<?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-12335898</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:53:58.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of Roz</title><subtitle type='html'>It's my blog and I can whine if I want too.  :)  Just kidding, there will hardly ever be any whining on this blog.  God is too good for that.   ;)  Anyway, I am a sporadic blogger, but check in ever so often.  Hope you enjoy it. :)
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&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/p/Rosalind_Morris/508521394"&gt;Rosalind Morris' Facebook profile&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-7843406197738317398</id><published>2011-09-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:13:17.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Site for a bit...</title><content type='html'>So I am "In the office" today for a little bit, but I am going home at lunch.  Today has been a good day.  Much better than yesterday.  No weird veritgo like almost fainting issues.  Yay!  Might have been something I ate.  In other news, I am a little concered about going back outside now that the sun is up, but hopefully it will be okay.  I will only be out there for a bit.  I hope all this medicine is working.  I seem to be better, so I hope that's the case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ION: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a pot luck and our manager bought pulled pork.  It was yummy.  I ate two sandwhiches. :D)  Good breakfast.  Anyway, I thought of an interesting idea for a play the other day.  I want to write something for one person. I am not exactly sure how it will work though.  I am very curious.  Anyway, right now Patches and The Wages or the Gift are still my priorities.    Time to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;br /&gt;yeah I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7843406197738317398?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7843406197738317398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7843406197738317398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7843406197738317398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7843406197738317398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-site-for-bit.html' title='On Site for a bit...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5225174231024211531</id><published>2011-09-19T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:06:55.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am at the office today.  Not my office, the other one.  The one where I actually have to get in the car and drive to a separate location.  I was lured here to participate in some kind of golf tournament, however, there does not seem to be any kind of event happening around here.  Sure people say it's happening, but I am already almost done with my lunch break, and no one has said anything to me about golf. I am so ready to go back home.  Yesterday I was in a lot of pain, and while I feel much better today, I really want to get out of the jeans I am wearing and into more comfortable clothing.  I only have one break left, then an hour and forty minutes (I was a few minutes late signing in because I could not remember how to do it on the phone. lol) and I am going home.  I'll update at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5225174231024211531?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5225174231024211531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5225174231024211531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5225174231024211531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5225174231024211531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-at-office-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2359225720258763189</id><published>2011-09-12T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:42:02.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Mission Finish Patches as Soon as Possible (FPASAP)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have been working on finishing the novel.  I am kind of stuck, but inspiration is coming soon, I can tell.  I am very excited about this point in the novel.  Things are really heating up and roaring toward the showdown and the conclusion of the story.  Fun times. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, and this is very exciting.  I am not sure if I mentioned it here before, because I did not read all of the last post before posting this one.  Also I don't remember if this was decided when I posted last.  Oh, yeah, you are waiting for what the other news is and tired of my rambling. lol  Well, as I was saying, in other news, I am going to publish my first novel.  I am pretty excited about that.  Very excited indeed.  Because I am not sure of the exact details, I so I will post more as I know more. :D)  EXCITEMENT GALORE :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2359225720258763189?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2359225720258763189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2359225720258763189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2359225720258763189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2359225720258763189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/09/update-on-mission-finish-patches-as.html' title='Update on Mission Finish Patches as Soon as Possible (FPASAP)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-9101669501211283323</id><published>2011-09-04T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:04:13.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Finish My Second Novel</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am going to make this official.  Yes, I do consider blogging about my intentions as making them official.  I am finishing Patches ASAP.  Since I am not sure about the last time I mentioned Patches on my blog (if ever), I am going to explain a bit about what I mean by finish Patches.  It's my second novel.  Soon after I finished my first novel (by finished I mean had gone through several revisions), I started writing my second one: Patches.  Since then a lot has happened.  I ended up publishing my own magazine, became the leader of the journalism department at my church, ended up returning to school for a degree in Drama/Television/Film, etc.  All of this happened without ever finishing Patches.  Poor novel has been in limbo for years.  Sad story.  So now I feel like I need to get it done, and that is my goal for now.  I have so many other stories that I want write (including a couple of stage plays that I am pretty excited about) but I need to finish this novel first.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am really excited about how the Lord is moving in my life right now.  He has made some things a little clearer and He has lit a fresh fire in my heart. So life right now is pretty exciting for me.  I am really looking forward to the things that are ahead.  I am still completely gun ho about South Korea too.  I can't wait to get there.  I have never had a love for another country other than my own until now, but I love South Korea.  Not quite as much as I love the USA, but still, I am almost 100% positive I am going to enjoy my time there.  :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now.  I hope all my readers **wink** are having a great Sunday! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-9101669501211283323?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/9101669501211283323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=9101669501211283323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9101669501211283323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9101669501211283323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/09/mission-finish-my-second-novel.html' title='Mission Finish My Second Novel'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1839720689420317872</id><published>2011-08-08T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:03:57.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Today I had computer issues so I am on site now.  I am sitting here blogging on my lunch break.  I decided to forgo leaving for lunch today.  I also agreed to stay until 7pm tonight.  That is an hour and thirty minutes past my regular schedule.  Yay for a little OT.  I think I will going to the gym right after work.  After that I may stay on campus and hang at the library for a while.  I am currently still working on my second novel, working on a new serial (mostly mind work on that, the story is still evolving) and reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.  I want to write a play based on the story. At least I think I do.  I am only on chapter 4, but I will likely finish it tonight, because I hate taking a long time to read books,  and I want to know what happens. :D)  So far, the book is interesting.  Mostly because I find Oscar Wilde very amusing and quite apt at spewing philisophical nonsense from the minds of his characters.  But other than that, nothing has happened yet. I am hoping to get to the meat of the story soon.  I have underlined several favorite and memorable lines from the book so far.  Want to read them? Well okay, if you insist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  (He)"...had set himself to the serious study of the great aristocratic art of doing absolutely nothing."  (It's comments like these that endears Mr. Wilde to me.  I love his humor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  "Examinations, sir, are pure humbug from beginning to end.  If a man is a gentleman, he knows quite enough, and if he is not a gentleman, whatever he knows is bad for him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will only list those two right now, because I need to go back in less than a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1839720689420317872?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1839720689420317872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1839720689420317872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1839720689420317872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1839720689420317872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/08/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-7019436763743150213</id><published>2011-06-19T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:15:01.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, I start my first day in my new position.  I am excited.  I am praying that everything goes well.  Today work is going along nicely; I already had my first break.  An hour from now, I will have lunch, and two and half hours later my second break.  Then only an hour and half until I go home. :D) That's for everyone who was itching to know the ins and outs of my schedule at work. lol  Yeah, I know.  Anyway, in other news, I started the dishwasher this morning. You may ask why is this noteworthy?  Well, it's noteworthy because starting the dishwasher has been on my to do list for about five days now.  Maybe not five, but at least three.  :)  Anyway, I took care of that, also I finished a very unsatisfactory drama recently.  I hate it when writers make unjustified choices.  I  don't have to agree with every choice a character makes, but there choices need to make sense in the context of the story.  In said drama, the choice of the main character came at a time when nothing was pushing him to make his choice, in fact everything that would have made the choice make sense had been resolved. So why did he make the choice.  There was nothing in the story line that made this particular choice necessary.  It annoyed me, especially since I liked the story until that point.  The ending was okay, I mean they did leave the story with hope for the future, but still.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in other news, I am still praying about a fundraising idea to help pay off my huge ORU bill so I can get my degree.  I have had a few ideas, but nothing has geled yet.  God is faithful though, so I know something will work out soon.  I ordered a book on Korean, that should be arriving on Tuesday.  I am so excited.  I have checked the book out of the library, and I like the way it teaches.  I think I can learn a lot from it.  I am will be so happy when I am fluent in Korean.  When I don't have to have subtitles to know what people are saying.  I get excited on the occasion, that I can tell some of what a person is saying without the subtitles.  I can understand an average of 15% of what people are saying.  That needs to be increased. :D)  By  the time I get a job over there, I want to be a decent conversationalist at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7019436763743150213?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7019436763743150213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7019436763743150213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7019436763743150213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7019436763743150213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1072157819757758601</id><published>2011-06-14T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:53:53.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting Happenings :D)</title><content type='html'>Today, I found out that I will be going into trainging soon for a new job position that I am really excited about.  Actually, overall today has been really nice.  I woke up at 6:35 AM, which is early for me, but I was able to sleep last night.  Thank the Lord.  I watched both episodes of The Bachelorette.  Gonna blog about that over at &lt;a href="http://whatrozthinksaboutthat.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Anyway, on with highlights of my good day.  I ate breakfast and drank a large amount of cold coffee, yummy stuff.  So far I have a had a good day at work too.  I am not in any pain.  I have many things to be thankful about.  Also I realized something else about myself.  I think it's important to pay attention to what touches your heart. I cried this morning watching the Bachelorette.  No, this is not about a relationship thing at all.  On the group date they went to an orphanage in Thailand.  (A place that I really want to visit one day.  Maybe I will while I am in S. Korea.)  But anyway, when they started talking about the  kids at the orphanage, it touched my heart.  This is not the first time that has happened.  I wonder what it means. I am praying about it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else is having a lovely day, and for those who aren't I hope it gets better.  FIGHTING! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1072157819757758601?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1072157819757758601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1072157819757758601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1072157819757758601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1072157819757758601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/06/exciting-happenings-d.html' title='Exciting Happenings :D)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5744356106883474789</id><published>2011-04-26T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:16:13.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost my weekend!!!! :D)</title><content type='html'>And I am so ready for my break.  I wish it was coming on the weekend this time though.  My graduation is Saturday, and my best friend is having a shower that day as well.  The shower is in the middle of the day, so I can't go unless I take off work, which because I have bills, I can't really afford to do.  I haven't decided yet though, I may actually go, I am not sure.  Graduation is also on Saturday, and I want to go to that too.  After all I will be officially getting my bachelor's degree. I will definitely get to go to the hooding cerimony on Friday night.  I am excited about that. I have traditionaly perferred the hooding cermony over the school wide graduation, anyway.  Saturday night there is a graduation party, and if I stay in town and work, I am going to go to that definitely.  Or I guess I could work and then go to Conway late.  Or I could plan to go to Conway in the future on an off day and hang with Jen and help her out with whatever she needs for that day.  I think I will plan for that, because I really can't afford to miss work.  Wow, writing helps you decide.  Yay! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5744356106883474789?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5744356106883474789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5744356106883474789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5744356106883474789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5744356106883474789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-my-weekend-d.html' title='Almost my weekend!!!! :D)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1428117811826518885</id><published>2011-04-02T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T14:00:25.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickled Red, Purple, and Black</title><content type='html'>Hee...hee....I am a very happy girl right now.  Just so you know.  Yesterday I moved into my apartment.  Moving in cost completely broke me financially, so things will be very tight for the next two weeks, but I could not be happier.  The apartment is great.  I had my first and hopefully last (but I am not holding my breath) slip on the stair last night.  I was almost to the bottom, and it was dark so I could not see so my foot slipped a bit.  Other than a little skining on arm, it turned out fine.  I managed to put everything away that I brought into the apartment, and I managed to completely clear out the space where I was living before, except for my TV and my Vacuum Cleaner.  I need help moving the TV, and I simply forgot to grab the Vacuum cleaner.  I will pick it up tomorrow probably.  Tonight I want to go and see showcase, and then work on the apartment and unpacking some more.  I am hoping to start working on my the first act of my senior play tonight as well.  That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1428117811826518885?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1428117811826518885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1428117811826518885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1428117811826518885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1428117811826518885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/04/tickled-red-purple-and-black.html' title='Tickled Red, Purple, and Black'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1813411243645064684</id><published>2011-03-26T11:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T16:21:24.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Apartment</title><content type='html'>My life is an infinite state of transition right now.  It's interesting.  Next Friday AKA April 1 AKA April Fools Day, I am moving into my new apartment.  Eight days later is my deadline for passing the swim proficiency.  Two two weeks after that my entire Senior Project is due.  Then, I guess I will have graduated, well except for the final class that I have to take this summer: Tennis and the enormous bill that I have to pay off by the time the class starts (Which is in July.) If I am successful in all of these transitions, His strength rules, I will be applying to teach English as a second Language in South Korea.  Talk about a big transition!  lol  And if that goes well, and I reach my goal of becoming fluent in Korean, I am going to apply to do my grad school training there, maybe.  That last one is a new thought.  I may not like it there as much as I think that I will.  Who knows.  I just pray that the Lord leads me in the direction that He wants me to go and all will be well. Life it keeps on going, until it stops I suppose.  Gulp. Yeah, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1813411243645064684?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1813411243645064684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1813411243645064684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1813411243645064684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1813411243645064684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-apartment.html' title='My New Apartment'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2169436773247149136</id><published>2011-03-14T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:38:04.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thursday (To Me)</title><content type='html'>I know.  It's actually Monday morning.  For me, however, it's Thursday, and tomorrow which is actually Tuesday - AKA The IDES OF MARCH, AKA my Birthday, is actually my "Friday".  So what will do with post Birthday off days? Well, I am not really sure yet.  You would think I would eat left over Birthday cake, but actually I am not getting Birthday cake until the actual Friday, which oddly enough is my Monday. :D)  lol  If you are completely confused, and I hope you aren't because I do aim to be clear, I work Friday through Tuesday and then I am off on Wednesday and Thursday. :D)  Anyway, today has been really interesting as always with this job.  It's rarely dull, except when it is... :D) I am already at my first break.  It is interesting how fast the time goes by.  Before I know it, I will be at lunch again.  Then time will go really fast because I left my lunch at home and will have to run home and get it. That will take my whole break. Sigh.  I tried to rememebr it, but alas I forgot.  I know.  Not the first time, probably will not be the last. It will be harder in a few weeks though because I will be living farther away from work. It's not that far away, but there will be a increase in possible traffic.  Okay good news.  I got two hours of overtime tonight.  I am very excited.  I will go home at 5:30 or so and come back at seven.  This is my first official overtime.  I am excited that mean two hours at time and half.  Praise the Lord. Need more of that. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2169436773247149136?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2169436773247149136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2169436773247149136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2169436773247149136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2169436773247149136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-thursday-to-me.html' title='Happy Thursday (To Me)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1855961653807219458</id><published>2011-03-11T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:23:13.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday!</title><content type='html'>Okay so for many people Friday means the weekend, but on my schedule Friday is kind of like my Monday. lol  It is the beginning of a five-days in a row stint of working.  Today has been a good day so far. I have my first opportunity for overtime tomorrow, but it will only be for about thirty minutes.  Still that will be great.  Also I graduated from training today.  YAY!!!!  In other non-work related news.  Yesterday was a very good day.  I had a nice relaxed morning at home, and then I drove back to Tulsa (without the aide of Five HOUR ENERGY!) and then I called my best friend and had a nice chat, afterwhich I went to a wonderful and impressive new play reading, and then I got some much needed advice, from a good friend.  I have to say it was a good day. :D)  Today, after work I am going to go home for a little bit and work on my room, before I figure out where to go to get online so I can get some work done.  Well, that's all for now.  Yeah, I know.  More later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1855961653807219458?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1855961653807219458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1855961653807219458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1855961653807219458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1855961653807219458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5808909231330886903</id><published>2011-03-07T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:53:25.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday...</title><content type='html'>Top of the Monday to you!  I hope everyone out there is having a wonderful, Monday morning.  It has been going okay for me so far.  I am at work.  Working.  Waiting to work some more.  :D)  (&lt;-- I made that one up myself.)  Today my roommate gave me chinese food.  Which was really nice of her.  I love chinese food, so I am looking forward to lunch.  In the past, when I got an hour for lunch I would leave, but today, I only get thirty minutes, so I will be staying here for lunch from now on.  No venturing off to Nord's for me.  My first "off day" during the week is Wednesday, and I am taking a trip home to Texarkana.  I am only going for a day so I get a normal driver's license again. Right now, due to an unfortuante melting incident, my driver liscene is round and in two pieces.  After next week, it will be nice and new though.  Good until I am 38 years old. :D)  lol  Speaking of getting older, my birthday is in eight days.  For the first time in a long time, I am already used to my new age.  So interestingly enough, it won't be hard for me to remember that I am 33.  Usually it takes a few months for me to ease my way into the next higher number.  Don't know what this change signifies, but it is interesting.  Anyway, I am going to stop rambling for now.  I am hoping that some issue will spark the desire to give my oppinion so I can type a new "&lt;a href="http://whatrozthinksaboutthat.blogspot.com"&gt;What ROZ THINKS ABOUT THAT&lt;/a&gt;" blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5808909231330886903?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5808909231330886903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5808909231330886903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5808909231330886903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5808909231330886903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-monday.html' title='It&apos;s Monday...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-660719118328120815</id><published>2011-03-03T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:48:22.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early to be Sleepy...</title><content type='html'>It's not even nine am yet, and I am already sleepy.  Tonight is the opening night for Lucky Stiff.  It's a wonderful musical, so everyone in Tulsa, needs to come and see it.  Our run is from Thursday through Saturday at 7:30 PM and Sunday at 2:00 PM this week at Howard Auditorium on the Oral Roberts University campus.  I am a excited about it.  :)  That's all for now, but I will probably blog again before the day is over because it keeps my mind engaged so I don't fall asleep at work.  :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-660719118328120815?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/660719118328120815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=660719118328120815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/660719118328120815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/660719118328120815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/too-early-to-be-sleepy.html' title='Too Early to be Sleepy...