<?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-14072247</id><updated>2011-07-26T03:03:49.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still stumped?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-116465917790940148</id><published>2006-11-27T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:26:17.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/allielu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/th_allielu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thanksgiving was probably one of the best so far. I usually hate thanksgiving because I always get stuck going to someone's house who i havent seen since the last thanksgiving and I dont particularly like spending time with these people...nevermind spending holidays with them. But this year was really fun. There were tons of people...old and new faces. I liked how the Rogers family invasion of Az is slowly begining to happen. It was great to see so much of my family together. Its been a while since we have been able to be spend time together at the same time. It's usually spread out through out the year and we take turns. I got to spend alot of time with Lauren too, which is always the best time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is moving by fast, only three weeks until Christmas...still dont know what i'm doing with my life haha...still praying about what exactly to do. &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait until Christmas...more of us will be here. &lt;br /&gt;I love my family...couldnt ask for a better one...or funnier one, but concidering I'm related to them, they've got to be funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-116465917790940148?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/116465917790940148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=116465917790940148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/116465917790940148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/116465917790940148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115717116204157305</id><published>2006-09-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:16:48.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/bestfriend.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/th_bestfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/me%20and%20chele/P8180002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/me%20and%20chele/th_P8180002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i ever mentioned how much I love my pirate best friend?? Michele Genesis McBroom, You're a gift from God. I wouldnt have made it through the last 9 months without you. I love you more than you'll ever know. You truly are an amazing woman of God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115717116204157305?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115717116204157305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115717116204157305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115717116204157305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115717116204157305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-i-ever-mentioned-how-much-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h193/alliecatmex/me%20and%20chele/th_P8180002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115716489837905283</id><published>2006-09-01T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:41:38.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok,&lt;br /&gt;so those of you who know me best know how much I love Lauryn Hill...but this is my favorite song. I was reading Dale's blog today and he was talking about Love. How we sometimes dont really understand what love is, how we say we love things, but we dont understand what that word means...&lt;br /&gt;anyways so i was thinking about that. I hate (another word for another blog) that I say i love some people or love somethings, yet I really dont understand that if i loved those things you would be able to tell. Not just by how I talk about them, but how I act.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a firm believer in love being an actiona nd not just a word. However, it is a word and we have to be careful how we use our words.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here is my favorite song...if you wanna hear it send me a message and I'll e-mail it to you, it's amazing...i hope to live my life by these words.&lt;br /&gt;out for now!&lt;br /&gt;-Al&lt;br /&gt;Let me be patient&lt;br /&gt;let me be kind&lt;br /&gt;Make me unselfish without being blind&lt;br /&gt;Though I may suffer I'll envy it not&lt;br /&gt;And endure what comes&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's all that I got&lt;br /&gt;and tell him...Tell him I need him (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I love him (tell him)&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be alrigh&lt;br /&gt;Tell him&lt;br /&gt;be alright&lt;br /&gt; be alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell him&lt;br /&gt;tell him I need him&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I love him&lt;br /&gt;It'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I may have faith to make mountains fall&lt;br /&gt;But if I lack love then I am nothin' at all&lt;br /&gt;I can give away everything I possess&lt;br /&gt;But left without love then I have no happiness&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm imperfect (I know I'm imperfect)&amp;&lt;br /&gt;not without sin (&amp;amp; not without sin)&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm older all childish things end&lt;br /&gt; and tell him...Tell him I need him (yeah)Tell him I love him (tell him)&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Telll him&lt;br /&gt; be alright be alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell him&lt;br /&gt;tell him I need him&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I love him&lt;br /&gt;It'll be alright[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be jealous&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be too kind&lt;br /&gt;Cause love is not boastful&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and loveis not loud&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I need him&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I love him&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright &lt;br /&gt;Oooh oooh yeah yeah aww yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I may have wisdom and knowledge on Earth&lt;br /&gt;But if I speak wrong then what is it worth?&lt;br /&gt;See what we now know is nothing comparedto the love that was shown when our lives were spared&lt;br /&gt;and tell him...Tell him I need him&lt;br /&gt;(yeah) Tell him I love him (tell him)&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be alright[Background singing]&lt;br /&gt;Telll himmm be alright be alrightTell him&lt;br /&gt;tell him I need him Tell him I love himIt'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, thank you Dale...again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115716489837905283?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115716489837905283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115716489837905283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115716489837905283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115716489837905283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-so-those-of-you-who-know-me-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115233414225417974</id><published>2006-07-07T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:49:02.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on your mark get set, on your mark get set...on your mark get set, on your mark get set...on your mark get set, on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get on your mark get set....set....on your mark get seon your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...on your mark get set...&lt;br /&gt;so what happened to Go? What do we do now?&lt;br /&gt;we're on our mark, we're set...but where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;does God's plan for your life ever seem like it couldnt be more clouded...couldnt be less clear? I have felt like that for the last 5 years. I get frusterated cause i want o know what God's plan for me is, what i am supossed to be doing. I get so upset about it that i would start feeling like i must be doing something totally wrong to make God not want to tell me what i am supossed to be doing. Or God must be confused and he's trying to figure it out and that's why it's taking so long...&lt;br /&gt;But what if I'm the one who's had it backwards?? what if i've been complicating everything? what if I've been complicating everything by making it too simple? make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;see...what I'm learning now is that life is so much broader than i ever expected it to be. Life is not Black and White and God is not so simple that he has everything just perfectly planned out for me.&lt;br /&gt;God is adventerous, colorfull and daring. And i seem to be the one who's scared to move. the one making everything more complicated by making it so simple, so orcastrated...life is so much more than that. God s so much bigger than my box.&lt;br /&gt;what i am trying to say here i guess is that...well. There is more to God and his plan for us than we give him credit for. I dont know about you, but when i make one mistake, i tend to think i am messed up for good and that i am doomed to get just good instead of great because i messed up. Or lately i feel like i have to see things one way or the other cause there couldnt possibly be another easier way...it couldnt possibly just be that I messed and it's over with and i'm forgiven and God wants to help me deal with it...&lt;br /&gt;i think i tend to forget who God really is, or worse, i think i know who he is, when really i have no clue cause he's so amazing that I will never really know him the way I should. I forget that the whole plan wa for a relationship. The Bible was created to help us know God better and to have a relationship with him...it's not meant to be a 5 step self-help book!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115233414225417974?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115233414225417974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115233414225417974' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115233414225417974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115233414225417974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-your-mark-get-set-on-your-mark-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115220492010340199</id><published>2006-07-06T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T09:55:20.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can you still reach me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far gone.&lt;br /&gt;your love is never ending, unfailing.&lt;br /&gt;the journey i've brought myself on feels hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;the pain feels as if it will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I've been unfaithful, and my heart has turned to stone.&lt;br /&gt;Can you still reach me?&lt;br /&gt;How far can i go before you find me, how long will this night be?&lt;br /&gt;how will you find me, i'm so far away, so far gone.&lt;br /&gt;Will you stretch out your arms and save me from myself once again?&lt;br /&gt;Will I trust you you to save me?&lt;br /&gt;Will I find hope in you once again?&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I felt nothing could come between us.&lt;br /&gt;But I've allowed it...i've come between us.&lt;br /&gt;Can you find me?&lt;br /&gt;CAn you get rid of the self in me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115220492010340199?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115220492010340199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115220492010340199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115220492010340199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115220492010340199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-still-reach-me-im-so-far-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115180356958395045</id><published>2006-07-01T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:26:09.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well...&lt;br /&gt;this has been a very very long week. I never knew i couldl feel so many different kinds of emotions at the ame time...sadness, grief, happiness, excitement, remeberance, joy, and i'm just plain tired.