in the center...it was really pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglux8_6iI/AAAAAAAAADw/CFHYqI5fWho/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965253549484578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglux8_6iI/AAAAAAAAADw/CFHYqI5fWho/s320/sea+world+trip+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; look closely...there is a diver in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglvY9_m3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UMaDcbOduvc/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965264022641522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglvY9_m3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UMaDcbOduvc/s320/sea+world+trip+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;um..yeah it's blurry...but that's one BIG horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglvs-CfpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/P5Goy4L4xDk/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965269391539858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglvs-CfpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/P5Goy4L4xDk/s320/sea+world+trip+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yeah, like i said, big horses. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anhieser&lt;/span&gt;-Busch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Clydesdale's&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglv-IX0rI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nBbudBnhZbc/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965273998283442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglv-IX0rI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nBbudBnhZbc/s320/sea+world+trip+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I will call him squishy, and he shall be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglweBXgEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Nh6n-IhLhVI/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965282558836802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHglweBXgEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Nh6n-IhLhVI/s320/sea+world+trip+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Acrobat in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjq6xjk6I/AAAAAAAAADI/rseelr_3rOs/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221962988174676898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjq6xjk6I/AAAAAAAAADI/rseelr_3rOs/s320/sea+world+trip+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; HEY! Someone else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;who's&lt;/span&gt; sleepy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjrdFV2UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NbLltNjNF_k/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221962997384468802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjrdFV2UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NbLltNjNF_k/s320/sea+world+trip+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;AWH&lt;/span&gt;! How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cuuuute&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjrsIE3MI/AAAAAAAAADY/WFPGoGSWIqE/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221963001422470338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjrsIE3MI/AAAAAAAAADY/WFPGoGSWIqE/s320/sea+world+trip+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The head seal...with a big head... making lots of noise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjr-NE6tI/AAAAAAAAADg/UBI6iS7gTnQ/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221963006275283666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjr-NE6tI/AAAAAAAAADg/UBI6iS7gTnQ/s320/sea+world+trip+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; DOLPHINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjsZ32enI/AAAAAAAAADo/k4m2GwEDlXs/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221963013702449778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgjsZ32enI/AAAAAAAAADo/k4m2GwEDlXs/s320/sea+world+trip+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Beluga whale... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghlTDSkBI/AAAAAAAAACg/noNKwJNw_eA/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221960692589039634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghlTDSkBI/AAAAAAAAACg/noNKwJNw_eA/s320/sea+world+trip+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The entrance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghluXyIbI/AAAAAAAAACo/Nsh7dGOpB6A/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221960699922751922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghluXyIbI/AAAAAAAAACo/Nsh7dGOpB6A/s320/sea+world+trip+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Feeding the dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghl5zI7NI/AAAAAAAAACw/4AysHKgBpRo/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221960702990281938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghl5zI7NI/AAAAAAAAACw/4AysHKgBpRo/s320/sea+world+trip+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ....and petting them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghmWy1wsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BnDayjjCDu4/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221960710773654210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghmWy1wsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BnDayjjCDu4/s320/sea+world+trip+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghmrBKh3I/AAAAAAAAADA/HLz4m2oKCko/s1600-h/sea+world+trip+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221960716202444658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHghmrBKh3I/AAAAAAAAADA/HLz4m2oKCko/s320/sea+world+trip+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another sleepyhead...and i know sleepy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7063398310513108370-6594713358045025908?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6594713358045025908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6594713358045025908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6594713358045025908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6594713358045025908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/trip-pictures.html' title='Trip Pictures'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SHgqlC7dWcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I-bKYY2yyUM/s72-c/IMG_1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3119075581847498559</id><published>2008-07-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:56:21.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERY random'/><title type='text'>WHOA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;....so the hotel we are staying in has a computer!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; yeah! I'm typing fast because there are people waiting in line &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have come to find that riding in a car with your younger brother and sister for 6 hours REALLY doesn't work out very well. I mean, i know my legs were asleep...so i can only imagine what was happening to them. but that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, i slept most of the time......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However during the time that i wasn't sleeping, i looked out my window. I know, ground-breaking, but i did. Have you ever just looked at the clouds? and really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appreciated&lt;/span&gt; them? Well, i know for me they were always just balls of fluff or whatever.....but these clouds were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; pretty! I couldn't take my eyes off them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...and then i was thinking WOW! God MADE those clouds....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm really not sure what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting at by this post...BUT God is amazing, and i really liked seeing the clouds :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did you look at the sky today? or the stars? or trees? or ANYTHING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3119075581847498559?