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-3003240352394526413</id><published>2011-03-02T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:04:42.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Blog this year!</title><content type='html'>This is my second blog of two thousand 11 :D)  YAY for me.  I pretty much have nothing to say right now either.  So I am just going to type for a bit.  Today has been pretty good.  I am grateful to God for that.  I have taken a lot of calls, and I am pretty sure they have been successful.  YAY!  Tonight is our final dress rehearsal for Lucky Stiff.  The show looks amazing, and I have learned a lot through the process.  I look forward to doing more directing.  It's fun.  In other news:  I think I like my senior play.  I am waiting to hear back from my teacher about it, but hopefully I can start writing it soon.  I am writing this like a journal entry, so if it shows up on my Facebook feed, realize it's just me rambling. In my downtime of the last hour of or so I have taken it upon myself to make another list of plays to purchase and read.  Want to know about the 6 plays on my current list.  Well, if you are actually still reading this you just might. :D)  I found all of these plays at dramatists.com a site that I do indeed frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back of the Throat by Yussef El Guindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is about a man accused of being a terrorist. Sounds like it would be a good one to direct.  Yeah, I actually am thinking like a director when reading plays lately. I like powerful stories.  Granted there is always the chance it will be a disappointment, but it certainly sounds promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the Above by Jenny Lyn Bader&lt;br /&gt;This one is about a girl who was expecting a drug dealer, when a SAT tutor comes to her door.  I heard a monologue from this one once, and I am curious about the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pain and the Itch by Bruce Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is about a privilaged yet dysfunctional family. The description made me curious.  It could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Velvet Cake War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jessie Jones and two others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The description called it a Southern-Fried comedy.  Can't get any better than that.  I love plays with food.  I love food, oh sorry, I am getting off track.  On with the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absalom by Zoe Kazan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into this one hoping that it would have something to do with story of David, but it turns out it's the story of a family reunion.  Sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruined by Lynn Nottage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pulitzer winner, and it's a rough story.  I have had it on my list for a while.  I was just waiting for dramatist to get it so I would not have to pay $11.00 for it.  I am $7.50 girl. :D)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is all of my list so far.  It will probably be a couple of months before I can actually purchase these, but I will get around to reading them.  If my blogging notions continue, I might even write about what I thought of them.  Anyway, that's all for now.  :D)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-3003240352394526413?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3003240352394526413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=3003240352394526413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3003240352394526413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3003240352394526413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/03/second-blog-this-year.html' title='Second Blog this year!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5471654614459871558</id><published>2011-02-24T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T12:37:38.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Anyone Seen..."You Don't Know Jack"?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it has been years probably since I have written a blog.  I was just looking at the SAG Award winners online, and I came across an HBO mini on Jack Kevorkian starring Al Pacino as Jack.  I don't get HBO, but it looks like it should be interesting. Anyway, time to go off break.  Laters. :D)  Yeah, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5471654614459871558?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5471654614459871558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5471654614459871558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5471654614459871558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5471654614459871558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2011/02/has-anyone-seenyou-dont-know-jack.html' title='Has Anyone Seen...&quot;You Don&apos;t Know Jack&quot;?'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-3553982776354485129</id><published>2009-10-03T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:29:45.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am back from Wal-Mart.  I wanted to play racquetball today, but I realized that I could not play with the shoes that I have.  I needed new tennis.  So I went to the store to get a pair.  I like them, but I am back in my room now.  I am tired, and I don't feel all that great.  I don't really want to go over to the gym right now.  I guess getting the right shoes was a good step in the right direction.  I really like them, they make me want to walk.  It has been a long time since I had a good walk.   Maybe I will do that later.  Not right now though.  I got The Brother's Bloom from the Redbox today, so I think I will watch that and relax for a bit. Then, once I feel better (gonna take some Ibuprofen), I am going to work on my play and my game.  I am so excited about both projects. I am making the game for my Interactive Media class and I am doing the play for a radio drama.  Although I want to use it as a stage play too.  Anyway, I am going to stop writing for now.  It feels good to write again.  I will eventually get around to writing about some real stuff, but I am not rushing anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-3553982776354485129?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3553982776354485129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=3553982776354485129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3553982776354485129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3553982776354485129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-579038844055768267</id><published>2009-10-03T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:00:35.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today is Saturday, and I have been up since 9 something.  Well, actually awake is more accurate.  I am still in bed.  I am watching Deliver Us from Eva.  It's a good movie.  But it is ending now. And Shall We Dance is coming on now.  I love that movie.  I love most dance movies though.  I think Step Up might be my favorite.  But this is a close second.  Then again, I like Center Stage quite a bit too. And of course Dirty Dancing (RIP Patrick) lol  I should just stick with I love most dance movies.  I am tentatively excited about the new Fame movie.  I say tentatively because I am a huge fan of fame.  When I was a little girl, I used to love the TV show.   Absolutely loved it!  I used to want to be CoCo.  I thought she was the greatest. Then in high school, it was a production of Fame, that made me want to be an actress.  It was really weird. I just got this almost overwhelming sense of longing to be a part of a performance like that.  I just remember knowing with such joy and peace that this is what I want to do.  So anyway, Fame has been a pretty significant story in my life.  And I really hope the movie rocks.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get some breakfast at some point.  There is an audition today for a short comedy film, and I thought about going, but I don't think I will.  What I would love to do today is go to the gym.  I have been seriously thinking about putting an ad in the Oracle for a badminton partner.  I really miss it.  I want to start by playing on Saturdays and Sundays.  Just for a couple of hours each day to start.  But I realized the other day, that even if I can't play badminton, I can play racquetball.  You can get a good workout with racquetball by yourself.  So I think I am going to try to go and play some today.  We have another show tonight, but I don't have to be there until 6:00 PM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I am wrong about this movie.  I don't think it is Shall We Dance. Jennifer Lopez is in that movie. This is the one with Antonio Banderas.  I like it too.  I like it better than Shall We Dance, although I do like that movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to get dressed so that I can go to Saga and have a waffle.  More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-579038844055768267?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/579038844055768267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=579038844055768267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/579038844055768267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/579038844055768267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-7556492614593087003</id><published>2009-10-02T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T08:05:13.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Longest Time...</title><content type='html'>OKay,it has been forever since I have written a blog.  I believe, if I were to look at the date, it has probably been well over a year.  It feels like it could have been two years.  I don't know.  I just know there is so much that I have not said.  I am not saying that I am going to say it all right now.  I am not exactly sure what I am going to write about; I just decided that I wanted to write.  What exactly is on my heart right now?  Well, I will just start with what is happening around me.  Maybe I will stay there.  Maybe my fingers and my keyboard will take me to someplace altogether different.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting at the light board 35 minutes before the opening night performance of The Oedipus Cycle.  There are actors on stage doing doing their mic checks.  All of them seem to be in costume.  That is good. :)  There are also back stage crew members on stage, preparing for the top of the show.  Watching the mic checks can be amusing as the actors come up with clever things to say for Owen, our sound guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl who plays the child version of Ismene just went across the top of the stage.  Now she is running up it. Looks like fun.  It is very cool that we have an actual raked stage for this show.  So that upstage is literally upstage and downstage is downstage. :)  There is a lot of brilliance attached to this show.  That is usually the case with our shows.  I am not bragging; okay maybe I am, but I think our theatre program is impressive.  The set design is cool.  The lighting design is wonderful. *Yay Chris Crawford*  The sound design is extraordinary.  *Yay, Bittner!*  The costumes are gorgeous.  *Yay, Mrs. Holland and the costume staff.  Yay Deanna for the armor* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now everyone is sitting in a line, and I think they are doing green room.  I am not down there.  I wonder if I should be. They are clapping now.  I think he is telling them to thank the crews.  I am betting back stage is fun for this show.  There is a lot of noise in the lobby so I can't here what Chris is saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was gone for a sec.  I leaned forward a bit to hear better.  It is about time for the show to start.  So I guess I will just post this.  Baby steps. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7556492614593087003?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7556492614593087003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7556492614593087003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7556492614593087003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7556492614593087003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-longest-time.html' title='For the Longest Time...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1472425334242815126</id><published>2008-05-22T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:23:40.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraordinary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDW37Y7AAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HferDfLUJJU/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203267175426556514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="108" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDW37Y7AAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HferDfLUJJU/s320/e.jpg" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xtraordinary&lt;/span&gt;! It is becoming on of my favorite songs.  "The Earth will sing Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;praise&lt;/span&gt;, the glory of Your name, the greatness of Your ways, You are Extraordinary!"  Father there is nothing ordinary about you.   The way you do things in my &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDW37Y7AAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HferDfLUJJU/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life is hardly ever how I thought you would.  I love to watch You work in my life and the lives of those around me.  Many are the plans in a man's heart, but You direct their steps.  Direct me always Lord, even when I don't understand what you are doing.  Thank you for being extraordinary. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1472425334242815126?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://praisesatoz.blogspot.com' title='Extraordinary!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1472425334242815126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1472425334242815126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1472425334242815126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1472425334242815126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/05/extraordinary.html' title='Extraordinary!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDW37Y7AAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HferDfLUJJU/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-9053630436502523903</id><published>2008-05-19T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:25:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDGpxUrMFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ANKMR-VY7IA/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202125709418173698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDGpxUrMFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ANKMR-VY7IA/s320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;edicated is the word I woke up to last week, after I finally posted Caller. Thank you Father for being so dedicated to loving me. Thank you for taking the trouble, after man fell to prepare the way back to You. Thank You Jesus, for being dedicated to walking around on Earth in human flesh and being a living example of what is like to live a life completely and totally submitted to the will of the Father. Thank You for your sacrafice on the cross. Thank You for saving me, and thank You so much for remaining dedicated and never leaving me. Thank You for being my example of dedicated, and Father please help me to return it. Help me to be more dedicated to You. You are my everything. Thank You! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-9053630436502523903?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://praisesatoz.blogspot.com' title='Dedicated'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/9053630436502523903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=9053630436502523903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9053630436502523903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9053630436502523903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/05/dedicated.html' title='Dedicated'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SDGpxUrMFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ANKMR-VY7IA/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-2344243704288031804</id><published>2008-05-14T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:19:18.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCtLo0rMFLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mgmQcn3uRA0/s1600-h/c.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200333359436010674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCtLo0rMFLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mgmQcn3uRA0/s320/c.png" width="118" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Lord for being my caller.  I am not just talking about creating me with a purpose, and placing a calling on my life.  That is awesome, and I thank you for that too.  But You my God call me to You.  Whenever I start to drift away, or make anything more prevelant than my relationship with you, You are quick to say, "Yoo hoo!  Roz, keep me first!"  "Hey, Roz, I come back to me....remember your first love..."  You never let me stray, Lord.  Thank you so much for being so faithful to remind me that You are the one thing that is needful, that more than anything if I want to survive this life You have ordained for me, I have to continue to look to You as my source of everything.  I love you for it.  I am so grateful that you are a faithful caller.  Thank you for calling me, and being patient with me.  Thank you with all  my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2344243704288031804?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://praisesatoz.blogspot.com' title='Caller'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2344243704288031804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2344243704288031804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2344243704288031804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2344243704288031804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/05/caller.html' title='Caller'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCtLo0rMFLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mgmQcn3uRA0/s72-c/c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-382368993814761662</id><published>2008-05-09T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:16:23.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCUB7qQFAuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y542pgiOlNY/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198563469334741730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCUB7qQFAuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y542pgiOlNY/s320/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eloved, Father, is the word that was on my heart for you when I woke up (the third time) this morning.  I looked for another word because while I know you call your children, your beloved, I was not quite so sure I could honestly call you my beloved.  Not because I don't love you.  Well, at least I try to love you.  You say over and over in Your word that if we Love you, we keep your commandments.  It is my hearts desire to keep them all the time, but You know I don't.  You know better than anybody how much I screw up.  WOW, I just got it.  It is okay that I call You my beloved without getting it all right.  Because in my heart I am working toward that end.  To love you with my whole life.  To obey You the instant I hear You.  And even though I don't have it all together, you still love me.  You still call me daughter.  I love You for that, Father.  I love you for sending Jesus to shed His blood that covers me and offers me the chance to come to You.  Thank You, even for this lesson that I have learned today.  I am glad I did not change the word.  My God, My King, My Beloved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-382368993814761662?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://praisesatoz.blogspot.com' title='Beloved'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/382368993814761662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=382368993814761662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/382368993814761662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/382368993814761662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/05/beloved.html' title='Beloved'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCUB7qQFAuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y542pgiOlNY/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-9130707346192234448</id><published>2008-05-08T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:57:36.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I am doing another round of Praises A to Z. This time the rules are different, as long as we use a word for each letter of the alphabet, the structure of the "praise" can be anything we want it to be. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198047892751737618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s320/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mazing Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Just want to take a little time to talk to You about how amazing You are in my life.  When I got out of my car the other day it struck me that there are so many things in my life, that are there because You made them happen.  When I deserve nothing but to be ignored or shunned, you bless me.  You bless me with health when I eat crazily and sleep way to little.  You bless me with good grades, even when I don't do as well as I want to on some test.  You amaze me with the way You continue to be a kind, generous, loving, savior, no matter how I behave.  You make me want to do better.  You make me want to draw closer to You, to learn how to be more like You.  You make my jaw drop when I think about the amazing effects of You being the Lord over my life.  Thank you, Father, for being so incredibly amazing.  I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-9130707346192234448?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://praisesatoz.blogspot.com' title='Amazing!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/9130707346192234448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=9130707346192234448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9130707346192234448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9130707346192234448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing.html' title='Amazing!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/SCMtBJzvYxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/d3sjL-4ChXc/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-5305385205441147262</id><published>2008-04-10T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:33:27.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ever had one of those moments, after a long period of being too busy and too tired to care, when you absolutely must doll up.  Tonight, I came to that place.  Did not matter that I had no where to go or nothing to do, or that no one would see me.  I had to be cute, tonight.  I had to do my hair, and put on some makeup.  (I am not sure when I got so comfortable not wearing any.)  I even put on eye liner.  The good thing about doing this is it is fun.  The bad thing is that it can snowball really quickly.  WHen you do this, you want something cute to wear to match your dolled up face.  Then you do that, and you do want to go somewhere.  lol  Anyway, I am not going that far.  I am just going to throw on a top, and go.  And soon too.  Time to meet up with Chris.  Well, in a few minutes.  So this will be a short blog.  You see I knew, I could not let this moment pass without sharing with you how I just randomly, after over a month of bumming it, decided to fix up a little bit. :)  Anyway, more later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all.  :)&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5305385205441147262?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5305385205441147262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5305385205441147262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5305385205441147262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5305385205441147262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-world.html' title='Hello World'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-6291971127753933771</id><published>2008-03-28T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:46:07.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to blog again</title><content type='html'>Well since we are well into the year of 2008, and I myself have recently started a new "year" of my life, I think it is about time that I blogged.   Today I am going into the studio to record a 60 second analog commercial.  Fun stuff, I hope.  I am hoping everything goes well.  We allowed ourselves four hours to get it done, so hopefully we can get it done in that time.  :)  I am going in with my side kick, Sara the&lt;br /&gt;SARA: I am laughing internally becuase you see, it is not I who is the sidekick...&lt;br /&gt;No, it is not I. I am the leader. I am a mountian. I am the rain that falls on a ...(roz is laughing at my words...my statments. I am writing a thing of beauty here and Roz is having a freaking feild day, what the crap? I am almost never open and poetic and artsy and dramatic and amazing and wait a second. I am always amazing, even when I don't think i'm amazing, I'm amazing, because I'm amazing in the sense of not realizing how amazing I truly am. Wow...I am wonderful. I am God's gift to earth...wait a second. Who am I kidding? ok...that was a sad reality check. Moving on.) soft spring evening.&lt;br /&gt;Roz:  as I was saying...my sidekick, Sara "I am more amazing than the world" H.  Sara does not like her last name mentioned over the net.  Anyway, we are going in there to knock out a couple more A's.  I think our tall friend (Chris: AKA SoundMan) might be coming to give us support.  It should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in other news, did I mention I have a lot of stuff to do.  Between homework, a social life, shows, and work, I have been a pretty busy girl.  I am sure it will all be worth it when at the end of the semester, I have all those A's to show for it.  I speak by faith. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are quite emo right now.  Yes, you did just witness an un-announced subject change.  I painted them with black fingernail polish, which was very shiny and nice, but unfortunately also very cheap.  So they chiped.  But they chipped in nice pretty patterns so I let them stay chipped, because I thought they looked kinda cool.  My small friend (Sara) tells me this is quite emo.  I will paint them again when I get a chance, but for time being I guess I am an emo kid.  