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, at the same time. i wish i sisnt have to feel anything at all. some part of me wishes i could just be numb to all emotions. Everything would be so much easier. I could make rational decisions, could be strong and hold the people i love up, and i could be everything i want to be. I feel like emotions are a bad thing. even though i know they arent, i mean how can something that God created to be such a huge part of us be bad?  Jesus himself felt emotions. Every emotion you could think of, he felt, becuae he was a man. Being human means we are stuck having these emotions.&lt;br /&gt;So many times we are told not to let our emotions cause to make our decisions one way or another. But also, we're told to "listen to our hearts" or let our feelings tell us what to do. So, we're stuck. We dont know what to think, let alone feel.  sometimes, we dont even know how we feel. We think we feel something, but we dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;so how do we make the right decisions?? I havent figured this out, because if i decide one thing, it might be based purely on my emotions, or the other where i ignore the feelings, and then how do i know if that's right?&lt;br /&gt;well..it more than that...i am tired of feeling...if that makes any sense. Tired of feeling sad, mad, tired of feeling worried about things, or wondering what's going on. Even tired of being happy and excited....just tired.&lt;br /&gt;I buried my grandfather this week. I felt like i was in a movie, standing there at the end of someone's life wondering what will be said when it's you. Who will be there?? who will be remembering the things you did, the things you said to them, the love you gave to them...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of watching my mother cry because she misses her father. Crying cause she never got to say goodbye. Tired of watching my brothers cry cause they dont understand why all the other kids at school have their grandfather to watch their baseball games, their school plays...I'm tired of crying cause my grandfather will never hear me sing again, never see me get married, never meet my children...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of crying thinking about the day I will be in my mother's position. Tired of thinking about the little decisions I am making and how they will effect my entire life! One step in any direction can change everything...i dont wanna move. I dont wanna do anything...i wish i could see all the different angles of the way my life could be, and then pick which one I want...pick which way i want my life to end up...but where's the fun in that???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115180356958395045?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115180356958395045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115180356958395045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115180356958395045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115180356958395045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-115060405537949760</id><published>2006-06-17T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:14:15.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i know this is true. But, this is something that I have been learning, and when i say I leanring i mean learning, cause let me just tell you i certainly have not aquired this virtue. But, it is something i am striving for. but yeah...there are so many different things to have patience about... one big one for me is knowing God's will for my life. I mean, like i just want to know where and when for everything, but God has a perfect timing for everything, and this means a perfect time to let us know where and when...but i am just so impulsive and nosy...i just want to know everything now!&lt;br /&gt;but think about it...wouldnt life be so much easier if we knew the answer before we started somthing...like.."is this really where i am supossed to be"? "Am i going to marry this guy"? "Is this the right color to wear"?? haha ok, that was to lighten the blog..but seriosuly, how badly i would like to know the outcome of my decisions, but some i know, i choose to ignore...&lt;br /&gt;well...we can only pray for direction right?? well Lord,&lt;br /&gt;"I need direction, for many areas of my life right now. You know where, what ,who and when...that's the best assurance i have, you already know. All i can do is wait...PATIENTLY".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-115060405537949760?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/115060405537949760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=115060405537949760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115060405537949760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/115060405537949760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/06/patience-is-virtue-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114966092642783714</id><published>2006-06-06T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:15:26.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="&lt;a href=" instanceid="27835694"&gt;http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=27835694&lt;/a&gt;" quality="high"  wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="&lt;a href="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114966092642783714?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114966092642783714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114966092642783714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966092642783714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966092642783714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/06/embed-srchttpapps_114966092642783714.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114966085719628636</id><published>2006-06-06T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:15:03.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="&lt;a href=" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" instanceid="27835694"&gt;http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=27835694&lt;/a&gt;" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="&lt;a href="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114966085719628636?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114966085719628636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114966085719628636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966085719628636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966085719628636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/06/embed-srchttpapps_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114966057657400629</id><published>2006-06-06T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:09:36.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="&lt;a href=" instanceid="27835694"&gt;http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=27835694&lt;/a&gt;" quality="high"  wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="&lt;a href="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114966057657400629?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114966057657400629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114966057657400629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966057657400629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114966057657400629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/06/embed-srchttpapps.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114921148131150492</id><published>2006-06-01T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:24:42.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/etzatlan%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/etzatlan%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pictures from our first team in etzatlan!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/etzatlan%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/etzatlan%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5150020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5150020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5200001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5200001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and amber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5200006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5200006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to take out his stitches! my first patient out of school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114921148131150492?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114921148131150492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114921148131150492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114921148131150492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114921148131150492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures-from-our-first-team-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114887641721218351</id><published>2006-05-28T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:20:17.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my goodness...&lt;br /&gt;so I just had to post about my last week. We had our first real team come from florida. We went to Etzatlan which is a little "puebla" (little poor town) about an hour and a half away from Guadalajara. We took the team up there and we did kids programs everyday, and other ministry things. I have been given the job of  the "M.C." I introduce the puppets and the skits and i get to play with the kids inbetween things. So, I got stretched big time this week. i love doing stuff like that with kids, but it's so scary for me cause it was spanish. I also got to spend time with some amazing people on the team. "The Rednecks" as i like to call them...haha just kidding guys.&lt;br /&gt;well...God did a number on my heart and really revealed himself in a whole new way to me. I feel so refreshed and i just am so in love with my life and my Savior! I am sooo excited for this summer. I just cant wait to be sourounded by teams every week and start so many new phases of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114887641721218351?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114887641721218351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114887641721218351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114887641721218351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114887641721218351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114827437350505553</id><published>2006-05-21T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:06:13.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so,&lt;br /&gt;i heard a very interesting quote..."forgiveness feels alot like dying". In my life this has been so true. lately it's been forgiving myself. And it does feel like dying. It is likee dying, dying to yourself and letting Christ take over. I am praying for peace, patience, freedom of mind and heart and calmness through the storm. Luckily, it seems to be coming....slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;tonight at church I began to feel the freedom of my heart and mind. It's so hard to give up things that you have known for so long. My heart and mind are working together, and i have to train both of them to be focused on Christ, and not me.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned how your mind has to be controlled. if it is left to wander, well, it causes more hurt than good.&lt;br /&gt;things these last 5 months have been up and down. It's been like roller coaster of life. but i know that no matter what, I will always land safe on the ground of i keep my eyes on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and these are my beautiful cousins on either side of me...we had a great 15 hours together...dennae flew in early and surprised me at starbucks. I love them so much, they make life 3 times as fun and so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5100332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5100332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114827437350505553?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114827437350505553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114827437350505553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114827437350505553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114827437350505553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-heard-very-interestin_114827437350505553.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114790638790038123</id><published>2006-05-17T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:53:07.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5060225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5060225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P5060224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P5060224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114790638790038123?