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3119075581847498559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3119075581847498559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3119075581847498559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3119075581847498559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoa.html' title='WHOA!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2166676688469444551</id><published>2008-07-04T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:58:39.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Going, going, going.....going.....gone :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup, that's right folks, my mom, sister, brother, grandma, and I are on our annual trip to San Antonio! This is my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; time to go! I can't wait! We are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sea World&lt;/span&gt;, possibly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schlitterbahn&lt;/span&gt;, and of course no trip to San Antonio is complete without the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;river walk&lt;/span&gt; and the Alamo! We are also going to visit my aunt at her house in College Station (she goes to Texas A&amp;amp;M and is studying to become a marine biologist....sea lions and stuff :) I can't wait to see everyone in Texas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, i LOVE traveling....it's my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FAVE&lt;/span&gt; hobby!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;....I just love the culture that comes with it (call me a dork..but yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm kinda sad; I'm going to miss you all and my blog and the computer and all that other stuff! But we'll be back next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; talk to everyone then! OH! I will have my phone....but i won't be able to get to it during the day. So call me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; call you back!!! um...yeah i think that's it. wow it sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; dying or something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. well, LOVE you all! talk to you when i get back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2166676688469444551?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2166676688469444551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2166676688469444551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2166676688469444551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2166676688469444551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-going-goinggoinggone.html' title='Going, going, going.....going.....gone :)'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2630325849644686082</id><published>2008-07-03T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:34:48.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>PICTURES!!! YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK! well, it kinda worked.....there are a lot of pictures that didn't make it on here though. And they are TOTALLY out of order because I'm not sure and i can't move them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219008755652999954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2kz9BZuxI/AAAAAAAAACY/PB_SfniTx1o/s200/Africa+pictures+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kakum&lt;/span&gt; National Park; a walk through the canopy! (my mom looking down....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jjjRdZWI/AAAAAAAAABw/lAU6txldrpw/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007374351492450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jjjRdZWI/AAAAAAAAABw/lAU6txldrpw/s200/Africa+pictures+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We were there to pass out textbooks to school kids, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; there I am! (5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade..don't hold it against me) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nsawum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Presly&lt;/span&gt; School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jj4PQ_mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9H-nA9CVOvM/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007379979435618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jj4PQ_mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9H-nA9CVOvM/s200/Africa+pictures+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A typical classroom in Ghana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jkOlNo2I/AAAAAAAAACA/C_eZiJ90Rgs/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007385977070434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jkOlNo2I/AAAAAAAAACA/C_eZiJ90Rgs/s200/Africa+pictures+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A preschool!!! They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jkdUsQWI/AAAAAAAAACI/emgTYEN-pd0/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007389934305634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2jkdUsQWI/AAAAAAAAACI/emgTYEN-pd0/s200/Africa+pictures+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;000&lt;/span&gt; students in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Akrapong&lt;/span&gt; waiting for textbooks. Whoosh that was a long day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007457748460754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2joZ82JNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kTGZTkbX_Lw/s200/Africa+pictures+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another canopy view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2fiF44LbI/AAAAAAAAABo/lapkKmf_e1U/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219002951237381554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2fiF44LbI/AAAAAAAAABo/lapkKmf_e1U/s200/Africa+pictures+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ceremonial&lt;/span&gt; dance preformed by some of the students in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nsawaum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Presly&lt;/span&gt; school. They wanted me to dance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; if only they knew that a white girl CAN'T dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2eVH_j1dI/AAAAAAAAABg/K3u4mACKhno/s1600-h/Africa+pictures+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219001628952352210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2eVH_j1dI/AAAAAAAAABg/K3u4mACKhno/s200/Africa+pictures+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; day in Ghana at a 4 HOUR church service. That is amazing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, you can ask me about pronunciation later ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7063398310513108370-2630325849644686082?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2630325849644686082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2630325849644686082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2630325849644686082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2630325849644686082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-yay.html' title='PICTURES!!! YAY!!!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SG2kz9BZuxI/AAAAAAAAACY/PB_SfniTx1o/s72-c/Africa+pictures+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-8473405342380250881</id><published>2008-07-01T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:01:31.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Travels in Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe you know (and maybe you don't...) but when I was in the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade my parents and I went on a mission trip to Ghana, Africa. It really has changed our lives! I learned so many things on that trip..