Oooops I forgot to apply my black eyeliner today.... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Humanities class right now, and class is about to start so I guess I will stop this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave my vast and growing reading audience (tongue in cheek---speaking of which, I am have never had full, heck even partial, understanding of this phrase, but anywho I used it, hopefully in a nearly correct way) with this deep thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you pretend not to notice an elephant in your room, the stinch of its waste will be a constant reminder to everyone around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that, Jack Handy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6291971127753933771?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6291971127753933771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6291971127753933771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6291971127753933771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6291971127753933771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-to-blog-again.html' title='Time to blog again'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-830769853661030454</id><published>2008-01-22T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:18:22.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, okay, I guess I will try this again.  :( Don't you hate it when you start typing a blog and type all this interesting stuff, and then it gets erased.  That does not make me happy.  Therefore, all I want to write about now is how that makes me angry, and what you are stuck reading is a rant about how hard it is post a simple blog!!!!!  All I&lt;br /&gt;did you know that you can ALWAYS see your eyelashes?&lt;br /&gt;Um, I don't know what that has to do with anything. &lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I mean you can always see everyone's eyelashes right?&lt;br /&gt;no I mean, you can see your own, like IN you eye...ball...right???&lt;br /&gt;OIC :)  Well, folks that enlightening bit of information came from my friend Sara, who had a profound part in loosing my first and interesting post.  Thank you&lt;br /&gt;you can NOT even pin this on me!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am just saying you played a part.  lol  But that is okay, I need to get a mouse.  The mouse pad thingy on my computer is the main culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, earlier I learned something in New Testament Survey.  The definition of poking fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poke Fun:  To ridicule,&lt;br /&gt;HA Roz can"t remember!  lol&lt;br /&gt;Oh that is just wonderful.  Thanks again Sara. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-830769853661030454?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/830769853661030454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=830769853661030454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/830769853661030454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/830769853661030454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-okay-i-guess-i-will-try-this-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1996173111928269384</id><published>2008-01-22T10:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:09:55.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise :)  I am writing on my blog!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I wrote something, but it got erased. The end. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1996173111928269384?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1996173111928269384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1996173111928269384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1996173111928269384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1996173111928269384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise-i-am-writing-on-my-blog.html' title='Surprise :)  I am writing on my blog!!!!!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2090783055448897207</id><published>2007-11-09T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:54:56.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm, Good!</title><content type='html'>The title is a quote from one of my pastor's songs.  The lyrics of the lick of the song go something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Good&lt;br /&gt;So Good&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, Good&lt;br /&gt;Real Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol  That is what I was thinking tonight:  MY GOD IS GOOD!  Although good seems a little less than fitting for the level of His wonderfulness in m life.  God totally surprised me, tonight.  He is so sweet, I could seriously cry.  I won't though, I will just write about what happened tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since, I first heard about this concert (TobyMac, Barlow Girl, Thousand Foot Krutch) I went to Victory Christian Center back in August and saw it in one of their bulletines.  I told God that I really wanted to go to that concert.  I asked Him if He would make a way that I could go.  Later, I even confessed that I am going to get to that concert.  This was a few weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought I would not be able to go because of showcase, but it turned out that I was wrong on the dates.  This past week, I called my mom and asked her to send me money for the concert.  She sent me money, but it went into the wrong account.  So I thought that I would not get to go again.  But then when she did get the money switched to the right account, I found out that it was too late to get tickets from Victory's book store, where they were 17 without extra fees, and I did not have enough money to get two tickets, plus the extra fees.  So then Sara was going to get the tickets.  She had the money, and everything, but it was not to happen.  The card did not work.  So I was like, "Oh well, maybe we don't need to go to this concert."  And Sara goes, "Well, I don't understand, but everything happens for a reason."  So we decided we would get a blanket and sit outside of Victory and listen to the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, Sara insisted that we walk around the building first, as to not look suspicious.  Then we realized we had to stand in front of the church to hear the band.  (Barlow girl was playing.  They sing one of Sara's favorite songs) So Sara stood with her foot in the door, and I suggested that we just go on in.  So we decided to go the bathroom.  We kind of just walked through and out again.  Then we sat down in two chairs outside the auditorium.  We figured if they asked us to leave we would.  Sara wanted to get a better look so she walked up a little bit from me.  Then this lady wearing a white shirt came up to me and said, "Do you have a ticket?"  I answered, "No ma'am."  I was really scared she was going to tell us to go.  But instead she said, "I have a ticket if you want it."  And I told her, "Well, I am here with my friend."  And she spread out two tickets and handed them to me.  I was Sooooooo excited.  I jumped up and said, "Oh my goodness!  Thank you so much," and gave her a hug.  Then I was like, "Hey Sara," and she turned around.  And I waved the tickets, "We've got tickets!!!"  It was amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Barlow girl, there was an intermission, and we got a chance to talk about it.  Sara was saying how she had not understood why we could not get tickets, but now it made sense.  She told me how she had been praying, and I told her how I had asked God to get me to that concert a long time ago.  It amazes me.  The way God does things.  It really does.  I am so grateful to be His kid.  I have the best Father in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Father&lt;br /&gt;For Your Faithfullness&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for answering prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being an awesome provider.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being faithful&lt;br /&gt;Even when I am not.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for wonderful friends,&lt;br /&gt;friends who love and praise You,&lt;br /&gt;For trees to fellowship under&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reminding me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;that You love me, and You care about&lt;br /&gt;my needs and You care about my wants.&lt;br /&gt;There are not words enough to describe&lt;br /&gt;my gratitude, not just for concert tickets,&lt;br /&gt;but for the what they represented.  Your love&lt;br /&gt;for me.  Thank You for loving me.  Thank You for calling&lt;br /&gt;me Your own.  Thank You for never ever taking it back.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you Lord.  Help me to trust You more.&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my source. &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to blog about right now.  Peace and love to all my readers.  God loves you.  He loves us all.  And His love is so sweet.  Don't believe anyone that tells you any different.  God is not an idea, or a nice thought.  He is real, and you don't know anything about love, until you meet Him.  That's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2090783055448897207?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2090783055448897207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2090783055448897207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2090783055448897207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2090783055448897207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/11/mmmmm-good.html' title='Mmmmm, Good!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5959553697778706468</id><published>2007-09-22T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:36:48.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lastest Stuff</title><content type='html'>Today I spent my morning with the DTF (Drama/Television/Film Majors).  We had a work day.  I painted in the morning, and swept in the afternoon.  It was fun, but unfortunately I did not get any pics or video.  (Please forgive me.)  After that, I had a smoothie with a friend, and then came to my room.  I got in my bed to read some theater stuff, but then I said hi to a friend online, got sleepy, and took a nap.  I woke up with an upset stomach, so I did not want any dinner.  So now I am trying to think of something that will help my stomach.  It is not happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not sure if I was going to be able to be on the tech, but it turns out I will.  I am pretty excited about getting to help with the production.  Sarting on next Saturday and until October 7, I think, I will be spending a large portion of time in the Howard Auditorium. I am hoping to capture a few minutes of the fun when possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to catch up on stuff here at ORU, check out my YouTube page. I put a link on this post.  Anyway, pretty soon, I am going to do a tour of the campus with some of my friends.  There are already some videos on the page that look kind of like I was doing a tour, but that was just me having.  The actual tour will be much better.  More details coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now.  I am going to go to store and get something for my stomach, and then I am going to get some work done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5959553697778706468?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/user/rozkai' title='Lastest Stuff'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5959553697778706468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5959553697778706468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5959553697778706468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5959553697778706468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/09/lastest-stuff.html' title='Lastest Stuff'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-7129283808130471343</id><published>2007-08-31T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:10:11.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time...Much to say</title><content type='html'>I honestly say this, I have been blogging in my head for days.  But today, I really wanted to write about what has been going on in my life.  It's almost like there is so much happening that I don't know exactly where to start.  This could be a long one folks.  lol  I guess I will take it by category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;  I am in school now. As you can tell, I have not done Praises A to Z in a while.  My schedule got a little hectic, and I could not go for the second round.  However, I still encourage others to try it at least once through.  It was truly an exercise that blessed me and enriched my relationship with my Father, Comforter, Savior, and Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been awesome!  Extremely challenging in several areas, but overall an amazing new adventure.  Some of things that have been on my mind to write about have to do with those challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Health Thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at ORU we have a required PE course.  In the lab of the course, we have done a couple of preliminary test and activities to asscess our current level of fitness.  I must admit my results bothered me a little bit.  However, I have been bothered about my body before I saw the results.  I have been horrified by how much weight I gained over the course of the last 8 months.  I went into 2007 wearing a sizes 14 and 16, most of my clothes now are  size 18 and 20. I think I have gained around 35 to 40 lbs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But it's not just the weight that has been bothering me.  I have had more trouble breathing since I have been here, than I have had in a long time.  There is a lot of walking, a lot of stairs, a lot of steep slopes on this beautiful campus, and they have been hard.  I understand that a lot of it has to do with the fact that I am exercising more now, just by all the extra walking, than I have in a really long time, especially with the extra weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night I talked to mom on my way back from the Derrek Luke talk, and she commented on my breathing as we walked.  I made the comment that I was actually getting used to the whole not being able to breath well thing.  I started to tell her what the latest PE test told me, basically my resting heart rate is too high, meaning my heart is have to work extra hard. (I'll come back to this later.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I talked to her all the way back to my room.  Then when we finally got off the phone, I started to do my homework. I had a lot of math to do.  So around 12:30 or so, I decided to make fresh coffee.  I drank like to two cups, really feeling bad about the amount of sugar cubes I needed in the coffee to make it drinkable. Keep in mind, that for the most part coffee does not keep me awake. Sometimes it makes me sleepy, so I was basically drinking it because I love the taste of coffee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the two cups of coffee combined with the fact that I had had a lot of asthsma medicine (which speeds the heart rate) due to my various treks across campus, had my heart racing last night.  My heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my chest.  So I had finished my homework, and it was around 4:30 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wanted to just stay up and go to class in a few hours, but my heart was beating so fast that I thought it better to lay down and rest, even if it was only for a few hours. So I did my nightly routine, set my alarm clock (cell) for the latest possible time I could and layed down. Let me back up a bit.  When I went in to get ready for bed, I started to talk to God.  The first thing I did was pray that God would multiply the little bit of sleep that I would get so that I would feel like I had a full nights sleep.  I also finally had the sense to humble myself before Him, and ask for help with the whole health thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repented for not being submitted in this area.  So then I climbed into bed, but I didn't go to sleep right away.  But God was talking to me, telling me that my heart was okay and to just rest.  So I fell asleep, and I woke up like three minutes before my alarm was susposed to go off.  I got ready for class, make up and all, and got to class early.  I did not get sleepy all day!  I still have not needed a nap!  God is so good!  I will go to bed early tonight though.  Just because I know I need rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't want to forget this part.  Today at chapel when Mrs. Luke talked about glorifying God in our bodies, that was for me.  It might have been for someone else too, but I know God really ministered to me through it.  He reminded me of things that I know to do and have been not been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other things that I have been wanted to blog about, but alas it is time for supper.  I will write more later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ with Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7129283808130471343?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7129283808130471343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7129283808130471343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7129283808130471343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7129283808130471343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-timemuch-to-say.html' title='Long time...Much to say'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-6746406093025983190</id><published>2007-07-07T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:44:46.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RpBdl2vm8FI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9ViJWE6cloY/s1600-h/c.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084666884233031762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" height="136" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RpBdl2vm8FI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9ViJWE6cloY/s320/c.png" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are close. My God, you are close. I am so grateful that when I need You I do not have to wonder where You are or whether You have time for me or not. You are always there for me when I need You. Thank you for knocking on the door of my life, and for staying closer to me than anyone else could. I am so grateful that You are close!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6746406093025983190?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6746406093025983190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6746406093025983190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6746406093025983190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6746406093025983190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/07/close.html' title='Close'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RpBdl2vm8FI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9ViJWE6cloY/s72-c/c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-6681782004152495060</id><published>2007-07-03T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:50:11.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rosm5mvm8EI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XX2JBc4J1FA/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083199375512367170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" height="85" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rosm5mvm8EI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XX2JBc4J1FA/s320/b1.jpg" width="87" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are Beautifu! My God You are beautiful. If beauty is as beauty does, You are the ultimate example of beauty. You have created a beautiful world, from purple mountains to bright yellow tangs, You have filled the Earth and the whole universe with countless beautiful sights. Your word says that the feet of us who preach your gospel are beautiful. The beauty of our feet is only a reflection of the beauty of who You are! Thank You for being beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6681782004152495060?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6681782004152495060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6681782004152495060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6681782004152495060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6681782004152495060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/07/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rosm5mvm8EI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XX2JBc4J1FA/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-8512702838883354326</id><published>2007-07-01T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:46:27.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Astounding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Roh1C2vm8CI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/A-ML7JcOOiQ/s1600-h/a1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082440871402991650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Roh1C2vm8CI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/A-ML7JcOOiQ/s320/a1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are Astounding! My God you are Astounding! You go out of Your way to do more than I can ask or think, and I thank you for it! I am grateful for every draw dropping surpise you send my way. I am thankful for the way You love me. I am grateful for your mercy that is new every single morning. Praise You for being so astounding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8512702838883354326?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8512702838883354326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8512702838883354326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8512702838883354326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8512702838883354326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/07/astounding.html' title='Astounding!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Roh1C2vm8CI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/A-ML7JcOOiQ/s72-c/a1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-4256891871329746984</id><published>2007-06-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T18:20:02.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is so GOOD!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited right now.  I got a blessing today that I did not expect to get this soon.  I say this soon, because I God told me to believe Him for a car for college, and I did.  So I expected to get one, I just had no idea that it would be this soon.  Right now I have a 2007 Mitshubishi Galant sitting out in the driveway!  I am so grateful.  I am grateful to God because He provided a way for me to get a car, and once again confirmed that He is with me on this return to school thing.  lol  I am also grateful to my mother for getting me the car.  Praise God for that woman!  I promise I have the most wonderful mother in the world!  Anyway, I am all excited and praising God and reading about my new vehicle.  I want to make sure that I know the maintanence schedule and all of that. :)   Anyway, I just wanted to get this moment recorded. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Other News, Praises A to Z will start back on Sunday the first.  :)  I really enjoyed the challenge.  :)  I am hoping some more people will try on their blogs too.  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my little sister has a B-day Tomorrow.  Yay, Tina!  We are waiting until Sunday for the party though.  I am house sitting this weekend, and I won't be free to leave until tomorrow night.  (The only reason why my car is sitting in the driveway!  lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is all for now folks.  I will give an update on my progress on the road to Oklahoma next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4256891871329746984?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4256891871329746984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4256891871329746984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4256891871329746984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4256891871329746984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-is-so-good.html' title='God is so GOOD!!!!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2315524016451603269</id><published>2007-06-26T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:25:18.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zealous Advocate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoH0kmvm7-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/hJ-lLmTtDQ0/s1600-h/z.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080610764363329506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoH0kmvm7-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/hJ-lLmTtDQ0/s320/z.png" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are a Zealous Advocate. My God, You are a Zealous Advocate. From the time Your most prized creation betrayed You, You started Your plan to redeem him. Chapter after chapter, book after book, verse after verse, throughout the old testament and into the new, You recorded Your plan as it unfolded. How great is Your love for me, that You would go through so much heartache, so many instances of waywardness among Your children, to send Your Son to die, so that I can truly live. If You are for me, it doesn't matter who is against me. I praise you for that from A to Z and beyond! You are worthy of all Praise! Thank you for being a Zealous Advocate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2315524016451603269?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2315524016451603269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2315524016451603269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2315524016451603269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2315524016451603269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/zealous-advocate.html' title='Zealous Advocate'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoH0kmvm7-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/hJ-lLmTtDQ0/s72-c/z.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-4357005689943468361</id><published>2007-06-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:32:29.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoke-Destroyer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoCWp6hYljI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h2pQmekV6ak/s1600-h/y.