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114790638790038123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114790638790038123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114790638790038123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114790638790038123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114662739470209682</id><published>2006-05-02T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:36:34.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20house%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having fun at edy's house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20house%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20house%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20house%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20house%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114662739470209682?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114662739470209682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114662739470209682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114662739470209682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114662739470209682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/05/having-fun-at-edys-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114627578719501247</id><published>2006-04-28T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:56:27.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4180019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P4180019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4180017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P4180017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4180014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P4180014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4180010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P4180010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114627578719501247?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114627578719501247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114627578719501247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114627578719501247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114627578719501247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114529961518698030</id><published>2006-04-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:46:55.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/girls%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/girls%20night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;girl's night at eva's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/girls%20night%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/girls%20night%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/girls%20night%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/girls%20night%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/girls%20night%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/girls%20night%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114529961518698030?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114529961518698030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114529961518698030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114529961518698030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114529961518698030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/girls-night-at-evas.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114505897723602274</id><published>2006-04-14T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T16:56:17.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4050390.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P4050390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P4050390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/mexico%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/mexico%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;ok, here are pictures of my new hair cut. my room mate took these pictures, she thinks i am a model...well, what can i say? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/mexico%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/mexico%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114505897723602274?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114505897723602274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114505897723602274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114505897723602274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114505897723602274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok-here-are-pictures-of-my-new-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114445283184653461</id><published>2006-04-07T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:33:51.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, for anyone who i know who lives in phx....i'm coming home on may 3rd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114445283184653461?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114445283184653461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114445283184653461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114445283184653461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114445283184653461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-for-anyone-who-i-know-who-lives-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114411005712413107</id><published>2006-04-03T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:20:57.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you said...I know this is going to hurt, but if i dont break your heart things will just get worse"...&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this verse from a song. God has to break us before we can be whole again. For me, it is God breaking me of my relying on someone or something other than Him. For so long I relied on either myself or someone else to keep me together. Then, when everyone was gone and I had no strength left to hold myself together, I was felt empty. I had a void that i tried to fill with anything but God. then when i realized what i had been doing and how badly i needed him, i felt too guilty to have him take over. This is a common way the enemy tricks me. But thank God for Grace&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114411005712413107?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114411005712413107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114411005712413107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114411005712413107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114411005712413107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114394975308091628</id><published>2006-04-01T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:49:13.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watch the proverbial sunrise: coming up over the pacific: and you might think I'm losing my mind But i will shy away from the specifics: Cause i don't want you to know where i am: Cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been: And this is no place to try and live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP RIGHT THERE: THAT'S EXACTLY WHERE I LOST IT:SEE THAT LINE: WELL I NEVER SHOULD HAVE CROSSED IT: STOP RIGHT THERE: WELL I NEVER HAVE SHOULD SAID THAT: IT'S THE VERY MOMENT THAT I WISH THAT I COULD TAKE BACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SORRY FOR THE PERSON I BECAME: I'M SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO CHANGE: I'M READY TO BE SURE I NEVER BECOME THAT WAY AGAIN: CAUSE WHO I AM HATES WHO I'VE BEEN, WHO I AM HATES WHO I'VE BEEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TALK TO ABSOLUTLY NO ONE: COULDN'T KEEP TO MYSELF ENOUGH: AND THE THINGS BOTTLED UP INSIDE HAD FINALLY BEGUN: TO CREATE SO MUCH PRESSURE THAT I'D SOON BLOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard the reverberating footsteps: syncing up to the beating of my heart: And i was positive that unless: i got myself together i would watch me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I CAN'T LET THAT HAPPEN AGAIN: CAUSE THEN YOU'LL SEE MY HEART IN THE SADDEST STATE IT'S EVER BEEN AND THIS IS NO PLACE TO TRY AND LIVE MY LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO I AM HATES WHO I'VE BEEN, WHO I AM HATES WHO I'VE BEEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-relient k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114394975308091628?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114394975308091628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114394975308091628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114394975308091628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114394975308091628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-watch-proverbial-sunrise-coming-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114378173276805012</id><published>2006-03-30T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:08:52.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;starbucks and old navy...the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sprinfield missouri....i cant wait to get back to mexico. I miss jessica and i miss being in my own room with jessica and not rachel. I love her, but i am used ti living with jessica. Man, people make everything so complicated. I hate not being around lauren, i miss her. i miss starbucks. i miss my old life. but i dont. i love mexico. but i miss phx. i wish i were rich and could fly home for 5 days in april to see everyone. I wish i could see my brothers. i miss them. they are cute. I love taco Bell. it makes me sick now, but i dont care. I wish I had  a private jet to fly me home. I hate fake people. I mean, i dont hate them, i hate their fakeness. I love carmel macchiato's. i had one yesterday and went to old navy. that was fun. it made my day amazing, maybe that's why i'm feeling crappy today...i need starbucks and old navy..starbucks and old navy will make everything better...much better. well...i'll be home soon enough, and then it'll be august before i know it. then i can go home for a month. my life is flashing before my eyes, i better just keep them open then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114378173276805012?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114378173276805012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114378173276805012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114378173276805012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114378173276805012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/03/starbucks-and-old-navy.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114308710779444417</id><published>2006-03-22T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:11:47.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are "post boom" along with most of the others i've posted, so i'm lookin' pretty good for someone who gets blown up by an oven. God is doing so much in my life right now. Things are about to change big time, the boys are both going home so i'm going to be living with all woman, not something i'm too exctied about. but it will be ok, a good time to bond with the girls before we get more boys. I have made some great mexican friend who are teaching me more and more spanish. I am loving everyday, except for tomorrow cause i have to have a root canal!!! ah!!! I'm scared, I've never had one. ok&lt;br /&gt;got to go&lt;br /&gt;allie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/dad"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/dad%27s%20visit%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/dad"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/dad%27s%20visit%20052.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/dad"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/dad%27s%20visit%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114308710779444417?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114308710779444417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114308710779444417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114308710779444417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114308710779444417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/03/these-are-post-boom-along-with-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114283607712979765</id><published>2006-03-19T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:27:57.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20birthday%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20birthday%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20birthday%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20birthday%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/edy"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/edy%27s%20birthday%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114283607712979765?