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; the memories. The only bad things that happened were I had to get 4 shots (by the way if you ever have to get a yellow fever shot, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; sorry. It HURTS) and I got sick because of a malaria pill. But there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; many good things that happened too...here are some of the AMAZING things that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;learned to entertain myself with a yo yo and a deck of cards (for 10 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;learned to eat food with a malaria pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;learned dutch airline food is really REALLY gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;learned to not ask what you are eating....just enjoy it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;never try to stuff 9 people in a car that only seats 8........for 5 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;go ahead and try that "chocolate mouse" that's on the menu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;EAT THE FRUIT! Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; amazing when it's fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;learn the language....they will take pity on you and help you master it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NEVER buy a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grasscutter&lt;/span&gt;" (some sort of animal..beats me) off the road from a salesman when there is a guy selling a dead monkey 10 feet away too. I guess the guy with the monkey wanted to get rid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;never rock the bridge that is holding up the canopy walk. it's a long way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;take pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;be BLESSED! We have so many things that we just take for granted, like a home. or running water. or floors. right across the street from your "5 star" hotel. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here are some AWESOME pics :) Hope you enjoy!....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i lied..it wont let me upload any!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Well, if you wanna see some, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lemmie&lt;/span&gt; know and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; bring some to church sometime! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7063398310513108370-8473405342380250881?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/8473405342380250881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=8473405342380250881' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8473405342380250881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/8473405342380250881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/07/travels-in-africa.html' title='Travels in Africa'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4653621210440848185</id><published>2008-06-30T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:03:27.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need of Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok. Im needing some really really really really awesome worship songs. Like, really. Anything that just blows your mind away I guess. LET ME KNOW PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-4653621210440848185?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4653621210440848185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4653621210440848185' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4653621210440848185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4653621210440848185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-need-of-music.html' title='In Need of Music'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-384074688311443023</id><published>2008-06-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:37:05.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have found that in this time in my life, I need to turn to God. Not to my friends, although they have wisdom, but to Him. Because no matter what they say about my relationship with Him, it really isn't up to them, is it? Me and God have to find that one out. And honestly, I dont think there's a secret formula to it. I think it's whatever you can do to connect with God the best. No matter what that is. and I'm not posting this to offend ANYONE, because that's not what I'm trying to do AT ALL. I value all the advice i've been given, and because of that advice I've come up with this conclusion. Off to find Him, because that's all that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-384074688311443023?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/384074688311443023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=384074688311443023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/384074688311443023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/384074688311443023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/turn-to-god.html' title='Turn to God'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3754673781439056495</id><published>2008-06-29T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:57:40.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe Into Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this is how it feels when I &lt;strong&gt;ignore&lt;/strong&gt; the words you spoke to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is where I lose myself when I keep &lt;strong&gt;running away from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is who I am when, when i &lt;strong&gt;don't know myself&lt;/strong&gt; anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is what i &lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;/strong&gt; when its all left up to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe your life into me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm falling, falling faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe your life into me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm falling, falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt; into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is how it looks when I am standing on the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is how I&lt;strong&gt; break apart&lt;/strong&gt; when I finally hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is how it hurts when I &lt;strong&gt;pretend i don't feel any pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this is how I disappear when I &lt;strong&gt;throw myself away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm falling, falling faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm falling, falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can feel you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling, falling faster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling, falling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe your life into me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm falling, falling faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe you life into me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Falling, falling, falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Breathe into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This song came on  my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; today, when I was just trying to block out the world and get on with life. I have always loved this song, but today I LISTENED to the words. Let them sink in. When life gets you down and you feel like not getting up again, TURN TO GOD! He will give you the strength to keep going! I don't want to just "get on with life". I want to LIVE! Breathe into me! Needless to say I feel MUCH better now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Besides, when life knocks you down to your knees, you're in the perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; to pray. &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/7063398310513108370-3754673781439056495?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3754673781439056495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3754673781439056495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3754673781439056495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3754673781439056495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/breathe-into-me.html' title='Breathe Into Me'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-6766942646312965212</id><published>2008-06-28T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:51:43.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sweet ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGbcTW3DFEI/AAAAAAAAABI/5g1Y-K2JpxQ/s1600-h/ferrari+california.