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080226026502002226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="73" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoCWp6hYljI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h2pQmekV6ak/s320/y.png" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my Yoke-Destroyer. My God, You are my Yoke-Destroyer! You don't just remove the yokes in my life you destroy them, permentally. Thank You for not leaving me in bondage. Thank You for a salvation that goes deeper than giving me a free ticket to heaven. I am excited about that too, but I am also excited for the abundant life that Jesus came to bring to me here. Thank You, Jesus! Thank You, Father! Glory to God for being a Yoke-Destroyer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4357005689943468361?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4357005689943468361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4357005689943468361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4357005689943468361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4357005689943468361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoke-destroyer.html' title='Yoke-Destroyer!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RoCWp6hYljI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h2pQmekV6ak/s72-c/y.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-7433438871322756219</id><published>2007-06-24T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:34:57.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X-rayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn83w6hYlhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xp_TPJGB8Rk/s1600-h/x.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079840218179737106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn83w6hYlhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xp_TPJGB8Rk/s320/x.png" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my X-rayer. My God, You are my X-rayer. You look deeper than anyone could ever look. You examine my heart. I can't hide anything from You, Lord. I don't want to. You know things about me that I don't know about myself, and I am grateful when you show me what I have inside. I love You for being my Xrayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7433438871322756219?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7433438871322756219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7433438871322756219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7433438871322756219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7433438871322756219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/x-rayer.html' title='X-rayer'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn83w6hYlhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xp_TPJGB8Rk/s72-c/x.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-1083113132865008260</id><published>2007-06-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:52:30.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn34b6hYleI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eldzUMXdnuw/s1600-h/w.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079489113193223650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="137" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn34b6hYleI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eldzUMXdnuw/s320/w.png" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are a Welcoming King. My God, You are a Welcoming King. You welcome home the backslider. You welcome the down and out, the up and out, and everyone in between into your Kingdom with one simple request. You only ask that we believe You. That we accept that You have already paid the price for the debt we could never afford. With open arms You welcome us. You beckon us. You knock on the doors of our hearts. You send Your servants out to invite us in. Thank You so much for being a Welcoming King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1083113132865008260?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1083113132865008260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1083113132865008260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1083113132865008260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1083113132865008260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcoming-king.html' title='Welcoming King'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rn34b6hYleI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eldzUMXdnuw/s72-c/w.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-7884511020241841039</id><published>2007-06-22T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:27:23.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory!</title><content type='html'>You are my Victory!  My God, You are My Victory!  I want to learn to rest more in more in this truth.  In Christ, I have Victory over sin.  In Christ, I have Victory over despair!  Thank You for providinig a way of triumph over every test that comes my way.  You have been faithful to lead me to victory over and over again.  I am so glad that I can trust You are my Banner of Victory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7884511020241841039?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7884511020241841039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7884511020241841039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7884511020241841039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7884511020241841039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/victory.html' title='Victory!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-3830693269596490865</id><published>2007-06-21T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:42:58.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprecedented!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RntSy6hYlbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8FV0v6of10/s1600-h/u.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078744039446582706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="110" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RntSy6hYlbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8FV0v6of10/s320/u.png" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are Unprecedented. My God, You are Unprecedented! God above all, the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, before there was a heaven and an Earth there was You. You are bigger than I know, and I will spend eternity learning that fact over and over again. I am excited to call You my Daddy! I am grateful that You have my back. I am thankful that without You nothing was made. Thank you for being unprecedented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-3830693269596490865?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3830693269596490865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=3830693269596490865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3830693269596490865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3830693269596490865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/unprecedented.html' title='Unprecedented!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RntSy6hYlbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Z8FV0v6of10/s72-c/u.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-610129032480021924</id><published>2007-06-20T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:50:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnn1SahYlZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JCv3HVBSpks/s1600-h/t.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078359751542740370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="155" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnn1SahYlZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JCv3HVBSpks/s320/t.png" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are the Truth! My God, You are the Truth! In fact, you are the father of all that is true. You could not lie if you tried, because You opperate in such a high level of integrity that everything You say is the truth. Even though you saw the darkness, You called out the light. Light nor darkness had a choice. Light had to come. I love you for that. You can't always count on people, Father. Because people, even well-meaning and well-intentioned people, fall short. You never do. You have never fallen short on anything that You have promised me. You have proven Your word to be true! Thank you for the Truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-610129032480021924?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/610129032480021924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=610129032480021924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/610129032480021924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/610129032480021924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/truth.html' title='The Truth!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnn1SahYlZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JCv3HVBSpks/s72-c/t.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-8581779897158578776</id><published>2007-06-19T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:34:37.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnigHqhYlXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CTTrER-sQM0/s1600-h/s.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077984633394074994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="114" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnigHqhYlXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CTTrER-sQM0/s320/s.png" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are my Solution. My God, You are my Solution. Doesn't matter what the problem is, how big or how small. I have learned that the answer is in You. I thank You for being the solution to every delima that I will ever face. Thank You for giving me Your Word as my Guide. Thank You for allowing me the privillage of bringing my problems, short comings, needs, wants, and anything I can think of to Your throne. It is truly a privilage to have a personal relationship with the One who wrote the manual for my life, the One who made me and knows me better than I ever could. Thank You for being my Solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8581779897158578776?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8581779897158578776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8581779897158578776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8581779897158578776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8581779897158578776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/solution.html' title='Solution'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnigHqhYlXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CTTrER-sQM0/s72-c/s.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-883850861344245361</id><published>2007-06-18T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:25:02.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restorer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnd2mqhYlVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6VaimWA4yRE/s1600-h/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077657511504942418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="119" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnd2mqhYlVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6VaimWA4yRE/s320/r.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my Restorer. My God, You are my Restorer! You restore years; You restore relationships. You restore life to all of us who call on Your name. You take great pleasure in snatching up what others have written off as hopeless, and making its greatness shine forth as a testament of who You are. Bless You, Lord. You Restore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-883850861344245361?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/883850861344245361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=883850861344245361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/883850861344245361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/883850861344245361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/restorer.html' title='Restorer!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rnd2mqhYlVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6VaimWA4yRE/s72-c/r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-2078280951089788231</id><published>2007-06-17T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:07:39.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quieter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnYE86hYlTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RfTqa4CWpzc/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077251074454754610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="124" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnYE86hYlTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RfTqa4CWpzc/s320/q.png" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my quieter. My God, You are my quieter. With a sweet whisper You quiet my soul. When life and circumstances would threaten to overcome me with worry, Your steadfast love prevents my spirit from stepping into fear. Thank You for quieting my soul. Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2078280951089788231?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2078280951089788231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2078280951089788231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2078280951089788231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2078280951089788231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/quieter.html' title='Quieter'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnYE86hYlTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RfTqa4CWpzc/s72-c/q.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-8973168281227141918</id><published>2007-06-16T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:34:26.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Protector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnSroahYlRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur3ipewWJys/s1600-h/p.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076871390755853586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="131" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnSroahYlRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur3ipewWJys/s320/p.png" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my Protector. My God, You are my Protector. When I declare that You are my refuge and my fortress, I don't say it out of tradition, I say it because You have proven it true over and over in my life. Thank you for always being here to protect me. Thank you for giving your angels charge over me. Thank You for the peace I find in your presense. I love you for being my protector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8973168281227141918?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8973168281227141918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8973168281227141918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8973168281227141918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8973168281227141918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/protector.html' title='Protector'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnSroahYlRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur3ipewWJys/s72-c/p.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-6179814688415825176</id><published>2007-06-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:55:36.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omnipotent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLSaqhYlLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Su9jYmEavIQ/s1600-h/o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076351085532714162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="134" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLSaqhYlLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Su9jYmEavIQ/s320/o2.jpg" width="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are omnipotent. My God, You are omnipotent. Omni-potent. All powerful. You have power over all. Only You set one on a hill and bring down another. You are so powerful that you open doors that no man can shut. You shut doors that no man can open. Through Your might power you raised my Savior from the dead, and gave all dominion to Him. Your power has healed me! Your power has redeemed me; Your power keeps me. Glory to God. I rejoice that you are Omnipotent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6179814688415825176?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6179814688415825176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6179814688415825176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6179814688415825176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6179814688415825176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/omnipotent.html' title='Omnipotent!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLSaqhYlLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Su9jYmEavIQ/s72-c/o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-2263659921490298049</id><published>2007-06-14T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:58:27.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nissi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLTMahYlNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ro73IXkWYcs/s1600-h/n.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076351940231206098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="157" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLTMahYlNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ro73IXkWYcs/s320/n.png" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my Nissi! My God, You are my Jehovah Nissi! You are my banner of victory. And I thank You because I know that as long as I continue to trust Your guidance, victory is always mine. Thank you for being my all! Thank you for being my banner! Thank you for being Jehovah Nissi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2263659921490298049?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2263659921490298049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2263659921490298049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2263659921490298049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2263659921490298049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/nissi.html' title='Nissi!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnLTMahYlNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ro73IXkWYcs/s72-c/n.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-6056811906387808532</id><published>2007-06-13T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:43:55.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MENDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDHLqhYlHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NRrj-Mv3_24/s1600-h/m.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075775783253349490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDHLqhYlHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NRrj-Mv3_24/s320/m.png" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my mender! My God, You are my Mender! Everytime something or someone breaks my heart, You are faithful to mend it. Thank you, God! You are an awesome Mender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6056811906387808532?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6056811906387808532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6056811906387808532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6056811906387808532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6056811906387808532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/mender.html' title='MENDER!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDHLqhYlHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NRrj-Mv3_24/s72-c/m.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-2048716436928975127</id><published>2007-06-12T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:45:46.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitless-Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDH36hYlII/AAAAAAAAAEI/1HMZbbGdI4E/s1600-h/l.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075776543462560898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="172" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDH36hYlII/AAAAAAAAAEI/1HMZbbGdI4E/s320/l.png" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are Limitless-Love! My God You are Limitless-Love! Patient, kind, everlasting, Love, that's You! Your Word Declares that You are Love! Your actions declare that You Are Love! Thank you for Your Limitless, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2048716436928975127?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2048716436928975127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2048716436928975127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2048716436928975127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2048716436928975127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/limitless-love.html' title='Limitless-Love'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RnDH36hYlII/AAAAAAAAAEI/1HMZbbGdI4E/s72-c/l.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-3143892878983066417</id><published>2007-06-11T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:49:57.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rm37mahYlFI/AAAAAAAAADw/wGydtyFZ1qQ/s1600-h/k.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074988992489362514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="129" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rm37mahYlFI/AAAAAAAAADw/wGydtyFZ1qQ/s320/k.png" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are my King! My God, You are my King! You put Your kingdom in my Spirit, and wrote Your laws on my heart. You lead me with grace,&lt;br /&gt;Guidance, justice, and peace. You are my King, but not the kind that&lt;br /&gt;lives on a hill far away from his people. You allow me to come and lay at Your throne. I'm grateful that You are my King!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-3143892878983066417?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3143892878983066417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=3143892878983066417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3143892878983066417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3143892878983066417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/king.html' title='King!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rm37mahYlFI/AAAAAAAAADw/wGydtyFZ1qQ/s72-c/k.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-182356492459800385</id><published>2007-06-10T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:20:59.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justifier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmyjBahYlCI/AAAAAAAAADY/NDavQ2n7IHE/s1600-h/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074610124834247714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmyjBahYlCI/AAAAAAAAADY/NDavQ2n7IHE/s320/j.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a Justifier! My God, You are a Justifier!  When you call me righteous&lt;br /&gt;despite all my flaws, sins, and imperfections, no devil in Hell can argue- and win! You vouch for me simply because I accepted the priceless gift&lt;br /&gt;Of Your love. I am covered under Your blood! Bless You for Justifying me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-182356492459800385?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/182356492459800385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=182356492459800385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/182356492459800385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/182356492459800385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/justifier.html' title='Justifier!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmyjBahYlCI/AAAAAAAAADY/NDavQ2n7IHE/s72-c/j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-6819431038521453872</id><published>2007-06-09T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:23:31.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmt8sahYlBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OK0UKo-Hho4/s1600-h/i.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074286507638428690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="117" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmt8sahYlBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OK0UKo-Hho4/s320/i.png" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are Inspiring! My God, You are Inspiring!You Inspire me with Your poetry,You Inspire me with Your prose! Your artwork is more beautiful Than any painter could capture! When You speak, my heart races! Your thoughts fuel my creativity. I crave Your inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-6819431038521453872?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/6819431038521453872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=6819431038521453872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6819431038521453872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/6819431038521453872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/inspiring.html' title='Inspiring!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmt8sahYlBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OK0UKo-Hho4/s72-c/i.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-4563697653084247042</id><published>2007-06-08T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:48:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmoit6hYk-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zjogH0bxAg/s1600-h/h.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073906102385021922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="147" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmoit6hYk-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zjogH0bxAg/s320/h.png" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are Holy! My God, you are Holy! Holy as in set apart, above all! Holy as in like no other! Holy as in eternity is not long enough to discover every aspect of Your glory! I must call You holy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4563697653084247042?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4563697653084247042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4563697653084247042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4563697653084247042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4563697653084247042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/holy.html' title='Holy!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmoit6hYk-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zjogH0bxAg/s72-c/h.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-8866845395625358733</id><published>2007-06-07T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:11:29.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gregarious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmhX9qhYk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/80PdcPoy6I0/s1600-h/g.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073401697130812354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmhX9qhYk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/80PdcPoy6I0/s320/g.png" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are Gregarious! My God, You are gregarious! You delight in the Praises of Your children so much that you can't help but join us as we lift Your name.  I love the way You meet me when I praise.  