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114283607712979765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114283607712979765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114283607712979765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114283607712979765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114219623476725035</id><published>2006-03-12T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:43:54.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20and%20david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20and%20david.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20and%20sitlali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20and%20sitlali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20and%20angie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20and%20angie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of my friends down here, yesterday we did an all day outreach and friday nights we go downtown for a homeless ministry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114219623476725035?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114219623476725035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114219623476725035' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114219623476725035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114219623476725035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/03/these-are-some-of-my-friends-down-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114125536626331574</id><published>2006-03-01T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:22:46.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/bad%20day%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/200/bad%20day%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, wanna hear the scariest sentence anyone could tell you? "You should be dead"...meaning, i should have no survived that explotion. But guess what? i did, and not only did i survive, i am stringer and wiser than before. In one instance your entire life is before you...you have to make a decision, you hear a voice "Allie, can you trust me with your entire life, no matter what happens tonight, do you trust that I can use you no matter what happens"? I really thought i was going to be blind....I really thought that this was going to be something that The Lord was allowing, and i thought "How can i change the world for Christ if I'm blind or dead?"....that's when i had to deside that no matter what was going to happen to me, I trusted that the Lord would use my life, in huge ways and I still wouldn't live an ordinary life. I really believe that this was my road to Moriah....I was tested, i made a decision to trust the Lord no matter what....he is faithful...no matter what you are going though right now, The Lord has a plan, follow His voice and He'll walk before you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114125536626331574?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114125536626331574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114125536626331574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114125536626331574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114125536626331574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-wanna-hear-scariest-sentence-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114076180600941049</id><published>2006-02-23T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:16:46.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just warning you, it's midnight and i'm hyper, yet somewhat depressed(have no idea why, just because....well...i don't know why)&lt;br /&gt;so, sometimes i feel sad. do you? no good reason. I am living my dream, kind of, but yet it's like everytime i feel content something else comes up and i get sad again. now, for those of you who don't know me, this probably sounds kind of bipolar, however, i'm not bipolar, just crazy. But! seriously, this happens to everyone right? i feel guilty for feeling depressed. i think it'&lt;br /&gt;s a mix of stress, anxiety about everyhting, and a lack of being in The Word...which i need to do. Ever since i got into the habit of reading my Bible and praying all the time, i got attacked even more with these feelings, but i could handle it, or better yet, God handled it for me. but now that i'm more busy i can't handle it. i will probably feel better tomorrow, i'm that skitso....haha&lt;br /&gt;whatever......&lt;br /&gt;"Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'"&lt;br /&gt;allie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114076180600941049?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114076180600941049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114076180600941049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114076180600941049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114076180600941049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-warning-you-its-midnight-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114048002143444278</id><published>2006-02-20T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T16:00:21.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/cutie%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/cutie%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/Me%20and%20Shanerz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/Me%20and%20Shanerz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114048002143444278?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114048002143444278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114048002143444278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114048002143444278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114048002143444278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-114018738609828670</id><published>2006-02-17T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T06:43:06.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/x1phvwQ71JF0nn-qkX_XSb3DtHcNGOi070RBi83NTRlfUOAp54ibZc3ZmxgdgBxX886EC_QeKlX5RDB8NqExuMUgYOOAqQ8PJ2pPFkT6QUqpW-gCtmiQcI-6nqk3TTuPuy60DRrWOL95BQ[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/400/x1phvwQ71JF0nn-qkX_XSb3DtHcNGOi070RBi83NTRlfUOAp54ibZc3ZmxgdgBxX886EC_QeKlX5RDB8NqExuMUgYOOAqQ8PJ2pPFkT6QUqpW-gCtmiQcI-6nqk3TTuPuy60DRrWOL95BQ%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and the boys...Shane in Yellow and Andres in the green....Andres is a friend of ours who translates for us when the teams come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/x1phvwQ71JF0nn-qkX_XSb3DtHcNGOi070RBi83NTRlfUOAp54ibZc3ZmxgdgBxX886EC_QeKlX5RDB8NqExuMUgYOOAqQ8PJ2pPFkT6QUqpW-gCtmiQcI-6nqk3TTuPuy60DRrWOL95BQ[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/x1phvwQ71JF0nn-qkX_XSb3DvPjm3o5ZRVJjNohGUyZxgmE9CwoAypFmXIsDuwEzp5_zUHIUKqzJAARZgZXAGDJ1paMdIk7LYITR8nqUTEnGal27p19Fa5vtx_FmubO7nPWrfMsoe4y96I[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/400/x1phvwQ71JF0nn-qkX_XSb3DvPjm3o5ZRVJjNohGUyZxgmE9CwoAypFmXIsDuwEzp5_zUHIUKqzJAARZgZXAGDJ1paMdIk7LYITR8nqUTEnGal27p19Fa5vtx_FmubO7nPWrfMsoe4y96I%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here's the gang! from left to right it's me, Andres, Ashley , Shane in the yellow and little trevor in the back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-114018738609828670?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/114018738609828670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=114018738609828670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114018738609828670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/114018738609828670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-and-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113963470913141332</id><published>2006-02-10T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:11:49.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ok,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so uncle brent, you make 4 people....haha. well, lots of things have been going on lately. God has been really strtching me in so many different ways. I've had to deal with more this last month than i ever had in my entire life. I have learned what it means to truly know who you are in Christ. I am still working on it and i probably always will, but the Lord is teaching me so much. I can't even begin to tell you all of the amazing things that He's been doing in my life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one thing i've been learning/have learned the hard way is not to ignore the holy Spirit when i know he's leading me to do something. It sounds so obvious, but sometimes when there is something in your life that you don't think you can do, or just don't want to, it's so easy to just put what you know is right in the back of your head. I ignored what I knew i had to do for a whole month and it just caught up to me and nearly ruined me. I had a trap laid for me, but because i finally decided to do what i knew i had to do after many weeks of ignoring it i was finally set free from it. I know that it was one of ...if not the hardest thing i had to do so far(my told me "just wait til you have your first baby"...haha, this is true) but i know that it's what i had to do and it made me stronger and my life is now back on track. I think that this was a lesson that is going to help me so much in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113963470913141332?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113963470913141332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113963470913141332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113963470913141332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113963470913141332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-so-uncle-brent-you-make-4-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113912780249917071</id><published>2006-02-05T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:23:22.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;so the only reason i posted pictures of myself is because you three are the only pathetic creatures who read this dumb blog anyways, but i have some cool stories...I have made some great friends down here, we're all like a big, semi-happy family...i mean they all love me and i love them all but they don't all love each other...haha ok, they love each other they just all fight over me, but can you blame them?? haha. well. let me see. tonight we went down to the downtown and did our weekly homeless ministry. we go to the center of the town at 10 pm and we set up a worship service and give a message and then we feed the homeless. Tonight we had 5 people accept Christ, and one guy gave his testemony about how he accepted Christ a month ago and said how he is about to get his very first apartment and he was handing out his address to everyone cause he was so excited about it. I was very cool. then, we had a demon-possessed man give his life to Christ tonight and we prayed over him for hours....very intense. very God! but, i just have made some very close bonds with the leaders and my friends here, they are amazing people with a real heart for this city. They understand the real important things in life and aren't concerned with all of the rules and regulations that have been set up. They are interested in people, like Christ was. I feel so blessed to be here and be having such a great time.  love and miss u all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113912780249917071?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113912780249917071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113912780249917071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113912780249917071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113912780249917071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-so-only-reason-i-posted-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113833357273088236</id><published>2006-01-26T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:46:12.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P1150129.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P1150129.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P1150124.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P1150124.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113833357273088236?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113833357273088236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113833357273088236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113833357273088236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113833357273088236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113816830256848414</id><published>2006-01-24T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T21:51:42.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/154045918[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/154045918%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113816830256848414?