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217099443467392066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGbcTW3DFEI/AAAAAAAAABI/5g1Y-K2JpxQ/s320/ferrari+california.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;found a car i dig. new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;. AWESOME. :)&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/7063398310513108370-6766942646312965212?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/6766942646312965212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=6766942646312965212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6766942646312965212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/6766942646312965212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-ride.html' title='Sweet ride'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGbcTW3DFEI/AAAAAAAAABI/5g1Y-K2JpxQ/s72-c/ferrari+california.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2753381682291596388</id><published>2008-06-28T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:33:06.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetfulness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever found it frustrating that you had something in mind and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;! It's gone? Well, this was one of those instances. I came up with something to write in my blog, and it was good and then......gone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;!  So I'm sitting here thinking. OK...what was it? no, not that, no, no, no....for like 10 minutes. I can't remember it. So at this point its really bugging me. Well, one of my good friends was told me to pray about it and the words will come. Why didn't I think of that before?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I didn't come up with what i was planning to write. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it was pointless anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;God revealed to me something better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WE ARE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FORGETFUL&lt;/span&gt;! God, being the amazing God He is, NEVER forgets us. But so many days we go without just remembering to talk to Him, worship Him, seek Him, long Him, love Him, and so many other things. I mean, He's always there for us, but we are only there when it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt; for us, and when we remember. Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know I want to be on fire for Him 24/7. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2753381682291596388?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2753381682291596388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2753381682291596388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2753381682291596388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2753381682291596388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgetfulness.html' title='Forgetfulness.'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-9142720607407671022</id><published>2008-06-27T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:12:55.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;....What a great day for a golf tournament. NOT! I had all the makings for a crappy day at the course. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whoosh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had to get up this morning at 4:45!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!! IT'S SUMMER!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were late leaving the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Long drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wewoka&lt;/span&gt; Oklahoma, one in which i COULDN'T get comfy to go to sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Go to the one and only Sonic in town and get breakfast on my white pants. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GREEEEAAAAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Get to the "country club", check in, go to get a bucket of balls to practice only to find out that i have to sign in and tee of. awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So me and my friend are walking to the #1 tee box when we are greeted by a SWARM of bugs. I guess we're just sweet like that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's so humid outside that i would rather it just rain and get it over with (and that's saying something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a fan of playing golf in the rain).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, to many people, this would be the makings of the worst game of golf/ worst day of their lives kind of day. But today wasn't one of those days! I had an absolute BLAST!! I remember starting off my day praying "God, today I'm in a golf tournament, and I NEED some help! I'm putting today in Your hands, so what happens happens." And honestly, today didn't seem bad AT ALL. In fact, (not to brag but just to state...) I got 3rd today!! And my lowest score so far on 18 holes! So really, I'm pretty happy with the turnout. But I can't take the credit! I prayed all day, and you know what? My God came through. He heals people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ANND&lt;/span&gt; helps them in golf tournaments. Pretty amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-9142720607407671022?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/9142720607407671022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=9142720607407671022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/9142720607407671022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/9142720607407671022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/golf.html' title='Golf'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-2723386467844907915</id><published>2008-06-26T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:15:06.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Spider Bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; when I was about 8 years old I got a spot behind my knee that kinda looked (and felt) like a mosquito bite. IT ITCHED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BAD!!! But it also really hurt to touch it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weeeelll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....I told my mom about it, and she told me not to touch it. Of course, it itched so i wasn't NOT going to scratch it! *Sigh*. That was a REALLY stupid choice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In a matter of days I was SUPER sick, and the "mosquito" bite on my leg? A black spot the size of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cantaloupe&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fiddle back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....wow. Well, after going to the doctor, I found out that not only was it a spider bite, but it was an INFECTED spider bite. Nice going Jordan ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what did I learn from all of this? Listen to what your parents say, it sometimes can be pretty darn helpful (and can keep you from having to amputate your leg). I'm pretty sure I learned my lesson....I had to take pills the size of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pinkie&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SIIIIICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!) and I left for church camp sick as a dog. Good thing I didn't barf, the people on the bus prob. wouldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; that much ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;...my dad reminded me of a part of the story i left out :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; here we go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I was a little younger, I had some sort of infection in my left hip. Weird, I know...but still! Well, I ended up having to take these pills and the insurance covered it and all that jazz. Well, for some reason, our insurance would no longer cover my left leg. So my whole body is insured EXCEPT for my left leg. I mean seriously?! So if I break a leg, it CAN'T be the left one...