You delight me with Your presence, as I cry holy,Worthy, glory to Your name! I'm glad Your gregarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8866845395625358733?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8866845395625358733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8866845395625358733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8866845395625358733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8866845395625358733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/gregarious.html' title='Gregarious!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmhX9qhYk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/80PdcPoy6I0/s72-c/g.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-921906350517226819</id><published>2007-06-06T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T04:36:40.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmab8ahYk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/2dVLeoUdF2M/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072913492493243298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="87" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmab8ahYk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/2dVLeoUdF2M/s320/f.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FAITHFUL, FAITHFUL, FAITHFUL! My God You are Faithful! You are faithful when I praise You,And You are faithful when I don't! Your faithfulness has saved me more Times than I can count. I have never and will never have to worry aboutYou not being here. You are the one constant person that I can always turn to.Always! Hallelujah! You are Faithful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-921906350517226819?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/921906350517226819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=921906350517226819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/921906350517226819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/921906350517226819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/faithful.html' title='Faithful'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/Rmab8ahYk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/2dVLeoUdF2M/s72-c/f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-1599631137432063958</id><published>2007-06-05T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:20:57.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exceeding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmYLhKhYk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/tz8Qd3nhoyc/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072754694667408226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmYLhKhYk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/tz8Qd3nhoyc/s320/e.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are Exceeding! My God, You are Exceeding! Anything I think You are, You prove that You are more! Over and over again, You go above and beyond my understanding of Your greatness, your mercy, Your love! Thank You for exceeding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1599631137432063958?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1599631137432063958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1599631137432063958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1599631137432063958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1599631137432063958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/exceeding.html' title='Exceeding!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmYLhKhYk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/tz8Qd3nhoyc/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-2087579804751980815</id><published>2007-06-04T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:51:07.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Designer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmTPaqhYkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxLzT7_a_DY/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072407137323881266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 67px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px" height="104" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmTPaqhYkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxLzT7_a_DY/s320/d.jpg" width="91" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're a Designer!My God, what a Designer!Your precision is perfect in everything YouMake. From the position of the planets toThe number of cells in my body, You have A purpose and a plan for everything and everyoneThat is manifested at Your word.I love You, my Designer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2087579804751980815?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2087579804751980815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2087579804751980815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2087579804751980815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2087579804751980815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/designer.html' title='Designer!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmTPaqhYkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxLzT7_a_DY/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-5141590890317427713</id><published>2007-06-03T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:36:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Covenant-Conscious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmOWm_gGpeI/AAAAAAAAABY/T9C-b1BmMHA/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072063201974592994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmOWm_gGpeI/AAAAAAAAABY/T9C-b1BmMHA/s320/c.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are Covenant-Conscious!&lt;br /&gt;My God, You are Covenant-Conscious!&lt;br /&gt;You who do not have to be bound by anything&lt;br /&gt;Choose to stick to Your Word and keep Your promises,&lt;br /&gt;And though Your Word alone seals any deal,&lt;br /&gt;You've signed Your Covenant with Blood.&lt;br /&gt;I salute You for Your Covenant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5141590890317427713?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5141590890317427713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5141590890317427713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5141590890317427713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5141590890317427713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/covenant-conscious.html' title='Covenant-Conscious!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmOWm_gGpeI/AAAAAAAAABY/T9C-b1BmMHA/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-1083529718532564072</id><published>2007-06-02T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T13:13:07.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boundless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmHM6PgGpcI/AAAAAAAAABI/QbS88R3ToXM/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071559956361553346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmHM6PgGpcI/AAAAAAAAABI/QbS88R3ToXM/s320/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are boundless! My God, You are boundless! Worthy of honor, You stand outside of time,Knowing all, being everywhere,Filling all the heavens and the earthWith You. I honor You for being boundless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1083529718532564072?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1083529718532564072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1083529718532564072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1083529718532564072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1083529718532564072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/boundless.html' title='Boundless'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmHM6PgGpcI/AAAAAAAAABI/QbS88R3ToXM/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-5831197915123320156</id><published>2007-06-01T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T13:12:37.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmAS_PgGpWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jTBr2SM5GDM/s1600-h/a1.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071074058121422178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmAS_PgGpWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jTBr2SM5GDM/s320/a1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; You are AWESOME! My God, You are awesome!  Worthy of awe, You amaze me With everything from Your kindness to Your infinite wisdom, To Your wonderful creation. I am in awe of You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5831197915123320156?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5831197915123320156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5831197915123320156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5831197915123320156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5831197915123320156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oSiyolXMpPE/RmAS_PgGpWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jTBr2SM5GDM/s72-c/a1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12335898.post-5072711243106010998</id><published>2007-05-11T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T00:37:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Sleeping?</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I am not. :)  I just finished another issue of The Encourager, and I wrote an article in it about the importance of proper rest.  It seems that not getting enough rest, even when you are young,  (I'm still young, right?) can cause problems.  Thank God for grace!  Still, I am going to have to decide to do better, and take myself to bed.  Did I mention that I have to be up at about five thirty to go out of town in the morning.  :(  I really did not want to stay up this late. Hmmm.... is that hard to believe considering the fact that I am blogging right now instead of getting ready for bed?  Well, I just wanted to write a quick note.  Rejoice with me.  Are you rejoicing?  That's better.  Well, the rejoicing is because my shots are all done as of Monday this week.  Well, for two to four months anyway. :)  After that I have to get the third Hep B.  After that I am hopefully done for a long time.  I did not realize I should be rubbing alchohol on my shoulders after all those shots, and consequently both my arms are sore.  Well, I must make haste unto my chambers now to layeth down mine head.  I canst tarry here any longer.  Much ado, to you and you and you.  Auf Wiedersehen, Goodnight!  La chica es muy loca, pero no quiero duerme mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5072711243106010998?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5072711243106010998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5072711243106010998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5072711243106010998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5072711243106010998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-you-sleeping.html' title='Are You Sleeping?'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2982987209476657180</id><published>2007-04-13T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:11:05.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Imagination Betrayed Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh my goodness. Have you ever been tricked by your own imagination? It happened to me this morning, and I was so annoyed. You see when I took my morning nap, I had a dream. It seemed that I was at my church, but we must have been in a new church building because it seemed the bigger. Anyway, something was going on, not unusal at all, and I was rushing around helping out and doing various things. Then I heard my name, it startled me at first, but then I realized that the voice was coming from my phone. It was a guy with an Ausie or NZ accent, and I knew him. It was a friend of mine that I had met online. This was not the first time that we had talked. So I tried to talk to him, but he was breaking up. So I say, "Hey, I am trying to get some things done and you are breaking up, so I need to call you back later." Then he says, "No wait! Are you in a building?" And I said, "Yeah,", and he asked if I could go outside so that we could talk. He really needed to talk to me for a minute. So he sounded like he had something he really needed to talk about, so I walked outside the church. Then I said, "So what's up?" And he said, "Let's go." The next thing I know the thick black guy (dark skinned, kinda short) and this thin white guy (blonde hair a little taller than the black guy but still short) kidnapped me. What is up with that! How am I going to fall for a kidknapping in my own dream concocted from my own imagination. It was rather weird. It might even be weird that I was so annoyed by it. I mean when the shorter guy came toward me with the rope, in my dream, I said, "Oh, you've got to be kidding me." Then I look over and see the blonde dude. I instantly woke myself up, thinking, I refuse to find out what happens next in this one. Now I am curious though. Maybe the next time I go to sleep I can pick up where I left off. (Sometimes I can, if I want to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should explain a little bit about myself. My imagination is truly enormous. It's a blessing, and it's...well, truly it is just a blessing. Thank You, Father. ;) See I dream movies, not dreams. Sometimes I dream action packed blockbusters. I really enjoy dreaming, usually. I have never dreamed a dream with such a twist as that one though. Being kidnapped by an online friend really shocked me. lol Anyway, as I think about it some more, I am thinking, if developed it might turn into a good novel or screen play. :)Okay, I am happy with my imagination again. Sometimes it is just good to blog things out, I guess. :) Hmm...I am kind of looking forward to bedtime tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am not going to be able to get all of the financial aid offered to me, so I am going to be short. Hopefully enough scholarships will come through to cover the rest. I know I am going one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for a sinus update. Last week was completely awful for me. Every night my head hurt so bad that I woke up every thirty minutes or so because of the pain. It was horrible. So I finally broke down and paid the 58.98 for the decongestant. It is much better now. My sinus are actually draining. Which is much better than being stuck in my head. I get all excited about it. The more they drain the less they hurt me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still, unfortunately, have two shots to take before I can send off my immunizations. I wanted to get them today. I am waiting for a check for the paper, though, so I don't know if I will make it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in about two weeks, I am getting my digi cam. I am excited about that. I think I may have it in time to enter a video contest. (school money) Even if I don't get it in time for that, I already have plans for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is about all I have to blog about at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2982987209476657180?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2982987209476657180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2982987209476657180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2982987209476657180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2982987209476657180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-imagination-betrayed-me.html' title='My Imagination Betrayed Me!!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-3055452848259793464</id><published>2007-03-31T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T20:37:09.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I speak English!  :)</title><content type='html'>I'm posting this mainly to have something to blog about.  But I think the results are pretty self explanatory. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="color: black;color:black;" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#A8FFB3;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;65% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;15% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;10% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;5% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;0% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofamericanenglishdoyouspeakquiz/"&gt;WhatKind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-3055452848259793464?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/3055452848259793464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=3055452848259793464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3055452848259793464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/3055452848259793464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-speak-english.html' title='I speak English!  :)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1485433336015084007</id><published>2007-03-30T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T13:50:07.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I have to work so hard?...</title><content type='html'>Well, I would have been here sooner...Really I would have.  I tried to blog yesterday, but I could not get in.  Today the only way I got in was by signing in through the post comment page.  I could not sign in from the main page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am here now.  Time for some "Road to Oklahoma" information. I finally started my immunizations.  I only have the Hep B left, and I hope to take my first one next week.  Then I will have to wait a month.  Which would put me at early May for my second shot.  My third one will probably be in July, right before school starts, but I think I am going to send over my immunization records after the May shot, and just let them know that there is another on the way.  That is if I take any Hep B. shots.  For some reason, I can't get one here because I am over 18.  If the other clinic says the same thing, I am going to ask the people at the school if a person over 18 is required to have them.  It may be that because of my age I don't need one.  Anyway, I will have to wait until Monday to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started a new thing, that is working well for me so far.  It is a "To Do" Book.  I am using it to keep track with the ten million things that I need to be doing, and so far I am getting a lot more accomplished since I started using it.    I also use the book to keep track of which scholarships I am applying for.  I am doing quite a few with essays, so I need to sit down and plan a time to write them.  I started one, and I like the way I started it, but now I need to go and research the topic. :)  I did recieve my entire student financial packet.  There were four loans on it, and it still did not cover my total expenses.  There is another 1000 or so unaccounted for.  So I a hoping to get some of these scholarships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may seem totally random to you, but I am very excited about school. :)  Most of the time anyway.  I did not realize how excited I was until I recieved my schedule.  :)  If this tells you anything, I immediately typed it up by day,  so I could get a good look at what my days will be like.  Then I got on google earth, and accessed my route to classes everyday.  It seems that even though for part of the day I have a nice break, it would be better for me to plan to hangout somewhere near the buildings where my classes will be.  I will explain when I post the schedule.  I would post it here today, but I don't have it handy right now.  I may later though.  :)  I also went on Myspace and checked out the grades on some of my professors.  Most of mine had pretty decent grades.  I did notice something about some of the PE teachers (I looked at all of them becuase I am not sure who I will have yet.).  A student complained about recieving a failing grade because they had a breathing problem and could not pass the field test.  This seems unfair to me.  But I don't know all the details either.  I looked at the Spring 07 (they have not posted fall yet) sylabus for the HPEP class and they said the field test is worth 40% of the grade.  That is a large percentage.  I think when I took it in high school, I passed though.  I always walked it, which is allowed.  And with my age, I get more time to walk it than some. :) lol :)  Anyway, I will just take some benedryl and walk on.  lol More later, gotta run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1485433336015084007?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1485433336015084007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1485433336015084007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1485433336015084007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1485433336015084007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/03/should-i-have-to-work-so-hard.html' title='Should I have to work so hard?...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-8748846354475280463</id><published>2007-03-05T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T21:20:39.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DFW and other tidbits</title><content type='html'>Saturday we took Daja to the airport. I made a vow to write about the sadistic designers of the DFW. Oh my goodness, I was so annoyed. You see I had to "tinkle". So I went into the air port and was excited to see a sign pointing ahead that read Restrooms. However, I was a little jaded when I found that there were twenty such signs. I had to walk about a mile to get to the actual restroom. Is that mean or what? It would seem that they would put rest rooms ever so often, instead of having that long stretch of arrows promising relief soon. Anyway, thank God I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally broke down and went to the doctor. It seems that I weigh an astronomical amount now. Thank God I am joining a gym. That is not why I went though. I went because I had taken about 58 IB Profien the week before (From Tuesday to Wednesday). I was in serious pain (sinus pain). They gave me an antibiotic for the infection and some pain meds for the pain, and a decongestant. Since then I have been much better. I have not had to take the pain pills much, because the anti-biotic and the decongestant are working much better than Tylonel Sinus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is all for now. I think I am going to write my (future) honey tonight. No, you can't read what I write my honey. I made that blog private, only he can read it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8748846354475280463?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8748846354475280463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8748846354475280463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8748846354475280463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8748846354475280463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/03/dfw-and-other-tidbits.html' title='DFW and other tidbits'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2248538913372559428</id><published>2007-02-21T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:29:12.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's back :)</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone out there.  Long time between 41 and 42.  :)  I wanted to make sure I got some in this month.  If I can post a few times each month that would be a big improvement. :)  So what has been going on with me?  Well, I have been busy beyond busy.  This weekend for example:  Overall I have to finish putting the newsletter together.  Friday night:  I am reading my children's book and speaking about my experiences as a writer. Then when I leave there, I have to go to singles meeting.  Saturday:  I  am going to a "Abraham Lincoln Dinner" at the country club.  Sunday I have church, I probably have children's church.  Not sure about that, but it is highly likely.  Sunday night I am on program as Maya Angelou.  I have been practicing getting into character, so I am talking with a deep voice these days. :)  So you see, I am splurging with my time to even sit here and ramble about my time.  lol :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am reading a Perry Stone book called Unleashing the Beast.  It is pretty interesting.  I have not had a chance to work on the play.  I am still recovering from week before last's three days of no sleep marrathon, and now I think it is time to do it again.  On a positive note, I was told by a new member to our journalism team that he did not notice one error in the last issue (that's what I was working on for those three days.)  That blessed me. :)  Oh, and I am doing the church website again.  That is fun.  Things are going pretty smoothly for the most part.  I should be done in a few more weeks, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking for more scholarships and grants.  I have not heard from my school yet, so I am not sure what else they are offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  that is all for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya bunches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2248538913372559428?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2248538913372559428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2248538913372559428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2248538913372559428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2248538913372559428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/02/shes-back.html' title='She&apos;s back :)'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-5701277855508975938</id><published>2007-01-31T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:31:36.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>41 and climbling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This is my 41st post on ROR! That is how I will be abreviating the blog name. :) Yes, clever, I know. :) lol Anyway, I am really getting excited about seeing the number of blogs I've written rise. I see progress! :) Today was a good day for the most part, but I have some more work to do at Ms. Cherry's office after church tonight, weather permitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some sleet today on my way home from work, but it did not last long. It is cold enough to stick if we do get any accumilation. It is pretty chilly! I wish I could tell you the temp, but my KLSA weather thingy is not working anymore, and I refuse to put weather bug on my computer. So I have no current temp to relay to you at this time. I doubt if we have gotten above 40 today, if that helps any. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had some exciting tid-bit to share today, but I really don't. Except for the fact that this is my 41st blog. :) I don't guess I should hit you with too much excitment. The 41st blog alone is probably plenty to shout about! lol I have a lot of work to do, and not enough time to do it. I am tempted to skip church tonight; but nope, God first. I will go tonight, if the roads permit. Well, I better get off of here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya bunches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-5701277855508975938?