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113816830256848414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113816830256848414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113816830256848414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113816830256848414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113548156495496366</id><published>2005-12-24T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T19:32:44.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Merry Christmas ya filthy animal, and a happy new year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-home alone 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113548156495496366?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113548156495496366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113548156495496366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113548156495496366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113548156495496366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-ya-filthy-animal-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113290412995310244</id><published>2005-11-24T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:35:29.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>giving thanks.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know everyone is  going to be writing today about what we're thankful for but i thought i would anyways...so today was a really great thanksgiving. it was just me and my four crazy people that i call my family. mom cooked an amazing dinner and it was really special. i just remember thnking, "this is going to be my last thankgiving at home for a long time" it made me sad. then nick said, "let's all go around the table and say what we're thankful for". My mom started and said how thankful she was that she married my dad and how thankful she is that he works so hard  for us, and how thankful she is for us three crazy kids, and tha twe're 3 of the best kids she's ever known, and then she said how thankful she was to have a daughter that knew what God was calling her to do and obeyed His will for her life. All day today i felt like God was giving me little hints as to how much i am loved by the people closest to me. It's so easy for my to believe the enemy's lies that i am not loved by my family. i don't know why it is, but it seems like that is something that siezes my the most. but i found a letter my mom wrote to my dad before they were married and she wrote about how she couldn't wait to start a family with him and how she always wanted kids  and how she wants them to shine for Christ and i got teary eyed. But then she read it after me and huigged me and told me how proud of me she is.  I love my mom, and we're so alike and yet so different. I just am so thankful for her and my entire family. I couldn't ask for a better bunch of nuts to live with.&lt;br /&gt;life is good-&lt;br /&gt;Allie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113290412995310244?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113290412995310244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113290412995310244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113290412995310244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113290412995310244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/11/giving-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113131694306754467</id><published>2005-11-06T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:42:23.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ok, so i just wanted to share what the Lord has been doing in my life the last week or so. I've been reading this book by A.W. Towzer called "the pursuit of God" about the human thirst for the divine. some things that really spoke to me where in the chapter that talks about "the blessedness or possessing nothing". i have been going through a season in mylife where I'm trying to balance out what it means to possess nothing. Towser was talking about letting Christ be the only possession you have. I believe this is completely a matter of your heart. We cannot let the blessings of God be mistaken for anything but that, Blessings. they are not ours, we do not owne them. Even the people in our lives are not our own. they were given to us from God to be a gift for this life. I cannot even imagine the hurt that must come form losing a loved one. I have never had to go through that. But I think that the difference between people who learn from going though that and people who become bitter and angry is that the people who learn from it, realize at some point (whether it be before or after the loss) that that person was not theirs to keep. All things were made by him and given to us by Him. I have had to find that place where i'm not resentful of people that take these "gifts" and become selfish and worldly minded about them. The truth is, i struggeled for a very long time because i was like that. I used "things" as a way to be in control. these were my things, and even if i didn't have control of anything else, i had control something. My THINGS. But the Lord broke my heart and showed me that i had to possess nothing but Him. That my heart, the dwelling place of the Holy Spirit in me had to carry nothing but the Lord. I struggle daily with letting things that shouldn't be in there get in there. Thoughts, selfish thoughts that only benefit me constantly come to my mind, but that is what the Bible sayd when it talks about taking every  thought into captivity. I, we have to filter what we allow ourselves to think and say and do. I want to be able to truly possess nothing but that of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113131694306754467?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113131694306754467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113131694306754467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113131694306754467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113131694306754467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-so-i-just-wanted-to-share-what-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-113105008956686625</id><published>2005-11-03T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T12:34:49.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm finally in Rhode Island. I have been just hangin out with my aunt and uncle and their kids. It's been really relaxing just to be wwith them and have fun and spend time with them. it's different then this summer when we had something planned everyday and we were doing something all the time. It's fun hangin out with my cousins. they are growing up and it's kind of scary cause that means i'm growing up, ieven though i don't like the idea of becoming an adult. i wish i could be a kid forever. The dvd David made for me to send out to potential supporters is finished, it looks great, most everybody i know is getting one. I've been getting really excited about Mexico lately. i just can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all i have to say today, I'm not too articulate with words, but oh well,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-113105008956686625?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/113105008956686625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=113105008956686625' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113105008956686625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/113105008956686625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-well-im-finally-in-rhode-island.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112883263431125935</id><published>2005-10-08T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:37:14.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P9150088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P9150088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i forgot to post this picture earlier...this is my poor hand...i sliced it open with a box cutter at work last week. i got two stiches! totally awesome. then i got to take them out myself with my nursing stuff from last year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112883263431125935?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112883263431125935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112883263431125935' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112883263431125935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112883263431125935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-i-forgot-to-post-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112879266539438836</id><published>2005-10-08T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T10:31:05.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;so i have less than 84 days until i leave f0r Mexico. I have really mixed emotions...I'm totally excited because i know this is what i'm suppossed to be doing and i can't wait to make an impact on this world. But i also am a little scared...which i imagine is normal. It was really cool last night i went to my little brother's high school homecoming, which was where i went for junior high and my freshman year...i saw alot of people that i used to know and was even really close with, i got to tell them about what I would be doing for the next couple of years, and it was really cool, I got more and more excited when i told them about it. I am still waiting for my stupid social security card to come in the mail so i can send in the rest of my paperword. Sometimes i just know that the enemy is trying so hard to get me off course. It's hardt o stay focused sometimes, but God is faithful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112879266539438836?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112879266539438836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112879266539438836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112879266539438836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112879266539438836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-so-i-have-less-than-84-days-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112866009103634893</id><published>2005-10-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:41:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I"M COMIN'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I'm going to Rhode Island the first week of November! so excited am i!!! can't wait to see everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112866009103634893?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112866009103634893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112866009103634893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112866009103634893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112866009103634893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-comin-ok-im-going-to-rhode-island.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112753320772690905</id><published>2005-09-23T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T20:40:07.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so this post is going to start a new thing i wanna do.  I want you and I to post whatever prayer requests we have so we can all pray for each other...so please leave something that i can pray about for you...i'll start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for work...it's awesome, it really is, i am just praying that at least one of the four new people being hired will be a christian. So far i am the only one there, which i don't mind, but it would be nice to have someone there that believed the same as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the project that David and I (mostly...ok almost entirely) are working on  to help me raise support for mexico, because i just feel really defeated because nothing is going the way i want it to, which may be part of the problem, my  expectations for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112753320772690905?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112753320772690905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112753320772690905' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112753320772690905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112753320772690905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-so-this-post-is-going-to-start-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112674682630721448</id><published>2005-09-14T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:13:46.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God's hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so my friend that i gave that little mini purpose driven life to get this...............&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he's from BOSTON!