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Well, the spider bite was on the right leg, but they said it was on the left. You can only imagine what happened THEN.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-2723386467844907915?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/2723386467844907915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=2723386467844907915' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2723386467844907915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/2723386467844907915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/spider-bite.html' title='Spider Bite'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1208396906466191110</id><published>2008-06-25T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:54:44.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOW!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, so tonight at church i was just BLOWN AWAY by God and the message and worship and WOW! It was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;, AMAZING! I don't really have words to describe how I feel right now. jeez. wow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. breathe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ever felt this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1208396906466191110?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1208396906466191110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1208396906466191110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1208396906466191110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1208396906466191110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-is-here.html' title='God is here!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3523571596200995615</id><published>2008-06-24T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:54:34.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Live Like You Were Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He said I was in my early forties, with a lot of life before me, when a moment came that stopped me on a dime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I spent most of the next days, looking at the x-rays, talking 'bout the options, and talking 'bout sweet times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I asked him when it sank in, that this might really be the real end. "Hows it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hit'cha&lt;/span&gt; when you get that kind of news? Man, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;what'd&lt;/span&gt; ya do?" He said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing, i went two point seven seconds on a bull named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt;. And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter and I gave forgiveness I'd been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;denyin&lt;/span&gt;'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And he said "someday i hope you get the chance, to live like you were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dyin&lt;/span&gt;'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love this song. It has such a great message in it that I love being reminded of. Life is short, and it's a gift from above(also a song :)) I know there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; many things i would do if i knew i had a limit of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What is something you would want to do if you knew you were going to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3523571596200995615?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3523571596200995615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3523571596200995615' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3523571596200995615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3523571596200995615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/live-like-you-were-dying.html' title='Live Like You Were Dying'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4873784651246891968</id><published>2008-06-24T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:39:32.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short thought'/><title type='text'>Technology Today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its amazing how much technology has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;improved&lt;/span&gt; over the years. It just boggles my mind! I mean, I started writing this blog on my TV!!! MY TV!!! I'm still blown away by that fact. W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oooow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Everything keeps improving and getting better and better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well that's how our walk with God should be too. Getting better and better, closer and closer. But i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NOOO&lt;/span&gt; room to talk. I've made some stupid choices lately...and they've come with stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt;.  BUT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; GETTING THROUGH THEM AND LOOKING AHEAD TOWARDS THE LIGHT! uh..yeah that's all I got for now!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do you have anything in your life that you are looking ahead to get past? I would love to pray for ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-4873784651246891968?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4873784651246891968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4873784651246891968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4873784651246891968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4873784651246891968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/technology-today.html' title='Technology Today..'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-3084032106991885673</id><published>2008-06-21T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:53:26.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-HIV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whatthe&lt;/span&gt;....yes, you are reading the heading correctly. Let me explain :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Imagine you are at a Micro Mission with your church in a school cleaning a library, because it's needing some SERIOUS help. You go to a box of cleaning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supplies&lt;/span&gt; in search of some heavy-duty stuff that will deteriorate the gum off the bookcases(and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; spider the size of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Godzilla&lt;/span&gt;). You open the box, and what do you find? A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spray paint&lt;/span&gt;-looking can that says "Top Gun, foaming solution". So I'm thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OOHHHH&lt;/span&gt; MAN! This is what I've been looking for! So I'm looking to see if gum and spiders are on the list of things that it will clean, but they weren't on there!! I mean whats up with that?! ;) No, instead I found something much more interesting. It says: Kills HIV. Wow. I had to read it like 5 times before telling everyone that we've got the Noble in reach. It was the highlight of the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;...good times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I absolutely LOVE Mission trips, no matter how big or small. They really make you think and take a step back from your life a little. Yeah, you may be going through hard times-who hasn't?-and life probably doesn't seem like a basket of roses, but we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; blessed. We have so many things that we just take for granted, like being able to go to church or having a school with no bullet holes in the windows and bars on the outside. It is always so humbling for me to be able to help out people who really need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What do you enjoy doing that is "humbling" for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-3084032106991885673?