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/5701277855508975938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=5701277855508975938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5701277855508975938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/5701277855508975938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/41-and-climbling.html' title='41 and climbling!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-8075176845967735766</id><published>2007-01-27T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:14:26.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>I know you are wondering how I ever came up with such a brilliant title as the day of the week that I am posting. lol  Yeah, I know...Anyway, today has been pretty good.  I have been able to actually get back to writing on the play, which really blesses me.  I have some things to finish for the church newsletter though, and I have not worked on those at all.  I have to pray alot about it, because all the inspiration I had for the stories seems to have gone elsewhere. I am sure the stories are there, I just need to spend some extra time with Daddy God to prime the pump, so to speak.  There is a little girl standing beside me, asking me if I am almost finished every few minutes.  Now she is asking me to erase the sentence eluding to her.  lol  Now she is threatening not to be my friend.  She is a really cute kid though.  I know she loves me.  I love her too. :)  So anyway, as you can tell, I am feeling the pressure not to be longwinded with this entry.  I quess I will write more later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a great time at church tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-8075176845967735766?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/8075176845967735766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=8075176845967735766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8075176845967735766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/8075176845967735766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-7912989611795475974</id><published>2007-01-24T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:12:29.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is from The Message Bible. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:1:&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what this means--all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we'd better get on with it. Strip down, start running--and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:2:&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we're in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed--that exhilarating finish in and with God--he could put up with anything along the way: cross, shame, whatever. And now he's there, in the place of honor, right alongside God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:3:&lt;br /&gt;When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:4:&lt;br /&gt;In this all-out match against sin, others have suffered far worse than you, to say nothing of what Jesus went through--all that bloodshed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:5:&lt;br /&gt;So don't feel sorry for yourselves. Or have you forgotten how good parents treat children, and that God regards you as his children? My dear child, don't shrug off God's discipline, but don't be crushed by it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:6:&lt;br /&gt;It's the child he loves that he disciplines; the child he embraces, he also corrects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:7:&lt;br /&gt;God is educating you; that's why you must never drop out. He's treating you as dear children. This trouble you're in isn't punishment; it's training,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:8:&lt;br /&gt;the normal experience of children. Only irresponsible parents leave children to fend for themselves. Would you prefer an irresponsible God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:9:&lt;br /&gt;We respect our own parents for training and not spoiling us, so why not embrace God's training so we can truly live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:10:&lt;br /&gt;While we were children, our parents did what seemed best to them. But God is doing what is best for us, training us to live God's holy best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:11:&lt;br /&gt;At the time, discipline isn't much fun. It always feels like it's going against the grain. Later, of course, it pays off handsomely, for it's the well-trained who find themselves mature in their relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:12:&lt;br /&gt;So don't sit around on your hands! No more dragging your feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:13:&lt;br /&gt;Clear the path for long-distance runners so no one will trip and fall, so no one will step in a hole and sprain an ankle. Help each other out. And run for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:14:&lt;br /&gt;Work at getting along with each other and with God. Otherwise you'll never get so much as a glimpse of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:15:&lt;br /&gt;Make sure no one gets left out of God's generosity. Keep a sharp eye out for weeds of bitter discontent. A thistle or two gone to seed can ruin a whole garden in no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:16:&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for the Esau syndrome: trading away God's lifelong gift in order to satisfy a short-term appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:17:&lt;br /&gt;You well know how Esau later regretted that impulsive act and wanted God's blessing--but by then it was too late, tears or no tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:18:&lt;br /&gt;Unlike your ancestors, you didn't come to Mount Sinai--all that volcanic blaze and earthshaking rumble--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:19:&lt;br /&gt;to hear God speak. The earsplitting words and soul-shaking message terrified them and they begged him to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Heb 12:20:&lt;br /&gt;When they heard the words--"If an animal touches the Mountain, it's as good as dead"--they were afraid to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:21:&lt;br /&gt;Even Moses was terrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:22:&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not your experience at all. You've come to Mount Zion, the city where the living God resides. The invisible Jerusalem is populated by throngs of festive angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:23:&lt;br /&gt;and Christian citizens. It is the city where God is Judge, with judgments that make us just.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heb 12:24:&lt;br /&gt;You've come to Jesus, who presents us with a new covenant, a fresh charter from God. He is the Mediator of this covenant. The murder of Jesus, unlike Abel's--a homicide that cried out for vengeance--became a proclamation of grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heb 12:25:&lt;br /&gt;So don't turn a deaf ear to these gracious words. If those who ignored earthly warnings didn't get away with it, what will happen to us if we turn our backs on heavenly warnings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Powerful stuff. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Love ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-7912989611795475974?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/7912989611795475974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=7912989611795475974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7912989611795475974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/7912989611795475974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-word.html' title='Good Word!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-4764657609345904044</id><published>2007-01-22T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:45:09.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Late Night Posting...</title><content type='html'>Sounds like the title of a scary story, huh?  lol  Anyway, it is really late, and I am blogging just because I wanna.  I watch Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea tonight.  We started watching around 5:30 and stopped around 1:30 AM.  Needless to say, I did not get any writing done so far today.  Unless you count this.  Actually this can't count for two  good reasons.  One the today I was referring to was Sunday, and at 2:28 AM, it is now Monday.  Two, this writing is just for the benefit of me and the people who enjoy reading my ramblings.  Real writing would constitute finishing another article for the paper or another scene of the play.  No I am not finished, which is laughable because I have all but written the rest of the play in my head.  I simply have not found the time to stop and write it down.  Yeah... I know... I really should have finished it by now.  I will do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, one of my dearest friends just wrote me that she is about to have a baby.  :)  I am so excited.  I want to write her back, but I won't until tomorrow night probably.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, church was awesome today.  It seemed like every song during praise and worship ministered to me.  It was like God spent the whole morning kissing me and telling me over and over again that He is mightier than any fiery dart of the enemy.  :)  The sermon was awesome too.  I can tell that God is working in me, because I went through the majority of the day not dwelling on the thing that happened last night.  The upset...yeah I know...but that is about all that I am willing to say about it.  Anyway, it did not consume my thoughts today.  Instead the thoughts that consumed me were:  I love God and I love.  I am serious, during church today the enemy tried to get me to thinking negatively again about this current ordeal, and before I knew it, I stopped the thoughts with a simple whisper:  I love.  I want to write more about this, but not tonight.  I need to be sensible. :) I really need to get some sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4764657609345904044?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4764657609345904044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4764657609345904044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4764657609345904044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4764657609345904044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-night-posting.html' title='The Late Night Posting...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-1084414081918147562</id><published>2007-01-21T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:55:52.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He surely goes before me...</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, I tried hard to get this entry in on Friday night, but I wanted to include a mp3 of the new song that God gave me. It took me forever to get that done, so I did not get it posted. I do think it is funny that this song is the very thing that I need to hear right now. I had a bit of a upset earlier tonight (yesterday really, it is almost 4 AM. Lord help me at church in the morning. Anyway, as I was sitting and listening to Pastor on Wednesday night this song came up in my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parablesmag.com/worrybest.mp3"&gt;I don't have to worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'bout what tomorrow will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have anxiety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know Christ is King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see my father sees me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He knows what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His provision is perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from His table I'll feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have is the chorus so far, although I think after tonight, I will surely be hearing a verse or two shortly. :) I love God! I love people too. I hate principalities with a passion, but if its war they want I am more than ready to fight. :) Anyway, if you click on the first line you can hear the tune of the song. That is how I heard it in spirit. I really need to finish ironing so that I can go to sleep. So I will write more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Jen you made me smile tonight (your message on the myspace blog) when I really needed it.  You are an awesome friend. :)  Love ya, bunches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-1084414081918147562?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/1084414081918147562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=1084414081918147562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1084414081918147562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/1084414081918147562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-surely-goes-before-me.html' title='He surely goes before me...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-4963215992519984071</id><published>2007-01-11T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:59:02.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post of the New Year</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is my first 2007 post, and only 11 days into the New Year.  Not so bad, huh?  Anyway, tonight I have a meeting at the church.  I don't think it will last all that long though.  After the meeting, I will be going over to my friend, Ms. Cherry's house.  I am helping her with her hair tonight.  What?  Of course I think you are interested in my schedule, why else would I bother enlightening you.  lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a scholarship update.  I found three more that I want to apply for.  One of them is a "pay everything and pay you to study" scholarship.  I really want that one.  This is the year of total prosperity and the open door!  So I say it's mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy Note:  I tried on one of my favorite suits, and I can still wear it.  (applause pause)I think it is too short for my church's current dress code though.  Ironically, I think it is long enough for ORU's current dress code (1 1/4 inch above the middle of the knee).  (So long as I sit down very carefully.)  So I think I will be saving that one for college.   Hopefully I will loose some more weight before August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another thing to mention.  I am going to join a gym.  I am excited about it.  I want to take some toning and Karate classes.  That will be fun. :)  I don't think I can wear my karate suit anymore though.  I think I will do the toning and maybe some kick boxing until I can.  Kickboxing sounds like fun to me.  :)  I would do pilates, but they said pilates/yoga, and I am not interested in Yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading one of my Christmas novels a couple of weeks ago.  It was Ted Dekker and Frank Peretti's novel:  House.  There has already been a movie made about the book.  It was pretty good. I enjoyed it quite a bit.  Overall it had the same premise as The Oath by Frank Peretti, but I liked The Oath a lot better than this book.  It was very well done though.  I was sufficiently suspensified.  lol I made that up all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to come very close to actually finishing the play this weekend.  I am really excited about that.  I am going to get it typed up as soon as possible, I still may be able to cast before the month is out.  The first half of the play is awesome. I love the last scene a whole lot.  It is cool :)  I can't wait to get it cast so that I can see it performed.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I hope to get a chance to record the first episode of my web show:  The Paper Mouth Twins.  :)  I wrote it a while ago, but I have not had a chance to record it.  When I do this one is definately going on You Tube!  :)  I may post it from You Tube to hear too.  For my interested fans who don't go to You Tube.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.  More later.  Yeah I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4963215992519984071?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4963215992519984071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4963215992519984071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4963215992519984071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4963215992519984071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-of-new-year.html' title='First Post of the New Year'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2037111672984580564</id><published>2006-12-12T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:47:28.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Below is a personality test that I just took. I think I am more than 50% romantic though. :) And the female cliche thing is way off, I mean I can be kind of prissy in some aspects, but I am not like the lady they described in that link.  :)  Anyway, here are the results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;17%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a&gt;Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt; tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2037111672984580564?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2037111672984580564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2037111672984580564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2037111672984580564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2037111672984580564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/12/personality.html' title='Personality'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-4509857906541137090</id><published>2006-12-12T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:44:24.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True to the Title:  Ramblings of Roz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello out there. My name is Rosalind Morris, and I am a sporadic blogger.  It has been five days since my last blog. :)    lol :)  Kind of a reverse AA thing.  Anyway, I am blogging right now, just because I want to get the habit of doing this more often.  I think journaling is an excellent use of one's time.  Really I do.  I just choose not to use my time in that way often.  :)  So what is going on in the life of Roz today.  I am working to finish the December issue of The Encourager, or church newsletter.  I am hoping to get an email out about it today.  There are other things that I need to do, too.  I need to choose a Christmas card and start sending them out.  The Christmas poem I wrote this year is really good.  I like it anyway.  I am expanding my list this year to include all of my friends from the new communities that I have joined.  I still want to send to my friends from Rozplace: The Creative Christian Forum and The Way City, too.  Infact I want to try to at least get Rozplace hopping again.  We shall see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I made some serious progress on the play the other day.  I hope to make some more today.  I want to get this thing finished.  I want to cast next month.  Oh, I forgot that I wasn't going to talk about it until after things were more definate.  (I have not even talked to my pastor yet.)  I can't go into great detail, but I have ambitious plans for the play that I am working on now.  More later on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, I have decided to go ahead and start chronicling scholarship/grant money.  I have been offered one scholarship for $2000, renewable for four years.  It is a great start, but I have a long way to go.   I applied for a $300o dollar one last night.  I am going to apply to some more today too probably.  There is a $50,000.00 Scholarship contest that I plan to enter, so I will likely get to that one today.  That would pay for my first year easy, and give me plenty of spending money besides.  I really don't want to work this time around.  I just want to go to school.  I want to make straight A's.  Yeah, I know.  Plenty of people work and make straight A's, but I am not any of those people.  I am Roz, and I really don't need to work while I study.  Not much anyway, I am thinking a little work study might be good.  I am planning on getting a car, so I will need gas and such.  It would be easier to come home and such if I had a car.  If I am right, and OK is only three hours away from here, I may come home on the weekends.    Probably not though.  Not every weekend anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night I was hungry, so I went to Wal-Mart, and I did not buy cookies.  I will pause while you appluad me.  However, I did buy some pancake mix, eggs, and syrup.  Yeah, I know.  But I ate some before I went to bed last night, and I ate some this afternoon.  I am full now.  And I am not craving anything.  :)  Yeah, I know.  I will work on it. :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, I am really running out of things to say here, so I might as well stop procrastin...um..I mean elaborating on the current goings on in Roz Land. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi ho, Hi ho, it's back to work I go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, I know...Much love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4509857906541137090?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4509857906541137090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4509857906541137090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4509857906541137090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4509857906541137090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/12/true-to-title-ramblings-of-roz.html' title='True to the Title:  Ramblings of Roz'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-9059403761412963265</id><published>2006-12-07T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:15:46.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Difference a Day Makes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow, I am so excited about my day that I don't know where to begin. First of all, it did not hurt all that much, and I am grateful for any pain that leads to this type of freedom. I guess I will begin with last night. A lot has happened since my last post. God has been really working on my heart problem. lol I have had a "tune up" if you will. :) He started last night, but He did most of His work today. Today we had an ongoing conversation about the bitterness situation. I honestly started out combatting His reminders, with a lot of "yeah, but..." statements, but He knows how to shut that up. I cannot tell you all of the things Father reminded me of, but overall, He explained to me that this problem has little to do with the other person, and a whole lot to do with me and Him. He told me that I had forgotten who I was. That I had forgotten that first and foremost, I am His.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rom 8:16 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And because I am His, my life is no longer my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gal 2:20 I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;He reminded me to humble myself before Him, to do everything as unto Him, and to serve Him with my whole heart. And in the process of remembering who I am, somehow my heart has completely changed. Yeah, I know... that was quick, but you see this was all stuff that I used to know. I am not sure how I got so far away, but I am so glad to be back where He wants me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wrote a very nice response letter to the person that I was talking about earlier, and in the letter, I made the comment that we were here to serve. My mentor suggested that I remove the comment, less it be taken the wrong way. I did remove it, but honestly I meant exactly that. I have no agenda other than to do His will. Any authority that is in place, especially in a church, is there because He has allowed it. While I have no problem with voicing my opinions, I also have no agenda other than to serve and be a blessing. I am totally free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight at prayer, I spent some time apologizing to God, for my lapse in Rozness (lol, see You, Me, and Dupree), and telling Him that I am gratefull for bringing me back to a place of total peace. God began to talk to me about how He has not been able to bless me, like He has wanted to, because of the things that have been going on with me lately. (It has not been just the thing with the person. I did not tell anybody, but on Wednesday night, I barely wanted to even go to church. When I got there, and knew that my Pastor was going to preach something that I needed to hear&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;I was pretty annoyed to have to go to Children's Church. That is a whole other issue. For some reason, I have been fighting an aversion to working with children. We talked about that today too, among other things. The aversion is no more. :) ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, He said that now, He can move in my life in a greater way. I don't write about what He does for me enough, but all I can say is WOW! God has blessed me so much this year, and to think that He has wanted to bless me more! That is pretty exciting. God is so good, even when we are so bad. :) Well, I just wanted to update. As for the other person, I love her, and I can honestly say, my heart is pure toward her. It is amazing what Love can do. Speaking of which, I was in line at the grocery store after prayer, and this came up in my spirit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the Lord with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the Lord wiht all my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the Lord with all my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Power of Love has made me whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am filled with the Power of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was one of those things that just snuck up on me. Oh, God asked me to do something on the 31st. I had planned on doing nothing, but I guess I will call tomorrow and ask them to put me down for something. I am not sure what. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;That is all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, I know...two days in a row. I am going for a record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Peace, Love, and Blessings from Above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-9059403761412963265?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/9059403761412963265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=9059403761412963265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9059403761412963265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/9059403761412963265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a Difference a Day Makes!