<?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-19217591</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:13:39.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19217591.post-113445529378053573</id><published>2005-12-12T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:30:23.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons for blogging</title><content type='html'>I read someone's blog that had a link to another blog that partially concentrated on the topic of why people blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started to think about why I blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog because it is a way of "meeting people" in a sense....a way of stating my thoughts and having other people comment on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to church, I see people there and smile and I say hello, how are you, and they respond by saying - fine and how are you? After more smiles and small talk we part company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I come home to blogland and say what I am really feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should be more real with people in real life, but that seems harder. Although I am slowly trying, and have recently made a new friend through a woman's Bible study group I'm in. We walked together last week and will do the same tomorrow. I'm really excited about this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking more lately about why do I think that there are certain areas of my life that I am afraid to give to God. Why do I think I want to be in control of such and such? There is no joy or peace in that. I need to trust God. I think that I "can't" however the truth is, whether I want to admit it or not, is that "I can." I have had a pattern of thinking for a long time telling me the opposite and that needs to change. I'm not quite there yet though. I did hear a quote today that made me think...it said the safest place to be is in God's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when someone at church asks me, "Hi, how are you?" I can't tell them what I just wrote above, so I write it here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113445529378053573?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113445529378053573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113445529378053573' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113445529378053573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113445529378053573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/12/reasons-for-blogging.html' title='Reasons for blogging'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19217591.post-113393161941656737</id><published>2005-12-06T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:00:31.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good</title><content type='html'>I need to write some positive things today as I am feeling a little bit empty and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is in control.  He loves us.  Nothing that happens to us or that will happen to us is a surprise to us.  He wants us to bring all our problems to Him.  He is worthy of our praise and adoration.&lt;br /&gt;I look at circumstances and the things involved with raising children and sometimes I become terrified.  Positively terrified.  And I have good kids even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate the thought that if I give my life and my worries and everything to my Father, then I have nothing to worry about.  I can rest in Him.  I contemplate that He bids me come, that the choice is mine.  That He promises joy and peace.  I can stomp my little feet and want to do it "my way" but that leads to emptiness, frustration, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God IS good.  All the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113393161941656737?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113393161941656737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113393161941656737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113393161941656737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113393161941656737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/12/god-is-good.html' title='God is good'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</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-19217591.post-113329297711795664</id><published>2005-11-29T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:48:06.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's love</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I forget one very important fact, and that is that God loves us. I think "my way" is best and well, I should remember that my way is not best but God's way is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a list of things to get done today, need to send an e-mail, call a chimney sweep, pay some bills, make a phone call, do some laundry, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad it it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED WITH QUESTION - What is bloglines?  How do you subscribe to it?  Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113329297711795664?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113329297711795664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113329297711795664' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113329297711795664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113329297711795664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/11/gods-love.html' title='God&apos;s love'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19217591.post-113319594132935325</id><published>2005-11-28T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T08:43:07.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>I find myself feeling a little numb, hard, even "blah" sometimes, and here it is the Christmas season and we are celebrating the birth of our Saviour. I became a Christian in high school, but fell away, came back to the Lord in college but fell away, then came back to the Lord last year, as it's hard you know to forget Him no matter how hard one tries. But now I ponder I must go through these short periods of time in my life, as I did in high school, in college, and then more recently, when I think I want to know God but sooner or later I seem to always wander away and somehow I just seem to want to be in control, or at least have the illusion of control, hmm, even though that does not lead to anything remotely similar to happiness or joy. I feel like I can't do this thing called life. I am here, not going to change that, but I don't know, I am finding everything really lifeless or boring. It's like I get up and go through the motions ever day. I guess my feeling this way is my choice to. Hmm. Does not seem that way but it has to be. I just cannot believe that I can really give God control of my life. Even though no I am not ulimately in control of anything. Surrender is not something I think I can do. I can't just trust God. In a way that seems wrong, if I can't trust Him who can I trust? It's just that my way seems better right now, or really, it seems easier. I guess if really was easier I would not be in this turmoil at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113319594132935325?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113319594132935325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113319594132935325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113319594132935325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113319594132935325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/11/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</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-19217591.post-113304776433914463</id><published>2005-11-26T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:13:06.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not good at giving blogs a title :)</title><content type='html'>I will not be able to be on the computer much until Monday but wanted to write a short post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon though we put up Christmas lights and listened to music which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time. He loves us. When I was talking about our children once, a friend reminded me that He loves our children more than we do. Of course that is true, but I'd never thought of that before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113304776433914463?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113304776433914463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113304776433914463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113304776433914463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113304776433914463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-good-at-giving-blogs-title_26.html' title='I&apos;m not good at giving blogs a title :)'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</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-19217591.post-113268645624638531</id><published>2005-11-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:49:59.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>I have a question... I am new here ... just wondered how one subscribes to other bloggers so that one can read their blogs?  Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful hubby and I have been married for twenty years and we have two children.  I am a stay-at-home mom. I am a Christian, one who seems prone to wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder that God loves me so, so why do I not trust Him completely with everything? Why is this concept of complete surrender so "hard" for me? I have been thinking lately about the Israelites and wonder... what were their reasons for not wanting to follow God? Why did they find Bael worship so much more appealing than worshipping God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my youngest daughter needed a ride to school as I let her sleep in and miss her first period P.E. class since she has a cold. Except I overslept myself then too...oops!... I never do that.. and she was almost late for second period. We made it to school with about three minutes so spare lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day here today, the sun is shining and I need to get some things ready for Thanksgiving.... translation ... I want to clean the house a bit :) I am thankful for my family and for our home and health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19217591-113268645624638531?l=ramblingenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/113268645624638531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19217591&amp;postID=113268645624638531' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113268645624638531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19217591/posts/default/113268645624638531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingenglish.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-entry.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838116709624478470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