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just found that out. He lived 5 minutes from where we lived....lol. Just another way that i can have a relationship with him. I'm sorry, but that is no fricken "coincidense". That's all the big man up stairs' doing. once again.....I LOVE MY JOB!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112674682630721448?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112674682630721448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112674682630721448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112674682630721448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112674682630721448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/09/gods-hilarious-ok-so-my-friend-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112628345691077825</id><published>2005-09-09T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:30:56.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;seedlings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm working at starbucks now. It's so much fun. It is great getting to know people and talk to so many different people everyday. Nights are my favorite because there aren't that many people there, but the ones that do come in usually stay for a while and i have more time to strike up a conversation with someone. I was given this like miniture size "purpose driven life" a long time ago, and i prayed earlier this week that God would send me the perfact person to give it. I was a little disappointed because it was Thursday and no one seemed to come across my path that i felt was suppossed to have it, but what do you know, yesterday (Thursday) a man that is a regular came in and was talking to my manager about this book he read and how good it was...it was the purpose driven life! so, i ran  to the back, went on break and gave him the little one cause it seemed perfact, and he was extremely thankful, and he asked me my name and it was my little planted seed for the week. Please keep him in your prayers, i'm believing that The Lord is going to take tat seed into full harvest...I was just happy to be used anyway i could,and who knows maybe I'll end  up helping even more. so that's my story....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112628345691077825?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112628345691077825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112628345691077825' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112628345691077825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112628345691077825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/09/seedlings.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112569830483274051</id><published>2005-09-02T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:58:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO DREAM THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM&lt;br /&gt;TO FIGHT THE UNBEATABLE FOE&lt;br /&gt;TO BEAR THE UNBEARABLE SORROW&lt;br /&gt;TO RUN WHERE THE BRAVE DARE NOT TO GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO WRITE THE UNRIGHTABLE WRONG&lt;br /&gt;TO BE FAR THAN YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;TO TRY WHEN YOUR ARMS ARE TOO WEARY&lt;br /&gt;TO REACH THE UNREACHABLE STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY QUEST, TO FOLLOW THAT STAR&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER HOW HOPELESS,&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER HOW FAR&lt;br /&gt;TO FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT QUESTION OR PAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TO BE WILLING TO MARCH INTO HELL FOR A HEAVENLY CAUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW IF I'LL ONLY BE TRUE&lt;br /&gt;TO THIS GLORIOUS QUEST&lt;br /&gt;THAT MY HEART WILL BE PEACEFUL AND CALM&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I'M LAID TO REST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WORLD WOULD BE BETTER FOR THIS&lt;br /&gt;THAT ONE MAN SCORNED AND COVERED WITH SCARS&lt;br /&gt;STILL STROVE WITH HIS LAST OUNCE OF COURAGE&lt;br /&gt;TO REACH THE UNREACHABLE STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my dream for my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112569830483274051?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112569830483274051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112569830483274051' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112569830483274051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112569830483274051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/09/impossible-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112537504447049796</id><published>2005-08-29T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:10:44.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Here is a stumping question...&lt;br /&gt;    Why do we call Rhode Island Rhode Island? it is neither and Island or a rode? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112537504447049796?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112537504447049796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112537504447049796' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112537504447049796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112537504447049796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-is-stumping-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112485574680243513</id><published>2005-08-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:55:46.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P8140085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P8140085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Farewell to beta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/P81400842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/P81400842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for about....i don't know a while i guess,  Nick's favorite thing has been his pet beta(he named it beta...coulsn't think of a better name i guess). well tonight as we were all getting ready for the school's open house i heard a huge screaming cry/shriek coming from his room. i went in to discover (not really to my surprise, cause he didn't exactly keep the tank that clean, and the fish was VERY well fed)  that his beloved beta (a gift from dennae) was floting lifeless at the top of  the tank. After 10 "why did he half to die", through tear filled eyes and a "allie, can we please have a funeral so I can say goodbye" and a couple of "can i get a new one"...Nicky said goodbye to his friend. Nick got his first taste of loss, but he is quickly recovering, begging me to buy him a new one tomorrow....i just keep hearing "they're  only 4 bucks at petsmart"over and over....so life goes on. But we'll never forget you Beta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112485574680243513?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112485574680243513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112485574680243513' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112485574680243513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112485574680243513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/farewell-to-beta.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112468128012202894</id><published>2005-08-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:28:00.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need you to find a STUMPING QUESTION......so go ahead and post one....PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112468128012202894?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112468128012202894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112468128012202894' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112468128012202894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112468128012202894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-need-you-to-find-stumping-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112431022027745219</id><published>2005-08-17T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:23:40.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's your next stumping question:&lt;br /&gt;What would you add to a box of powdered water?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112431022027745219?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112431022027745219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112431022027745219' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112431022027745219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112431022027745219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/heres-your-next-stumping-question-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112416339162036472</id><published>2005-08-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:36:31.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"HERE AM I, SEND ME!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a lot of things have been going on. God has been teaching me so much! One thing that He has been teaching me is about HOW He answers prayers. I think that every person has to go through a time in their lives when they pray for something and it isn't answered how they want it to or expect it to be answered. I feel God has been sharing with me about waiting on Him also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"But those who wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they shall mount on wings as eagles, they shall walk and not grow faint"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Lord has shown me that this "waiting" is not just praying for something to happen and expecting it to turn out the way YOU want it, but stepping out in FAITH, and believing that our Lord is a Lord who answers our prayers, He is a God of compassion and he hears His people. So, when we wait upon God for His perfect answer, may it be what you wanted but, what He knows is best for you. He will renew our strength and make sure that our path is straight and that our lives are not just average, but ABUNDANT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That has been one of the hardest things for me to grasp is that God's plans are better for me than any plan I could ever conjure up in my tiny little brain...I have learned to not plan my life...I try as hard as I can (especially with Aunty Chrissy's help this summer) :) not to plan what I think should happen in my life, but to wait until God's timing is right, then step out in faith in what I believe he has put in my path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These last couple of month have been so hard for me, but yet so fullfilling for me. I have learned not to be consumed with doubts of if I'm doing what God wants me to do, but to learn how to step out in FAITH and believe that God has put that thing in my path for a reason. I have decided, as many, ok proabaly All of you know, to move to Guadalajara, Mexico for 2-2 1/2 years to do a program where I can do my first 2 years of school online, while working with the local missionary and his team of peopleat their church. I will be leading teams and small groups and working on discipling new comers of the church. I am so excited...and I KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Lord has put this in my path for a reason. I never thought that I could ever live in a place that was even HOTTER than Phx, but when i was in Mexico this summer, I just fell in love with the people and the culture. I know that there were plenty of other options for me, but they weren't right for me. I've always had a problem with being confident that I'm doing what the Lord wants me to do, but lately God has just lifted me up and put me in a place where I can truly trust that His will for my life will be done, and all i have to do is trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so almighty Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"HERE AM I,SEND ME"!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112416339162036472?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112416339162036472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112416339162036472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112416339162036472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112416339162036472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-am-i-send-me-well-lot-of-things_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112389891434646214</id><published>2005-08-12T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T19:08:34.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If it's called a driveway...why do we park in it? there's your stumping question for now...I'm looking for the best answer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112389891434646214?