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-2138747386916307622</id><published>2006-12-06T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:23:59.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nip it in the Bud!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who out there is familiar with Dennis Swanberg, but he is a really funny guy. He is a Christian comedian that does several amusing impressions. One impression of his that I always enjoy is Barney from the Andy Griffith show. (Yes, this is going somewhere. I am explaining my title.) He has this joke where Barney is asked what to do about sin. His answer was to, "Nip it in the bud!" :) See there that explanation did not take terribly long now did it? Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what I am blogging about tonight. There is something that I need to nip in the bud. Well, maybe yank from the root; I think it may have grown a flower by now. My mentor told me this afternoon that I have a root of bitterness. Sounds like a terribly ugly thing, huh? Well it is indeed quite grotesque. In my defense, I pointed out that I have been making an effort to make sure to walk in love and be kind and patient with the person that we were referring too. (I know a little bit, a lot actually about the importance of staying away from strife and contention.) But she pointed out that while I have not come out and said anything ugly about the person, I have not really shouted their praises either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was I don't really have to be buddies with a person to walk in love toward them. Honestly, I really don't like this person. There I said it. It is rare that I don't like people, actually. I like most people. Actually it is not just a random don't like that person kind of thing. I have very specific reasons, and they are justified. This person has been deceitful, and just not very nice. But justified or not, like the person or not, I ultimately answer to God. And He clearly has told me to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitterness, from the first thought, is a fiery dart of the enemy. Oh and He has plenty of reason to aim it at me. God is doing great things in my life, and I am stepping out on faith in several areas. I do not have time for strife. That is why I have been just praying for this person, and trying to walk in love toward them to the best of my ability. Unfortunately, by the conversation I had tonight with my mentor, I can tell that my ability is abundantly inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I had to do children's church. (Yes, this is related, I promise.) I was the one that was taking the kids out to the bathroom. Every time I went out, I could hear my pastor preaching. Guess what he was preaching on? Staying away from strife, how it is a trick of the enemy sent to keep us from the blessings, God has for us. YES LORD, I HEAR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do now? The only thing I can do is ask God to change my heart. Do I think I am wrong about the person, not at all. But this is not about her. This is about me. This is about Him. So I must allow Him to fix the thing that has gone wrong in me, so that I can be the Rosalind that He would have me be. I am not sure what all that entails, but somehow I think it might hurt. I will probably do an update on this when I find out. lol :) But anyway, that is what is on my mind tonight, and that is what I wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know...Pray for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-2138747386916307622?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/2138747386916307622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=2138747386916307622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2138747386916307622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/2138747386916307622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/12/nip-it-in-bud.html' title='Nip it in the Bud!!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-4437236888401854870</id><published>2006-11-22T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T12:06:17.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I updated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I finally updated my blog to the new Beta version. Has anybody else noticed that everything is going beta these days. New Beta this and new Beta that...Oh well, often change is a good thing. I probably will hardly miss the old version, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, God is my source, and with His help I am going to completely conquer this change allergy that I seem to have. Believe it or not, my aversion to change is barely a whisper when it comes to the big move next year. Honestly, the day I knew it was really official, I cried for about an hour or two. Since then it's been smooth sailing. I am in "get her done" mode right now. Ever once and a while the enemy will come at me with something like, "Do you really think you can just pick up and go to college like this at your age?" or "It just keeps getting more and more expensive, how are you going to be able to afford this? And what if you do all of this, and nothing comes of it?", yet I am ignoring all of his comments. My steps are ordered, and my God is a good shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not written anything about this, but I am working on something that for the moment is even bigger than the move, but I can't really post about this until I talk to my pastor about it. Which I won't do until I am finished with the first step. Your interest is peaked, huh? Well hopefully I can say more fairly soon. To be honest though, this other project is 1000 times scarier than the big move. Good thing it was His idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Daddy God, we are working on a new song right now. I love the words that I have to it so far. I started singing this one while cleaning the church one Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Joy is my strength&lt;br /&gt;Your strength is my joy&lt;br /&gt;When you smile on me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can destroy,&lt;br /&gt;my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light to my path,&lt;br /&gt;A lamp to my feet&lt;br /&gt;When You lead the way,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can deplete,&lt;br /&gt;my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't those a few happy thoughts for your day! :) For your life even. :) Anyway, I think that I this will be all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and Godbless. Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya bunches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-4437236888401854870?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/4437236888401854870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=4437236888401854870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4437236888401854870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/4437236888401854870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-updated.html' title='I updated!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-116253262395813314</id><published>2006-11-02T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:23:02.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll Cheating 101</title><content type='html'>Okay, I usually post my observatory/political posts on Xanga, but I thought I would post this one here. I had to get my physical for school this morning, and while I was in the waiting room, CNN Headline News was on the tv. They did a story about how new voting machines could allow voters to vote more than once. Then they go on to tell the people exactly how to go about cheating in this way. Then after the "How to vote more than once" lesson, they explained how people could not get away with doing it becuase of poll watchers and the beeps that it would make. My thought is, how many people would even think to do that had you not explained the process so thuroughly. Sometimes I wonder about the wisdom of our American media. Rant over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya and of course I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-116253262395813314?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/116253262395813314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=116253262395813314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116253262395813314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116253262395813314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/11/poll-cheating-101.html' title='Poll Cheating 101'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-116198230999044980</id><published>2006-10-27T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T10:23:40.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-116198230999044980?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/116198230999044980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=116198230999044980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116198230999044980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116198230999044980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-116089109113920287</id><published>2006-10-14T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:44:51.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This time next year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     This time next year, I will not be sitting where I am now.  (This is what I was referring to in the bubbling post).  I will more than likely be in my dorm room.  Yes, that is my big news.  I am going back to school.  I am finishing my degree.  Well, actually my original degree would have been a BS in Biology, but now my degree will be a BS in Drama/Television/Film Performance and (yes, I am going for a double major) Mass Media Communication with a Emphasis in Multi media production.  Basically, I am going to get a degree in having fun.  Lol   I am not sure whether I will be doing dual degrees or just dual majors.   I will have to find out which one is better.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyway, right now my goal is to prepare for leaving for Tulsa.  I have a lot to do in the next ten months, and I am working on getting it all done.  The first things I need to do is finish registering.  I hit a snag today, in that I realized I don't remember my ACT scores.  I also don't remember when I took the ACT test.  That was over ten years ago, you understand.  I mean that is quite a few sleeps ago.  So anyway, I guess I will have to wait until Monday to do that.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is okay though.  God has really been showing me that He is indeed being my shepherd and leading me into this venture.  He has even gotten me a job.  Yeah, I know.  But I am going to have to take a regular job for a little while because I need some money to prepare to leave home.  I need a laptop and two printers (One for here, and one for there).   I don't officially have the job yet, but the chances of me not getting it are pretty slim as I understand it.  So that is cool I guess.  The only thing is, I am going out of town next weekend.  And if things work out, I am likely going to Tulsa on the 2-4 of November.  Hopefully, the people at the new job will understand that.  I mean it is college.  That is pretty important.  The trip this weekend is business too.  It is a Xooma trip.  I am excited about that too.  If there is one thing I love, it is to travel.  Lol        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other news, I did indeed to a really good video blog, but unfortunately I could not get the thing to upload correctly.  I don't know what happened, but that really annoyed me.  I will try to do better next week.  lol   Well, I am going to stop this post, so that I can try to do a little work before I turn in for the night.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much Love to You, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-116089109113920287?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/116089109113920287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=116089109113920287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116089109113920287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116089109113920287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-time-next-year.html' title='This time next year...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-116059241458297082</id><published>2006-10-11T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T11:46:55.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Clean Christian Comedy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/9lx3igZ7VcY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/9lx3igZ7VcY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is funny :)  Just sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-116059241458297082?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/116059241458297082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=116059241458297082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116059241458297082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116059241458297082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/10/clean-christian-comedy-this-is-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-116028405004295278</id><published>2006-10-07T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:09:21.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbling and Trembling, at the same time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I still have things to say about the list I made in my last post, but I want to talk about right now, right now. Right now I am excited, kid at Christmas kind of excited becuase I know that a new adventure is coming. This is not one of those know in my spirit kind of things. This is a already moving toward it, preparing to get it done kind of thing. I want to explain my title; I am not scared. I mean I know God does not start something that He is not going to finish. So I know that everything will be okay. I also know that I cannot do this without complete and total reliance on Him. I have to stay humble, stay focused, stay in love, and stay humble. Did I say that before? lol By humble I mean I have to know that I am not to under any circumstances to look to anybody, including and especially myself, to get this done. Not that I can just sit around and twiddle my thumbs while success magically unfolds around me. Of course not! It all comes down to acknowleding Him, not depending on my natural understanding, and allowing Him to direct my path. AND giving Him glory when He does. :) Anyway, I can't really go into great detail about this new thing until I have made it official. I have to wait until November. So more later on that subject. I will say this. My pastor told us that we are about to wake up one morning to a whole new world. :) How right he is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news, I am enjoying my video camera/webcam/digital camera. It is all kinds of fun. I need to download a bunch (or burnch, if you prefer) of pics from it. Also, I need to do a video blog. I did one already, but I don't want to put that one online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know all you people who actually read my blog, are wondering what I look like. Actually it is not that hard to find out. My pics are on my Myspace profile. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is Sunday. So I better start preparing for it. God bless. Yeah, I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-116028405004295278?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/116028405004295278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=116028405004295278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116028405004295278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/116028405004295278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/10/bubbling-and-trembling-at-same-time.html' title='Bubbling and Trembling, at the same time...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115882140259544821</id><published>2006-09-20T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:50:02.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I want to blog about...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am having a whole influx of subjects run through my mind that I want to "blog".  So I am going to make a list.  I need to actually sleep, so I can't possibly post anything that will give the subjects their just due right now.  So I am going to list them here.  Think of them as the Ramblings of Roz fall line up.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  In Jesus' Name...&lt;br /&gt;2.  Altars,  Songs, and other Moment Markers&lt;br /&gt;3.  Numbering vs. Trusting  (This one is really a continuation of the last post.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Saturation (This is either going to end up being a song or a poem (which may tie in with number 2.  I can feel it coming...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know...He knows too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115882140259544821?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115882140259544821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115882140259544821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115882140259544821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115882140259544821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-i-want-to-blog-about.html' title='Things I want to blog about...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115783990498169519</id><published>2006-09-09T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:20:55.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably Random</title><content type='html'>I entitled this entry probably random because I am not sure what I am going to talk about right now. There have been times when I have been itching to write something here, and yet I have not made it to the computer with enough free time to do so. I am always working, or studying, or writing (although, lately not enough). Which is not a bad thing, but it is nice to just take a moment to spill every once in a while. :) I want to just throw some things out there that I have been meditating on since the last time I wrote something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will start with belief. :) Hmmm...Think I will throw in some Word here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without faith it is impossible to please Him: for he that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. (Heb 11:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while now, I have been completely disastisfied with telling God how awesome He is. I have been worshiping God and at a loss for a more adequate thing to call Him. He is sooo much more than awesome. Anyway, as the word felt highly overused and totally inadequate to me, I started to seek God for other ways to express my wonder of His greatness. I tried majestic, magnificant, etc. etc. But for some reason no adjective worked for me. Most of the time, I just end up switching over to tongues. One evening at church we were worshiping God and a word came forth about believing God.  Now, keep in mind, any time I get intimate with God, one of the most consistent cries of my heart is that I may worship Him wholly in spirit and in truth.  That my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should praise Him, not just my hands and my mouth.  That I should glorify Him in every aspect of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that Word went forth, I whispered, "I believe you, Lord."  In that instant, He said back to me:  "That is the best way you can worship me."  This really blessed me, and I totally understand what God was saying to me. God wants above all to be trusted, to be believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we trust Him completely in an area He always shows up in a big way.  Ever notice that?  When we think on His Word until it becomes alive in our hearts it never fails to yeild bountifully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I believe You!  I believe You love me.  I believe You've healed me.  I believe You are my strength.  I believe you teach my hands to war and my fingers to fight. ( I am doing that right now.) I believe You supply all my needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Lord.  In Jesus's name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115783990498169519?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115783990498169519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115783990498169519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115783990498169519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115783990498169519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/09/probably-random.html' title='Probably Random'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115311148421026159</id><published>2006-07-16T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:44:53.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically, It is still Sunday</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that the Lord is merciful. Lord knows I need His mercy. :) Well, this can be counted as a weekend post. My weekend was okay. Nothing major occured, Sunday morning service was awesome. I played with a seven year old this evening, until I finally got her to go to sleep. Now I am just kind of hanging :) Anyway, I don't have much to say. A little too tired to be insightful right now. So this is the gist of my weekend post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, but you gotta love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115311148421026159?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115311148421026159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115311148421026159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115311148421026159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115311148421026159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/07/technically-it-is-still-sunday.html' title='Technically, It is still Sunday'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115288295443084543</id><published>2006-07-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T06:15:54.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quicky!</title><content type='html'>I am about to go walking with my mother this morning, so this will be a quicky.  Well the big news is I heard from Charisma Kids on I Can; God will.  Strang wants to co-publish the book with me through Creation House.  This will still give me a major release, but I have to agree to buy a lot of books. &lt;br /&gt;More Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115288295443084543?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115288295443084543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115288295443084543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115288295443084543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115288295443084543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/07/quicky.html' title='A Quicky!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115218796522589245</id><published>2006-07-06T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T05:12:45.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip!</title><content type='html'>I set my alarm clock to five AM this morning.  I am going to Dallas today.  What fun!  Last night my pastor really blessed me, the man was like a wisdom fountain last night.  He told us several things that we need to believe God for in this season:  Uncommon favor, loved ones (especially children, but I am believing for some of my friends, too.), God's provision outside of our regular income, and the reentering of opportunities, to name a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115218796522589245?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115218796522589245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115218796522589245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115218796522589245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115218796522589245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115211969698824657</id><published>2006-07-05T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T10:16:29.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe this week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, the operative word is "trying", and I am trying to post everyday. It is just not going very well. :) Anyway, I had a good morning, in that I could not stay awake last night to watch movies, so I went to bed before midnight. At four o'clock this morning, God woke me up to spend some time with Him. I cannot tell you the last time I went to bed early enough for Him to do that. :) It was pretty cool. But I did not have any good music, and that was bothering me a little. Still it was nice to get some early morning time with the Lord. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably went back to sleep around five. Then I had to get up at seven to get ready to open the office this morning. (S. Cherry had to go to court.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am about to start a study on the Fruit of the Spirit. God has been showing me some things about them, and I need to study them out. In other news, I am working on an epic story poem, that I will soon post. Probably on my myspace blog, and on the myspace bulletin. Maybe I will post it on Faithwriters, too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post must seem somewhat boring, as I am only randomly stating facts. Sorry about that. I need to listen to the news today and see what is up with all this nuclear bomb stuff. I have been hearing rumors, but I have not had a chance to check it out for myself. When I do, I believe I will blog about that. Anyway, maybe I’ll come back with something profound later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115211969698824657?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115211969698824657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115211969698824657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115211969698824657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115211969698824657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/07/maybe-this-week.html' title='Maybe this week...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115135220736197162</id><published>2006-06-26T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:21:03.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe it or not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe it or not, I did plan to write on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. However, I was in a house full of people. (Three children, including a three year old). And while I did start a few entries, I was never quite able to finish one to my liking. I think I will make up for it today by trying to post something on all my blogs. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am in a good mood. Actually I have been in a good mood for a while now. This weekend was a little stressful, just in that I wanted some alone time, and did not get much of it. Still, I did have some fun, and kids can be good to have around sometimes. You can actually learn from them. I hope I learned some patience. lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loosing weight, and I am so excited about it. I now have a size 14 dress in my wardrobe that is no where near tight, and actually has a little room in the waist. Well, some might say 14 is nothing to get excited about, but when you were 16 heading toward 18, 14 is pretty cool. And I am not through loosing weight. :) I plan to reach my goal of regaining my 28 inch waist line. I want to get down to a size 10, I think. That will be a nice size to remain, although I may even go for a 7/8. I don't want to be any smaller than that for sure. Well, I have some more to say, but you will have to check Xanga and myspace to read it. :) I may write my honey today too. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115135220736197162?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115135220736197162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115135220736197162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115135220736197162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115135220736197162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/06/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe it or not...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115099744158985461</id><published>2006-06-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T08:31:55.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Perspective on Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord has introduced me to a new perspective on change. I have taken to walking with my mother in the morning. The first time we went around the track, we parked in a shaded area that was really close to the track. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next time we parked a little further from the track, and I made the comment (more an observation than a complaint really) you usually park closer. That particular morning (yesterday) I had a dificult time with itching. (Sometimes when I walk, I itch, but I want to get into that later.) So anyway, that morning when I got back into the car to wait for my mother, the super walker (proud daughter speaking), and there was such a great breeze outside that I did not need to turn on the air conditoiner. It was really nice. So anyway, today Mama parked where she usually does, and when I went to sit in the car (did not itch as much today, but like I said I want to talk about the itching thing separately) I noticed the place closer to the track had a little less shade and a little less breeze. There was still some shade so it was not unbearable by any means. But I notice the difference, and I commented on it. As soon as I did I heard the Lord say, "See what happens when you complain about your blessings." Immediately I remembered my comment about my mother usually parking closer to the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was teaching me a valuable lesson. You see I am the kind of person who likes her cheese where it is, thank you very much. Change has often annoyed me, and I usually take big change like one might take liquid medicine (very reluctantly). But I made a decision today. I am going to a make a practice of looking for the blessing in the change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean if I am going to move with God things are going to change. He believes in taking us from glory to glory, and with every new level of glory, there comes new changes, challenges, and responsibilities. In my determination to be all that God has called me to be, I am going to have to learn to move with Him. When I think about this, the Biblical reference that comes to my mind is Elijah. Elijah probably became pretty comfortable with the ravens bringing him his food everyday, and drinking fresh spring water. When the spring dried and the ravens stopped visiting him, he had an opportunity to complain to God. However, the Bible does not say anything about him complaining. It only says the Word of the Lord came to him. It only shows that God immediately had an instruction for his provision. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot think of any account in the Word of God, or in my own life even, when God has not made provision for His people when He moves them, or even when they have to move. With the children of Isreal the fire and the cloud moved with them. When Joseph was thrown in jail, God moved the blessing on into the jailhouse with Him. Uh oh, I am going to get excited in a minute. I already am actually. lol Last night I was realeased into my call by a prophet of God. I will talk more about that later; this really is all about flowing with God, knowing that He is in control, and looking for the blessings in the changes in our lives. And that is about all I have to say for now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave it to me to not post here in almost a year and then come back and post something this long, without a hello. Well, hello cyber space. I am working on posting on a blog everyday. (That is actually a goal of mine. And I am of the opinion that I can (in Christ) meet all my goals. I will talk about that later too. ) Yeah I know. I always think about readers that may stop by. Lord let this be a blessing to someone else even as it has been a blessing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115099744158985461?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115099744158985461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115099744158985461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115099744158985461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115099744158985461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-perspective-on-change.html' title='A New Perspective on Change...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-115030803526475184</id><published>2006-06-14T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:09:01.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Water!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.XoomaWorldWide.com/rozinfog"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/400/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Read the testimonies, email me and tell me what you think. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-115030803526475184?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/115030803526475184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=115030803526475184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115030803526475184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/115030803526475184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/06/super-water.html' title='Super Water!'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-114965381764282772</id><published>2006-06-06T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:21:31.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If your're Happy and you know it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="355" border="1" name="qgtable2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your Social Dysfunction:&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a happy person - you have a good amount of self-esteem, and are socially healthy. While this isn't a social dysfunction per se, you're definitely not normal. Consider yourself lucky: you walk that fine line between 'normal' and being outright narcissistic. You're rare - which is something else to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350" border="0" name="qgtable"&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/social-dysfunction-bg.jpg"&gt;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/social-dysfunction-bg.jpg&lt;/a&gt;); background-repeat: no-repeat;'&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="58"&gt;&lt;td width="123"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="292"&gt;&lt;td width="123"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Take'&gt;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=72"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt"&gt;Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists. This quiz is for fun and entertainment only. Try not to freak out about your results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-114965381764282772?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/114965381764282772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=114965381764282772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/114965381764282772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/114965381764282772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-yourre-happy-and-you-know-it.html' title='If your&apos;re Happy and you know it...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-112416445611793132</id><published>2005-08-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T16:48:41.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Again. :) It has been quite a while since I have put fingers to keyboard on this blog, but when inspiration hits...it hits. Well, where do I begin. I have been, and still am busier than normal, but I have been, and still am having a lot of fun. However, instead of listing the numerous projects I have going right now (although that is what I was just about to do), I want to talk to you my fellow cyber-spaces about some things happening under the surface. I want to talk about the subtle changes, so subtle in fact that though I have been hoping for them, I had not realized they were bubling just under the surface until I sat down to "blog a little." A renewal, revival, if you will is coming and will soon be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anyone know how it is to loose your hunger? I had not lost my hunger in every area, but only in the most important area. For probably longer than I care to reflect on, I have not been truly hungry for going deeper with my Lord. Not to say that I have been particularly backslidden or irreverant, but I have not been compelled to do more than what's "normal" in our relationship. It's like I got to a certain level and said this will do, Lord. But "this will do" will never do with God. That is just not how it works with Him. He wants us to go from glory to glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So here I am ready to move again, to go deeper, to learn more, to embrace eagar obedience. And I was thinking that nothing was happening, until just a few moments ago. I guess sometimes you have to write to know what is going on inside of you. (Man I am dramatic. lol) Seriously though, my expectation levels are beginning to rise, and I could not be happier about it. This is not the blog I usually use when these types of self-revelations hit, but here it is nontheless. Oh the Joy to be called His Child! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have been meditating on love for the past week or so, and I know God is about to show me something about it that I have not seen before. Maybe I will post that revelation here too, but maybe that one will be for the other Xanga blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well that is all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thanks for stopping by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yeah, I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-112416445611793132?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/112416445611793132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=112416445611793132&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112416445611793132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112416445611793132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-we-are.html' title='Here We Are'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-112168827530050466</id><published>2005-07-18T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T05:04:35.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire</title><content type='html'>I stayed up until 11:00 AM on Friday (from Thursday) making sure the fourth issue of Parables was published.  Actually after that I only slept off and on, because there were a few upload problems.  At any rate, I had already planned to sleep nice and long on Saturday.  I went to bed around two or three Saturday morning, and my mother woke me up to help her with her hair and feed the sibs.  After that, I put in Million Dollar Baby (rented the night before) and layed back down.  I slept off and on and watched the movie.  When the knocking started I was in deep sleep.  At first I did not realize the knocking wasn't a part of my dream, but thanks be to God, it got louder and woke me up.  So I am thinking, who in the world is banging on the door like that.  I go to the door and say, "Who is it?"  and someone says "Ma'am yall got to get out of the appartment, the appartment upstairs is on fire!" &lt;br /&gt;So I go into speed mode, run to my brother's room throw him some pants (we were all sleeping).  Then I run to my sister's room and throw her some pants.  Then, since I am in my jammies, I look around for the the first decent thing to wear, and end up yanking a sundress over my head.  At this point, my sister is still slowly putting on her pants.  She did not understand the urgency of fire.  So I hurry her along explaining that we need to get out of the house now.  I did not see her shoes immeditately and had no idea how bad the fire was, so I just led her out in her socks.  My sandalls were right beside my bed, so I did grab those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I did get back to the living room, smoke was starting to come through the vents.  It smelled awful.  So Bran had neither shirt nor shoes...no service for him.  :)  Anyway, we are all outside, and as soon as we get out there, the fire department arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke getting stronger, they have us back up and move away from the building.  The fire was contained to the bedroom where it started.  A lady and her daughter woke up with their bed aflame; I can not imagine the horror of that moment.  When I first got outside, the little girl was crying, and she told me her hair was on fire.  (It was not anymore.  She was talking about when she awoke.)  Her face was burned a little as well, so they took her to the hospital.  The mother stayed there to talk to the police.  Turns out another of her children, he looked like he was three or four years old, was playing with a cigarrette lighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in a hotel room at the Courtyard Marriot.  They turned off the electricity, and so we had to leave until the electrictian makes sure everything is okay.  I am hoping that will be today.  I want my computer back.  I am on my mothers laptop right now.  I took my computer out of the house for safe keeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the house, the living room and kitchen smells awful, but the back rooms smell nice.  For some reason the smoke never reached them.  That is a good thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for the family.  I am praying for them.  I bet they lost a lot, but even in this I can see God's hand, his mercy.  If the baby had not started the fire in the same room where the mom and daughter were sleeping, it would have taken longer for them to figure discern it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am thankful that things were not worse.  :)  And being in hotels is kind of fun in a way.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the Ted Dekker interview was cool. :)  And despite the usual publishing drama the fourth issue was a hit. :)  I still have some reminders, courtesy copies, and book reviews to get out, but I am going to wait until I am on my own computer to do all of that.  I pray it happens today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.   It is really hard to type on this laptop, so I appologizee for any mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-112168827530050466?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/112168827530050466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=112168827530050466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112168827530050466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112168827530050466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/07/fire_18.html' title='The Fire'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-112027552763285125</id><published>2005-07-01T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:40:10.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to Houston</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a few weeks since I went to Houston, but I am just now getting around to writing about it. It was so much fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;First of all, I was invited by leader of our women's ministry at church. She has her own ministry called Zoe Ministries. I will probably be doing a website for it soon, and after I do, I will post a link here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the workshop was called Successfou which means Mad or Extraordinary success. It was all about goal planning, and being successfull. It was really awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to a Mac Counter at the Galeria Mall in Houston, and the lady there (Dianne) was really sweet. The make up was great too. I will definatly get some when I can. I also went to a Mall in Katty Mills, TX, called the Katy Mills mall. It was so coool! They have a book store there where I bought two hardback novels for ten dollars. WoooHOOOO! Also I bought a cute little wig (short and spiky) and I also bought some new earings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;That along with the fellowship and the ministry (This was a ministry workshop) and I think it was one of the best trips I have ever taken. (The trip to TN for the Push Press and Pursue Conference is also high on my list.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Next post will be about the first novel, then I have got to tell about the wedding! Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-112027552763285125?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/112027552763285125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=112027552763285125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112027552763285125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112027552763285125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-trip-to-houston.html' title='My Trip to Houston'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-112027136937088495</id><published>2005-07-01T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:39:33.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time... Yeah I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, so I have not blogged in a while. I told you I was sporadic. :) Can't ruin my reputation, now can I? lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since it has been a while, there has been a lot going on with me. I am happy to report that I am once again making progress on Patches. I listened to what I have written so far on Adobe, and I must admit, the story is coming along quite nicely. There were of course a few typos that made me cringe, but I will go back and fix those after I am done. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other news, I am more than a little excited about the next issue of Parables. One of the best Christian fiction authors....ever, will be on the cover and in the mag, interviewed my none other than yep you guessed it: Me! (Wow, don't I seem excited, you'd think I was a fan or something. lol) Anyway, the stories that we have so far are awesome too. We are in need of some more contemporary stories, if there are any Christian fiction writers out there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parablesmag.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.parablesmag.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also I am excited about a new project I am starting with my journalism staff at church. We are going to write a story together (one installment each issue until the end of the year.) So far, everyone seems to be all for it. I think it will be loads of fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other news I met this really awesome....yeah, right. I am just playing. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I want to talk about Houston now, but I think I will do it in a separate posting. There is a lot to say about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I also have some cool news about my first novel. So I think I will stop this and start a new post now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...Yeah I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-112027136937088495?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/112027136937088495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=112027136937088495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112027136937088495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/112027136937088495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/07/long-time-yeah-i-know.html' title='Long Time... Yeah I know'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-111748801619704120</id><published>2005-05-30T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T21:30:09.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffles, Sniffles, and more Sniffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wow, I hate sinus problems. I have been sniffling since I went to bed last night. I feel icky. But in other news, I had a fairly productive morning and plan on an even more productive afternoon. I wanted to write more today, but I don't really feel like it, and my second novel (Patches) is probably feeling really rejected, so I best give it some long overdue attention. So that is all I have to say right now. I am sniffling, and it is really annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-111748801619704120?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/111748801619704120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=111748801619704120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/111748801619704120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/111748801619704120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/05/sniffles-sniffles-and-more-sniffles.html' title='Sniffles, Sniffles, and more Sniffles'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-111742094714180264</id><published>2005-05-29T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T21:31:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Without My Driving Tape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay, so I have not been exactly the little exercising lady that I should be. I had really planned to walk with my mother tonight, but well here's the deal. I had this walk all planned out in my mind. I was going to pop in my favorite driving tape (Not really my favorite, but my favorite of all the driving tapes I have right now. Which is one. So it's really just my favorite by default.) and I was going to move to the music, and exercise for the full 90 minutes of play time. It was going to be great, but when I get here (to our walking place) I turned on my tape player and heard only static. Yes, brilliant girl that I am with my 132 IQ (Forgive me but I rarely get a chance to work my IQ into a sentence, and for a girl that is often accused of being secretely blonde, well you get my point...) and I forgot include one of the most important ingredients for listening to my tape, which is of course the tape.&lt;br /&gt;So all the excitement I had in thinking of my good brisk (I like brisk) walk was eaten by the static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, instead of walking with my mom, I am on her computer conversing with cyber space. I will try for pilates tomorrow. Hey I have lost seven lbs so far, so I am not doing extremely awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just looked up at the tv. I turned it to "Whose Line" because they are funny to me, and I like to do improv myself. There is either a cross dressing body building man in a bakini on there, or there is a body building woman on there that looks like a guy. Either way, on a shock factor scale, I would give that a six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't understand why a woman would want to look like that, but hey, to each her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12335898-111742094714180264?l=ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/feeds/111742094714180264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12335898&amp;postID=111742094714180264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/111742094714180264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12335898/posts/default/111742094714180264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofroz.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-without-my-driving-tape.html' title='Not Without My Driving Tape...'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00849110494627847700</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-12335898.post-111634274417847806</id><published>2005-05-17T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T21:33:11.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It seems that I will soon not have a partner for the magazine. This is not a huge surprise actually, so I am not in shock or anything. But that does mean I will have to do the whole thing by myself until God tells me who I should get to help. I am excited about this issue though. Mainly because the Lord gave me a good rating system for the novels we reveiw. Also, I think the author interviews turned out really well. Overall, I am excited about the future of the magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have plans to work on my second novel today. I am hoping to finish it before this year is out. I got an offer from a friend to take me to the town that inspired the story. I may actually do it, but that is definately something that I need to pray about first. I would be going with her and her husband who has family there, and I would be going in the day (way before dark) but I still need to make sure it is something that God is all for the research trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am going to be teaching drama this summer. I am excited about that, especially because it is something that I will get paid for doing. :) It should be a lot of fun. I am doing it with a friend from church. In addition to that, I am going to probably do a couple of workshops this summer. I want to do some on the importance of purity until marriage. I have a lot to say about that issue. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually picked up my guitar today and even plucked it a little. :) That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get to work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/1600/X2Ologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7088/1040/320/X2Ologo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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