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/3084032106991885673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=3084032106991885673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3084032106991885673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/3084032106991885673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/anti-hiv.html' title='Anti-HIV'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4467947637908965717</id><published>2008-06-20T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:10:39.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGaMmJtVI2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Asvbf5kNRS8/s1600-h/friends+pics!+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217011805424264034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGaMmJtVI2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Asvbf5kNRS8/s320/friends+pics!+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, I play the cello. I really love it! It's such an AMAZING instrument, and it has a beautiful sound. I've been playing since 6t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; grade, and I have no intention of stopping anytime soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just recently switched from a 3/4 size cello to a full size cello, and there is a ENORMOUS difference! The only way I can describe it is from going from a little kid guitar with plastic strings to a Fender guitar with an Amp the size of a car. ;) Anyway the intervals between notes is VERY far, and I'm having a hard time getting it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NCHO&lt;/span&gt;(North Central Honor Orchestra) tryouts are coming up, and the music is as hard as ever. I was looking at the music tonight and trying to translate it into English when I realized "this is HARD! I'm NEVER going to get this!" It was at this frustrating moment that I realized that I couldn't get it, not by myself. So I prayed. "God, help me to get through this, because I can't do this without some help and motivation." It's so true! God is always there for you, no matter how small the task. He's never going to leave, and with Him, all things are possible. So my cello problems? Still there, but it's getting better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anything that you are struggling with that God has helped you to overcome?&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/7063398310513108370-4467947637908965717?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4467947637908965717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4467947637908965717' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4467947637908965717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4467947637908965717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/cello.html' title='Cello'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SGaMmJtVI2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Asvbf5kNRS8/s72-c/friends+pics!+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-1009050063593895617</id><published>2008-06-20T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:00:30.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens at camp, stays at camp....or not.</title><content type='html'>First off, I can tell that it is going to be a challenge for me to post every day like I should be doing. However, on the plus side, I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength!! How's that for some motivation? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple of days I have learned a few very important lessons. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER go to the movies with someone you know when their parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know about it. (I thought they knew but i guess not...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't play 18 holes of golf around noon and not drink water(it doesn't work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as it turns out Don't answer your phone at 10:30 at night when your best friend is calling 100 miles away. Why? Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was minding my own business, reading in bed, when all of a sudden *ring ring* *ring ring*. Well, it's my best friend, so why wouldn't I answer, right? Wrong. Out of her frustration, I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; in drama miles and miles away. By this time I'm not very happy. One, the chapter was really good, and it's now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt;. Two, my best friend is in emotional pain, and all I can do is try to comfort her over the phone. Three, I knew I had to do something to set all the drama straight. So I made a few phone calls, got everything on my side sorted out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to calm down my friend (to no avail) and I even got to finish the chapter in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral? Gossip is a nasty thing. It travels from person to person, getting worse and worse, until finally it's out of control. I was 100 miles away and I was involved in a matter of minutes! I know that I personally try not to gossip, but it's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definite&lt;/span&gt; struggle for me. I have to ask myself "is what I'm about to say going to hurt someone if passed on?" Something to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-1009050063593895617?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/1009050063593895617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=1009050063593895617' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1009050063593895617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/1009050063593895617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-happens-at-camp-stays-at-campor.html' title='What happens at camp, stays at camp....or not.'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063398310513108370.post-4589803863188758654</id><published>2008-06-15T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:57:10.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well this being my first blog entry, I don't have much to talk about at this moment! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; excited to see what's going to happen through talking with other "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;" like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; I could explain my title...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I remember(as I'm sure many of you do too) when you were little spilling your "big kid" glass of milk all over the floor and EVERYWHERE. I mean, what's a 5 year old like me to do in a crisis like this anyway?! So of course, you search for something to clean it up with(like your mom's favorite dish towel) and it just makes everything worse. So what does every 5 year old do in a time like this? Of course, I cried. And cried. And cried! Around that time supermom comes and saves the day, saying "It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;; don't cry over spilled milk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is usually the typical 5 year old story, but don't we find ourselves in that mindset sometimes too? Something seems too challenging, and we feel helpless because we can't do it. GUESS WHAT?! There is a God who is bigger than anything and everything, and we can do all things through Him. Plus, He's always there for us, so we are never alone. Why cry when everything is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? Why cry over spilled milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063398310513108370-4589803863188758654?l=jordangarrett77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/feeds/4589803863188758654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063398310513108370&amp;postID=4589803863188758654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4589803863188758654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063398310513108370/posts/default/4589803863188758654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordangarrett77.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey.html' title='Hey!'/><author><name>Jordan Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14912144584608503580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ItVd7ZkgSR0/SOvjlvOp3AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZRB4HtOlIn4/S220/IMG_1434.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