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112389891434646214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112389891434646214' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112389891434646214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112389891434646214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-its-called-driveway.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112326174161366120</id><published>2005-08-05T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T10:09:01.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/400/121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Michelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;this is for you hun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112326174161366120?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112326174161366120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112326174161366120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112326174161366120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112326174161366120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/michelle-this-is-for-you-hun-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112294465197603994</id><published>2005-08-01T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T18:04:11.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Prayer of self-dedication:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty abd eteernal God, so draw our hearts to you, so guide our minds, so fill our imaginations, so control our wills, that we may be wholly yours, utterly dedicated unto you;  and then use us, we pray , as you will, and always to your glory andthe welfare of your people; through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112294465197603994?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112294465197603994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112294465197603994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112294465197603994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112294465197603994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/prayer-of-self-dedication-almighty-abd.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112294401136997506</id><published>2005-08-01T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:53:31.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A Prayer of Self-Dedication:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Almighty and eternal God, so draw our hearts to you, so guide our minds, so fill our imaginations, so control our wills, that we may be wholly yours, utterly dedicated to you; and then use us, we pray you, as you will, and always your glory and the welfare of YOUR people; through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I found this prayer in my parents' room, and this prayer reminds me of everyhthing that my dad has taught and shown me through his life....dad, thank you for dedicating your life to Christ so that i can see how, and why I should also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112294401136997506?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112294401136997506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112294401136997506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112294401136997506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112294401136997506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/08/prayer-of-self-dedication-almighty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112251103206507350</id><published>2005-07-27T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:37:12.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sweaty" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_47.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so it's 104 degrees today! Phoenix is too hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb051_ZNxdm414YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb051&amp;amp;pp=ZNxdm414YYUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112251103206507350?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112251103206507350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112251103206507350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112251103206507350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112251103206507350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-its-104-degrees-today-phoenix-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112232709681252873</id><published>2005-07-25T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:31:36.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so,&lt;br /&gt;i never realized how much there is to do when there's nothing to do. sounds wierd, but letme explain...i've decided to take this semester and work to save money, because in Jan. I will be heading off to Mexico for  two years to do school through Evangel University, and missions work. I will be living with a host family, and in the morning doing my school work and in the afternoon and evening doing missions work with the A.G. missionary and his church. Our students will be focusing on discipling the people that the short-term missions trippers(if that's a word) find and evangelise to, and working on getting them involved in the church, and plugging them in. That's been something that God has always had on my heart, especially while i was in Mexico a little while ago....we go out and these people say the sinners prayer,they really want to be saved, so they give their heart to jesus...but what happens to them after we leave? they go back to their old lives, not nessecarily sinful lives, they did accept Jesus, but we were called to "Make disciples", not just go and have everyone we can say the sinners prayer and move on.  So, I am excited to begin this new step of my life, I really think these next couple of  months  are going to be great...I'm going to get to spend more time with  my family...and get myself ready for some awesome stuff. I am excited about the new people I'm going to meet through my job...(the one that the Lord's going to provide for me, because right now i have no clue where that is, still looking) I don't care where I am in life, I just want to be used in any ways he wants to use me. People aren't just lost in Mexico, they are lost in Phoenix, and while I'm here, Phoenix is my missionsfield. so, keep me in your prayers, but more importantly keep Phoenix in your prayers, cause I believe God's going to do some great stuff in this city!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112232709681252873?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112232709681252873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112232709681252873' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112232709681252873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112232709681252873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-i-never-realized-how-much-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112182909012573239</id><published>2005-07-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:11:30.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;so i thought i would share some more expiriences from my last trip....&lt;br /&gt;so we were in Tepic, Mexico for 8 days, we did children's evangelism, drama's, we did a pancake breakfast for the people in the neighborhood where they just planted a church, and we visited a juvial detention center...it was so great getting to see how people react to showing love without asking for anything in return. When we went to the juvenial detention center, we played soccor...(man do i suck at that) and just hung out and talked with the kids. it was really awesome! me and lauren got to talk to two or three of these young kids, (one of who was 17 in there for doing heronine) and we talked to them and asked them about their lives and they were so willing to just open up about their lives. It was cool because i got to see these kids they way God sees them...just broken kids who want to get their lives back together and who know they made mistakes, but they want another chance. it was a great day, and at the end i left feeling that i didn't hold back, but i truly loved without restraint. and that's the way i think we all should be with everyone in our lives. THE ONLY THING guarding our hearts should be the peace of God, we should never hessitate to love or show  love to ANYONE Jesus didn't, He loved the unlovable, the outcastes, the people that no one else would..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heavenly Father, may i love when no one else will, may I have no restraints on the love i show".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112182909012573239?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112182909012573239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112182909012573239' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112182909012573239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112182909012573239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-so-i-thought-i-would-share-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112155579279286896</id><published>2005-07-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:20:46.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20an%20toni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20an%20toni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hey thanks for being the best translater ever!!! can't wait to hear from you!!! i had so much fun hangin' out with you this week! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112155579279286896?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112155579279286896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112155579279286896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155579279286896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155579279286896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/toni-hey-thanks-for-being-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112155565239126476</id><published>2005-07-16T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:14:12.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/nae%20allie%20cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/nae%20allie%20cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20an%20my%20lil%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20an%20my%20lil%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/allienick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/allienick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20an%20my%20lil%20girl1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20an%20my%20lil%20girl1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112155565239126476?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112155565239126476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112155565239126476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155565239126476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155565239126476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112155489436085894</id><published>2005-07-16T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:01:34.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/me%20and%20lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/me%20and%20lu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cute! me and lu...like i have no idea when, but it'sstill cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112155489436085894?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112155489436085894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112155489436085894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155489436085894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112155489436085894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-cute-me-and-lu.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112149803197360676</id><published>2005-07-16T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:13:51.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, P.S.....BRITTANY..."LA FONDA IS THE BEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME...I'M LIKE 100% SURE SHE'S MY SOUL MATE".....I MISS KIP TOO...LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112149803197360676?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112149803197360676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112149803197360676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112149803197360676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112149803197360676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112149783679377330</id><published>2005-07-16T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:10:36.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY STINKIN' MOSES!!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DO I EVEN START???!!! I LOVE MY STINKIN' LIFE! I LOVE MY GOD HE'S LIKE THE COOLEST EVER! SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED, BUT YET EVEN MORE IS YET TO COME...MY NEW BEST FRIEND BRITTANY HAS A SAYING..."EDDIE MOSH, PUTTIM IN THE BASHROOM.'S..." LOL,OK SO IT'S AN INSIDE JOKE, BUT THIS ONE'S  FOR JIMMY...."THIS HOW WE DO, YA'LL" I MISS YOU GUYS ALREADY....TONI...CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN, HOPEFULLY IN JANUARY WE'LL SEE WHAT THE BIG MAN UP STAIRS THINKS....SO TO THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE NOOOOO CLUE WHAT I JUST SAID, I LOVE MY FRICKEN LIFE...AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR MY NEXT CHAPTER TO BEGIN, AT THIS POINT I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS YET...BUT HE DOES ^....SO I'LL JUST KEEP PRAYIN' AND LISTENING AND KEEPING THE FAITH THAT WHATEVER I DECIDE TO DO HE'S GOING TO USE ME BECAUSE I'M ALLOWING MYSELF TO BE USED....WHOOO STINKIN HOOO....BRITT...SERIOUSLY..."WHAT THE HECK"..."I'M PISSED".....I MISS MEXICO SO MUCH, I WISH I WAS MEXICAN....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112149783679377330?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112149783679377330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112149783679377330' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112149783679377330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112149783679377330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/holy-stinkin-moses-where-do-i-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112119939396040022</id><published>2005-07-12T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T13:16:33.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola Mis Amigos!!&lt;br /&gt;so i am in mexico right now, they have this little internet place that you can pay to use the computers...oh my goodness! this trip is so stinkin awesome. i have gotten to do so many things that i neer thought i could. i met this guy named tony and he´s kinda been my translater this week, he interpreted the sermon on saturday and sunday for me, and then we were out with the group and he and i got to winess to this lady and he gave her his testomony and then i got to talk to her and she´s planning on coming to church tonight! that was the first time that i got to talk to someone like that! God has been blessing this trip so much. i really don´t wanna leave and i really feel a longing in my heart to be here....i love the language and the people are AMAZING! i´ve made so many friends just from the church we´ve been staying at and i just could totally call my parents and tell them i´m not coming home....;) just kidding, but seriously i want to do something down here. i love andf miss you all, and thanks for your comments it´s been great reading them all and having all my new friends read from all the great people i know!&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;br /&gt;in Him,&lt;br /&gt;allie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112119939396040022?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112119939396040022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112119939396040022' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112119939396040022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112119939396040022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/hola-mis-amigos-so-i-am-in-mexico.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112067959723212632</id><published>2005-07-06T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:53:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, the pictures didn't work, but i'll be working on it today until i leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112067959723212632?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112067959723212632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112067959723212632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112067959723212632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112067959723212632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-pictures-didnt-work-but-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112067548798821971</id><published>2005-07-06T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:44:47.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;well,I'm back in Phoenix...(after a VERY crazy day) but I'm really excited about Mexico, I'm leaving tomorrow morning and I can't wait to go and serve the people and just be used by The Lord! I love my life...I've had the best month, God has really grown me in so many ways, I don't even feel like the same person i was 2 months ago. I just want to thank Chris and Brent for opening up their lives and home to me. I had a totally awesome time staying with them. I met the coolest people this summer, and I saw the best fireworks ever...lol...kind of random, but i did. well, here's some cool pictures from thr trip....enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112067548798821971?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112067548798821971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112067548798821971' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112067548798821971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112067548798821971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-everyone-wellim-back-in-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112019353928160428</id><published>2005-06-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:52:19.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So,&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome time last night.....Well actually it was tonght, but no one will probably read this until today but anyways..........We just hung out at Chris and brent's house with them and dennae and Kat and James and Rene.....we played crazy uno and some other games that were not fun because i didn't win. I find that most games aren't fun unless you win....well, maybe that's a first born thing...(right dennae:) )&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on the way back to Chris and brent's house from Aaron's all-star game...(which was so cool to see my little cousin playing b-ball) me and dennae were listening to this song, some of you may know it.......it's called broken road(I think) and it's by the rascal flatts......&lt;br /&gt;it was written to be from a man to the women he loves...but me and nae were thinking that it could totally relate to our relationship with God....here are the lyrics.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I set out on a narrow way many years agoHoping I would find true love along the broken roadBut I got lost a time or twoWiped my brow and kept pushing throughI couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to youChorus:Every long lost dream led me to where you areOthers who broke my heart they were like northern starsPointing me on my way into your loving armsThis much I know is trueThat God blessed the broken roadThat led me straight to youI think about the years I spent just passing throughI'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to youBut you just smile and take my handYou've been there you understandIt's all part of a grander plan that is coming trueChorus:Every long lost dream led me to where you areOthers who broke my heart they were like northern starsPointing me on my way into your loving armsThis much I know is trueThat God blessed the broken roadThat led me straight to youNow IÂm just rollinÂ home into my lover's armsThis much I know is trueThat God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so...here's my question for you....did God bless your broken road...i know he did mine, and I'm sure i can guess the answer for most of you..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112019353928160428?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112019353928160428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112019353928160428' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112019353928160428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112019353928160428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-i-had-awesome-time-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112014064560844744</id><published>2005-06-30T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T07:10:45.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning...life is good isn't it?? God is so awesome! He never fails to amaze me....so i was reading this verse last night and iot totally hit me hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible1.crosswalk.com/OnlineStudyBible/bible.cgi?word=nu+14:11&amp;version=csb&amp;amp;st=1&amp;sd=1&amp;amp;new=1&amp;amp;showtools=1"&gt;Nu 14:11&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said to Moses, "How long will these people despise Me? How long will they not trust in Me despite all the signs I have performed among them?&lt;br /&gt;isn't that so true for us now? think of all of the amazing things that the Lord does for us, even through the peolpe that he puts in our lives, and yet we continue to doubt Him. Lately i feel like the Lord has been challenging that in my. I feel like he saying...."allie, trust me....i love you and if you're trusting me with all of your heart, you'll be fine". but i just get caught up in the what if's in life, and the whole question about if the decision is the right one, and how will i know if I'm doing The Lord's will. But at Ninigrit on Sunday, the minister said something that totally hit me....."seek God, not His will..." the trust is, if we seek God, He will make His will known to us, and then we will.....just know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112014064560844744?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112014064560844744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112014064560844744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112014064560844744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112014064560844744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112013697994687292</id><published>2005-06-30T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T06:09:39.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/1600/IMG_1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/463/1254/320/IMG_1734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, so inspiration for this came from a sign we saw while shopping at providence place mall in Rhode Island(in case any of you az people were wondering where providence is....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was out with my Aunt Chris and Uncle Brent, my cousin Dennae, cousin Aaron, and our new friend Kat....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112013697994687292?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112013697994687292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112013697994687292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112013697994687292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112013697994687292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok-so-inspiration-for-this-came-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14072247.post-112010572604111768</id><published>2005-06-29T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:28:46.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i don't know what happened to my original post, but here's what i was saying...&lt;br /&gt;this sight is going to be about being stumped...still don't get it? weel, i want everyone and anyone to feel open to asking questions about things in life that stump them, I will try(with the help of the smartest people i know, and i the Bible) to answer them. this will also be about my wonderful life, my wicked awesome family and my amazing friends. I am so blessed to have everything i have and know everyone i know. I'm going to post pictures from my trips this summer. but most of all, i want everyone to see how amazing life is when you trust the Lord and accept the wonderful love that is so freely given to us!&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;love ya!&lt;br /&gt;allie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14072247-112010572604111768?l=stillstumped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/feeds/112010572604111768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14072247&amp;postID=112010572604111768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112010572604111768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14072247/posts/default/112010572604111768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillstumped.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok-so-i-dont-know-what-happened-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Allie Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10178101380365396177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
